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Description
Vocals: K-Trap
Vocals: G Herbo
Mixing Engineer: Prince Galalie
Producer: Adb Beats
Producer: Isaiah Valmont
Producer: Daniel Highs
Producer: Ricodahitmaker
Composer Lyricist: K-Trap
Composer Lyricist: G Herbo
Lyrics and translation
Original
808 Mao crew.
Hey, BB, play that shit
Yo, I'm where the steppers are, rich shit Shoot the cigarette out this Kelly messenger Treacherous, but we do it effortless New stick up here with the rest, it's gotta settle in Plate them up and tape it up We don't do a salt, we put like pepper in Pull up half a ticket full of ice, bitch with a pretty face Mini
Kelly on, I hit the States, I need a mini cake Survivor's guilt, that's all what's really on a nigga's thoughts now Cali with a driver while my niggas doin' walk downs
Bow, bow They don't know the half or know the full I'm in Harrods, fuck the store up when they're passin' me the bill It's like half you niggas bills Get to work, that's with a blade, but we sharper with the steel Bought a jet with this Patek
Still trench, mix the chrome with the Hermès Hit the booth so I can vent Still pain, but we just mask it up And I ain't change, I pack this flame in this Ferrari truck
I ain't change They blessed me with the millions, I'm still in it, I ain't change
I pull up in this double R, still give the beggars change I might have switched my watches up, upgrade a couple chains And even with this ice, I pull up plain 'cause
I ain't change Or maybe, man, I might She flew in in the night, I'm feelin' nice, -upgrade her flight Told me that I changed -She changed -She told me that I changed -I changed -She told me that I changed -Pull up, pull up in two black Range
Escalades with gang Ten chains, Audemars, big rings Hundred K stacks, all hundreds, ain't no change Nigga, all through the fame, I ain't change, nigga Trauma in my brain, I ain't never went insane Did a high, still manage out in traffic with the same killers Clutchin' on my semi-automatic Had a clap, I ain't forget it Pockets flat, we made it happen, started trappin' with narcotics All that static, we got at it Loaded straps in Pharaoh attic Fell in love with fast cash, big ol' bags, I gotta have it Got so turnt when I start rappin', turned my
Breitling to a Rollie Turned my Rollie to a Patek, turned my Patek to a palace I done been in gunfights, I seen flames and smelled tallis Noticed something wasn't right, I shook his hand and felt malice Threaten my life and I'ma shoot like that white man that left Dallas I'm a Libra, beat the trenches and got rich, I kept -balance, nigga -I ain't change They blessed me with the millions, I'm still in it, I ain't change I pull up in this double R, still give the beggars change I might have switched my watches up, upgrade a couple chains And even with this ice, I pull up plain 'cause I ain't change Or maybe, man, I might She flew in in the night, I'm feelin' nice, upgrade her flight Told me that I changed
She changed -She told me that I changed -I changed
They told me that I changed