Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Braysean Dillard
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Had to record with my chains on
(Where the buffs at)
Yeah
(In the trap trap trap trap)
What's up
(Labels tryna sign me)
(Better be coming with a bag)
Hold up
'Cause now I'm coming for the crown
And these pussy ass rappers
Stay jacking off styles
And it's 24D'lo I'm shining
These glistening diamonds
I think this shit is perfect timing
My **** we shining
Sync in a perfect alignment
The opps got a spot where they hide
And it ain't hard to find it
Like a trap trap
Man them **** living in a
Trap trap trap trap
Know some **** that's pushing
Crack crack crack
Same shit that'll put a fiend
On his back
Know they tryna find me
The labels wanna sign me
Best come to the hood
That's where I be
Met a bad bitch
In the hotel lobby
She ain't used to shit
But a Marriott probably
Scammer **** who might
Swipe a Bugatti
And this 24 might blind the paparazzi
Ha
Hold up
I'm coming for business
I'm getting selfish
I'm coming for millions yeah
Hold up
I feel like the realest
Do this for my mama
My shawty my children yeah
Hold up
I'm feeling resilient yeah
Fucked a bad bitch
She Brazilian yeah
Couldn't touch me
In a million years
Balling too hard
Got no time for tears
Put all these rap **** in a trap
And I bet all these cap ****
Ain't gon' know how to act
Ninth grade I was sipping the act
Now me and Naomi
We sipping champagne in the back
Little **** get yo ribs cracked
For the talkin
I ain't with the chat
I'm tryna off him
Turn somebody to an orphan
Fuck all these ****
Their parents just should've abort them
I'm fixing the opp bitch's boredom
Fuck an opp thot
Then the **** I gotta extort em
Relocate or DOA
Either way I'm MIA
We don't play
Ain't no game
Either way it's a new stain
Metal in his grill
New brace face
He just got hit with the flame
Hitting lil shawty
Make her say my name
24D'lo like the chain
1244, 24 days
I'ma be up till I can't
Seven days a night hit yo shorty twice
She can't get enough of the pipe
Hop on me just ride the dick
Like a bike
Shawty too fine
I might just take a bite
Put all these rap **** in a trap
And I bet all these cap ****
Ain't gon' know how to act
Ninth grade I was sipping the act
Now me and Naomi
We sipping champagne in the back
Little **** get yo ribs cracked
For the talkin
I ain't with the chat
I'm tryna off him
Turn somebody to an orphan
Fuck all these ****
Their parents just should've abort them
They said wait up wait
It ain't no way
D'lo came and fucked the game
The flip of a switch
It's like fucking a bitch
I could do the shit
Probably just thinking of it
Balling too hard it's time to reminisce
Balling too hard no time to reminisce
Balling too hard it's time to reminisce
My liver ain't working for shit
Yeesh
D'lo game back with a hit
Sheesh
D'lo keep making her drip
Leak
Faucet failure
Guess it sound familiar
Man the only chicken you boys get
Salmonella
Hold up
I'm coming for business
I'm getting selfish
I'm coming for millions yeah
Hold up
I feel like the realest
Do this for my mama
My shawty my children yeah
Hold up
I'm feeling resilient yeah
Fucked a bad bitch
She Brazilian yeah
Couldn't touch me
In a million years
Balling too hard
Got no time for tears
Hold up
I'm coming for business
I'm getting selfish
I'm coming for millions yeah
Hold up
I feel like the realest
Do this for my mama
My shawty my children yeah
Hold up
I'm feeling resilient yeah
Fucked a bad bitch
She Brazilian yeah
Couldn't touch me
In a million years
Balling too hard
Got no time for tears
Written by: Braysean Dillard
