LYRICS
作词 : Blake Batchman/3dawg Beats
作曲 : Blake Batchman/3dawg Beats
Only th ing I love is money
Commas make me horny 
Ghost my last nigga
He won't doing enough for me (bye)
Shoutout to them bitches who keep my name in they mouth
Just know I'm the big league and you hoes some Girl Scouts
Airplane mode I don't wanna talk if money ain't being mentioned
Thinking she could **** with me this bitch done lost her senses (lost her mind)
If that nigga top fya I'm granting him three wishes
Pulled a him on him now he swear he can't stand bitches
Pulled a him on him now he swear he can't stand hoes
My nigga pull up hellcat, trackhawk, Range Rove
I'm looking good as hell the **** I look like staying inside for
Spilling tea Sheneneh
Bitch I spend a 10 on wardrobe (ten)
I get what I want and send these niggas off like mail (get outta there)
You can be his piece cause I'm the type to give him hell (hell)
He thought he had me put up (ha ha ha)
Crazy as hell
More motion than a lot of niggas that's slanging vacuum seal (ok)
Y'all might think it's drip I just be getting fresh as hell (for real)
Young, raw, turnt bitch
I ain't taking no chill pill
All my ops is dead cause bitches can't be for real
If that nigga **** up I'm gettin back in the field (back up in the field)
Yeah
Yeah
Play dumb
I put belts to ass my nigga putting dracs to drums
Ima blow some bread for real I want every crumb
Pressing p on bitches always make my day fun
Post a pic on Insta to my DMs niggas run (nah for real)
You might think he Za to me this nigga ain't worth nun
Who want smoke with B
They gon need another lung
Screaming **** ya life like I'm from N.Y
Bing bong (dummy)
母带工程师 : Sage Skolfield
艺人制作统筹 : Brooke Da Brand
人声 : BlakeIANA
录音工程师 : Albert Anderson
混音师 : Sage Skolfield