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Money Man, Zaytoven, Trauma Tone, BC Marse - SUPERIOR (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Money Man
Money Man
Stimme und Gesang
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Künstler:in
Trauma Tone
Trauma Tone
Künstler:in
BC Marse
BC Marse
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter:in
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter:in
Andres Felipe Espana
Andres Felipe Espana
Songwriter:in
John Carrington Jr.
John Carrington Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Money Man
Money Man
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Produzent:in
Trauma Tone
Trauma Tone
Produzent:in
Isaac "Soundsfromikey" Copeland
Isaac "Soundsfromikey" Copeland
Mischtechniker:in
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Felipe Spain
Felipe Spain
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She know she her and I'm him, she my lil' motherfuckin' twin
I get high just like a blimp, I burn a **** like hemp
I know your thoughts was skeptical, don't have no worries, I'm credible, yeah
Baby, your body incredible, yeah, baby, your body incredible, yeah
Speedy to go get it, babe, fly your ass out to Jamaica
You know I'm smokin' on flavor, love it when you ain't got no makeup
You better get a grip, fight and we fuck and we back up
I'm finna go hit the bank up, ungrateful ****, should thank us
I be your personal trainer, she step behind like a trailer
Monogram slacks with the blazer, give a lil' **** a taper
Come get your bitch 'fore I take her, on the East Side to Decatur
What's up with you, baby? You comin' or not? I'm finna cop a Bugatti
What's up with these ****? They hatin' a lot, I'm finna shoot up the party
[Chorus]
Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the Army
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike
[Verse 2]
**** in pictures, they tuckin' they ice, run in your spot and I'm leavin' it white
She a bad bitch, that's what I like, take you to Doha, baby, I might
Spin like Sterling, Newman, might, jewelry been hittin' incredible ice
Me and her livin' incredible life, real big shark, yeah, baby, I bite
Money touch the sky, that shit got height, I can put you way, way up in the building
Baby, I'm a real king, yeah, she kneeling, LV Speedy, yeah, come get that
LV Keepall, yeah, come get that, tryna go OC, yeah, I'm with that
Tryna go splurge right now, I'm with that, hold on, put your money up, I got that
Hold on, I'ma hit his ass with a compact, mind, body, soul, yeah, baby, need all that
Give my money right now, I need all that, for real
[Chorus]
Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the Army
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike, yeah
Comin' right now, need all that, shawty got ass, need all that
You can do what you want when you ballin', yeah, I'm tryna wait, these plays keep callin', yeah
She know she her and I'm him, I'm havin' tree, I could sell you a limb
Bitch, I'm a star, you should get this on film, damn, that shit crazy, she thick and slim
I'm out in Houston like Stefon Diggs, yeah, I'm on that block with the Sig, yeah
You know I ain't blowin' no mid, yeah, this shit here the best you can get, yeah
I'm addicted to dough, I admit it, throw a lil' bag if you with me
Only fuckin' with a dime, I'm picky, these streets get slick and sticky, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil' mama down to ride, if I get caught, she alibi
So I ain't got no problem gettin' busy if you get out of line
So if we pull up, then like Denzel, that **** out of time
Them binary triggers on them Glizzys get the same line
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
That's how we hit 'em, yeah
Shoot her whole face like Lillard, yeah, your head half off like Dillard's, yeah
She from AD, Mike Miller, trap from my soul, Bryson Tiller
Ain't nothin' like them **** from the back in the day, don't push me, I might kill ya
[Chorus]
Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the Army
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike
Written by: BC Marse, John Antonio Carrington, Kevin Clark, Russell Favret, Tysen Jay Bolding, Xavier Dotson
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