作词 : Horace Walls/Tyler David Maline/Raymond Reichenbach

作曲 : Horace Walls/Tyler David Maline/Raymond Reichenbach

[Chorus: The Kid LAROI]

Bitch, this is a money conversation (Oh yeah)

Look at where I come from, it's amazing

Under California sun, on the beach getting faded

Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (Yeah)

Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under thirty (Oh yeah)

They ain't ever seen that shit (Yeah)

Brand new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

[Verse 1: Nardo Wick]

Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' up

Suitcase for my racks, they say that duffle wasn't big enough

Sent her to the doctor 'cause her bottom wasn't big enough

I got lots of choppers for the oppers, we gon' hit 'em up

We don't do the woofin', go find someone else to howl at

Big chains, swinging on my neck like a ball back

Grape guts, I put purple seats in my trackhawk, ho

Don't get mad at me, she told me, "Hit her", that ain't my fault

General, never taking orders, I'm a big boss

If I tell 'em go, they gon' spiral like a football

Bloop-bloop, Nardo came through drippin' like a wet stream

She don't want relations, she say she just wanna sext me

Never call my phone, if you need me, better text me

[Chorus: The Kid LAROI]

Caught a million dollar vacation (Vacation)

Bitch, this is a money conversation (Oh yeah)

Look at where I come from, it's amazing

Under California sun, on the beach getting faded

Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (Yeah)

Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under thirty (Oh yeah)

They ain't ever seen that shit (Yeah)

Brand new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (Let's go)

Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' up

Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' up

Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' u