作词 : Dominique Jones/Anthony Mathis/Dion Marquise Hayes/Karon Vantrees/Robert Hill/Christopher Gholson/Jay Jenkins

作曲 : Dominique Jones/Anthony Mathis/Dion Marquise Hayes/Karon Vantrees/Robert Hill/Christopher Gholson/Jay Jenkins

[Intro]

(Antt, hit the track)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]

'Rari sittin' on 24's, ya digg?

I cut the bitch, she couldn't play her role, ya digg?

A couple million plus I spent on clothes, ya digg?

Bitch actin' like she scared, I bought her a Ghost, ya digg?

These lame ass rappers tryna see if I ****ed their bitch, you know I did

Got three hundred pounds at the spot and it all disappeared, you know where they went (What?)

Ain't worried about a ho tellin' her best friend I'm cheap, she know I'm rich

Got four-five hoes on a jet and it's only me, you know I'm lit (Yeah)

I'm a hot head but my heart cold and bitch just wanna thot

I done ran it up, I ain't goin' broke, that shit ain't in my thoughts

I'm a real player, if you play it wrong, you can't keep the shit that I bought

Got a white girl like Mary Jane, tryna swing in like Peter Parker

Can't blame him, that's my son, he just doin' the shit I taught him

On Rodeo in a Maybach, they think that that's Rick Ross

Wanna **** me, she a broke bitch, sorry boo, that's a big, "Hell nah"

Wanna sneak diss, it's cool though, but your ass better not get caught (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Veeze]

Got 50's/fifties, 30's/thirties, switches, every pole, ya digg?

Brand new money, blue notes fallin' out my clothes, ya digg?

This my business, can't nobody know, ya digg? (Nah)

Nigga shakin' my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya digg? (Shh)

These lame ass niggas get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Alright)

When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I'ma know it's real (Ooh)

I'm heavy handed pourin' and all my cups be over spiled

I done popped me a Act', a pint, this shit so red like roadkill

[Verse 2: Veeze]

That lil' hunnid thou', I made that shit five times, no deally (****)

He rap about opps but ain't put demons down, he silly (Haha)

I'ma shop when I land, I ain't gotta take no bags, each city (Yeah)

I'm ****in' his bitch and talkin' about it in my raps, he gon' kill me

I'm walkin' a check, got six-fifty on each leg, ya digg? (Yeah)

Dollar Faygo, nah, it's worth a band, ya digg? (Ooh)

Amiri flannel blue, I'm dressed like Craig, ya digg? (Ooh)

Just like Simon, bitch, better do what I say, ya digg?

I go to the club with it on me, I seen niggas die tryna run to the whip, yeah

My life is a movie like Paid in Full, my unles, they hate that I'm rich, yeah

I might go to hell, I'll ice skate with the devil before I put faith in a bitch

I ****ed her so good, she ain't ask for the money, I was 'posed to be payin' her rent

I'm givin' the blicks to the shorties for free, but they only get paid for a hit

I'm capital P, how I'm peelin' these pints and paintin' these pops like Prince, yeah

It come out the wrapper, it shine and glisten, it look like the fakes on a fish

The way I was kickin' my pimpin', a regular nigga, he can't even digg (Damn)

I done dressed up, all my cups look like Suge Knight, you know they red

My Glock so switched, it went from Kris to Caitlyn, you know it's trans

Who that flew by in the 'Rari, smae color Trae Young? You know that's twin

I done ****ed this ho for a year, I ain't go on no date, she know we friends (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Veeze]

Got 50's/fifties, 30's/thirties, switches, every pole, ya digg?

Brand new money, blue notes fallin' out my clothes, ya digg?

This my business, can't nobody know, ya digg?

Nigga shakin' my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya digg?

These lame ass niggas get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Nah)

When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I'ma know it's real

I'm heavy handed pourin' and all my cups be over spiled

I done popped me a Act', a pint, this shit so red like roadkill

[Verse 3: 42 Dugg]

I'd rather chase that check, that bag, stash 9 M's over 1.5

Damn right, I got a dime, they don't see me

I was probably wearin' Tru's before Chief Keef

Drop a five in the Sprite, bitch, pink, pink (Yeah)

If I knock a bitch down, hear, "Ding, ding"

Time to go, Chrome Hearts vest four thousand (Yeah)

What about the coat? Turnt young nigga, I know

Never surrender, nigga askin' why I tote, bet if I up, I blow

****ed they bitch, I know, 100 G's, five for a show, nigga

I got the Cat, the Track, the Urus, the bac, I bet if I call she **** (Hello?)

I got T-Rex the bike, T-Rex the truck, that shit like two hundred somethin' plus

I'm the turntest nigga you know from the city, you digg?

Bitch, if we catch him, you know we gon' kill him, on my kids

This Big 4 shit so for real, I still spin just for the thrill

But where you at? I'm on his heels, pull up on me, I'm at Liv (Miami)