More songs by YFN Lucci
Description
Producer: AK
Producer: Money XO
Programmer: AK
Executive Producer: Dae'Shawn "Dae-Day" Shelton
A And R Administrator: Essence Carson
Executive Producer: G. "Fly" Henry
Executive Producer: Gilles Walters
A& R: Justin “Teddy” Harris
Mixer, Recorded By: Keith Dawson
Executive Producer: Keith Dawson
A And R Administrator: Lisa Smith Craig
Programmer: Money XO
Masterer: Travis Louis
Executive Producer: YFN Lucci
Vocals: YFN Lucci
Writer: Rayshawn Bennett
Writer: Alvin Kumar
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah!
Fly nigga.
So, who better?
-Uh. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Highway. Damn. -Still screaming long live Big.
Look, I remember days he would say I'd be this big. On this shit like I can't piss.
Huh, even if I get ten, your honor, man, I'm innocent.
Can't be playing on the internet. Look, save the small talk for your dogs, I ain't into that.
Aye, I'm a dog when it's 'bout a check. Aye, if I fall, then you better catch.
After I dog her, I tell her next.
Okay, look, penthouse on beach gang, bitch, all of us in that. If you let me hit once, you always gon' spin back.
She told her friend, now they all in my business.
Fucked on her friend, now they all in they feelings. Okay, look, Fly told me not to, and I damn sure ain't listen.
I fucked up 'cause everything come with consequences.
Go get your bucks up, 'cause going against us, you gotta spin, nigga.
You nigga lucked up, you better thank God I went to prison. Look, got your main bitch begging me to put the tip in.
I was just playing in your mouth, we ain't kissing.
I just put two hundred in my mouth, ain't no French kiss. And I went Picasso in the house on some rich shit.
-I say yeah.
-And they keep telling me that I'm different. Mom knew I was a problem since an infant.
I just spent over a million in an instant. I just came home like I never lost a penny.
Okay, Dominicans, Black bitches, long hair Indians.
We gon' get this money and leave it all to our descendants. Uh, twenty Rolls trucks with the found, now I'm trending.
House so damn big, park a Lamb' in the kitchen.
Thought I was a Blood, all these Bs dis affiliate. I can't take advice from no dweeb, you're a civilian.
You ain't never scrape, so I don't need your opinion.
You don't know the feeling when your palm steady itching. You know I fuck with bro because he aim with precision.
We ain't aiming at nigga, man, we aiming for a trillion.
Cartier frame, solid tap, do your big one. All rose gold, scaly plain, it's a big one.
Look, Louis luggage, hopping out the plane like I'm Boston. George, we don't ever talk to them boys.
Okay, look, brought a million dollars to the hood, fuck awards.
They say I'm worth a million on the Fourth, it ain't enough.
I just came home, you still playing catch-up. The paint on the 'Rari mustard, ketchup.
Look, you gotta stop lying to these hoes, word to Troy.
And when you don't tell the truth, it make it hard to open up.
And when the whip bulletproof, the door hard to open up. And when the car is a coupe, you got it all set up.
When you pray about it, make it all better. When you pray about it, make it all better.
We were fucked up and ain't nobody help us. We were fucked up and ain't nobody help us.
Uh, mmm, uh. Mmm, mmm, mmm.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.