Lyrics: Chase Mitchell
Music: Chase Mitchell
街明かり 華やか (che on the beat)
エーテル麻酔 の 冷たさ
眠れない 午前二時
全てが 急速に変わる
Y-yeah, I throw some cash on you, just 'cause you bad, bitch
You get a pass, don't you? (Yeah) She into cash, money (Woah)
I'm on yo' ass, homie (What?), she lookin' mad, bitch
Boy, yo' whole swag shit (Yeah-yeah), I'm eating catfish
Check, check, this bitch a catfish
I'm in VIP, ****in' hoes and I'm countin' money
I see a mummy, just keep it constant
I'm the ****in' money counter, I just keep on thumbin'
Checks, checks, checks, checks, checks, I'ma throw them up (Bitch)
You know I'm still going far (Yeah, yeah)
Catch somethin', presidential like Obama
She want me, but, no, yeah, no more, don't think I wan' get under
Just know I keep on thumbin' (Checks, checks, checks)
New stick, tote 'em now (Checks)
New stick, tote 'em now (Checks)
We don't do thumbs down (Checks)
Yeah, we don't do thumbs down (Checks)
**** the club up, **** the club up (Checks, checks)
Percocets and blood, bro, cut your tongue off
Y'all say somethin', bro, we let them guns out (Bitch)
We in the club, yeah, until the sun up (Oh, yeah)
Every day we ****ed up, fresh on a Sunday
You done watched me come up (Bitch), how could I calm down?
New stick, tote my Glock, huh, we don't do thumbs down
Got them purple potions, just pour them drugs out, yeah
(Open up the trunk, hey, open up the trunk, yeah)
(Open up the trunk, hey, open up the trunk, yeah)
(Open up the trunk, hey, open up the trunk, yeah)
(Open up the trunk, hey, open up another—)
Audio Engineer: che
Mastering Engineer: Nathaniel Campos
Vocals: che