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Description

Programmer, Producer: Young Madz

Programmer, Producer: DISCERN

Vocalist: Jenn Carter

Vocalist: Kyle Richh

Vocalist: Key Glock

Mixing Engineer: Angel “Young Prototype” Moreno

Additional Mixing Engineer: Ryan Moutenot

Mastering Engineer: Kevin Peterson

Composer Lyricist: Jennifer Akpofure

Composer Lyricist: Markeyvius Cathey

Composer Lyricist: Olatunde Fasheun

Composer Lyricist: Madhahir Abudlaziz

Composer Lyricist: Elijah Grimmond

Composer Lyricist: Chadron Moore

Composer Lyricist: Radric Davis

Lyrics and translation

Original

Graah.

It's called a dickhead.

Graah. Turn it up.

Graah. Bitches say I'm the best in the game. All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat.

I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

My diamonds water the drain. Don't give a fuck about fame.

Bitch, I step on the court, James. I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

They keep on sayin' my name, when they see me, it's nothin'.

If you not talkin' 'bout money, it's the end of discussion.

And my G ho like a dozen, clearance, Tricia with the Tricia. Ain't no time for an eruption.

I made movies in London.

All, all them niggas keep dissin', I swear that they not gettin' far.

Bitch, I got some money and still cannot tell I'm a star.

I just patch up my scars, sippin' Wock, feel bizarre. Glistens on the radar. I point the arrow at the chart.

Bitch, when I walk in the spot, they gon' follow my lead.

Every time that I drop, know the money increase. All these blessings, I ain't even sneeze.

Two-twenty-six out in turn to a beast. Not a thottie, say jen, jen, jen. Keep my

Drac', I don't need new friends. Bullshit, man, 'til you hop up in the booth.

Where the brodie? You need to go then. Graah. Bitches say I'm the best in the game.

All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat. I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. My diamonds water the drain.

Don't give a fuck about fame. Bitch, I step on the court, James.

I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, -yeah. -New car, just lost the brain.

Middle fingers up to the fame. All in NYC with that thing.

Real eight-figure nigga, still bang. Niggas do anything for a chain. Bitches do anything for a dollar.

Shout out Ben Frank, my partner. Ran that shit up from the bottom.

Ran this shit up, no problem. Yeah, green light gang, no stoppin'. I hang with goons and goblins.

These hoes be broke and garbage. New 'Rari, truck is foreign.

I'm cutthroat, never sorry. I bought like forty-one choppers. Forty-one.

-Yeah. -Goonie ready to die for this shit.

Four deep on they block, twenty-five in the clip.

I'm like a keyboard the way that I click. I been itchin' to empty the clip on they clique.

Shit, I fell in love with this stick. I'ma finger the trigger like it was a clit-ish.

Media fuck with the pics. We make R-rated movies, we don't do the skits, bitch.

Go, go, go, go. These, these on my body, I gotta go.

And if she gonna wear, I know we gettin' low. Niggas get on they soul, start dissin'.

They see me in person, they energy different. But I always believe in my vision.

It's fours on top, nigga, we in -the building. -Graah.

Bitches say I'm the best in the game. All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat. I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. My diamonds water the drain.

Don't give a fuck about fame. Bitch, I step on the court, James.

I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Turn it up.

English translation

Graah.

It's called a dickhead.

Graah. Turn it up.

Graah. Bitches say I'm the best in the game. All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat.

I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

My diamonds water the drain. Don't give a fuck about fame.

Bitch, I step on the court, James. I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

They keep on sayin' my name, when they see me, it's nothin'.

If you not talkin' 'bout money, it's the end of discussion.

And my G ho like a dozen, clearance, Tricia with the Tricia. Ain't no time for an eruption.

I made movies in London.

All, all them niggas keep dissin', I swear that they not gettin' far.

Bitch, I got some money and still cannot tell I'm a star.

I just patch up my scars, sippin' Wock, feel bizarre. Glistens on the radar. I point the arrow at the chart.

Bitch, when I walk in the spot, they gon' follow my lead.

Every time that I drop, know the money increase. All these blessings, I ain't even sneeze.

Two-twenty-six out in turn to a beast. Not a thottie, say jen, jen, jen. Keep my

Drac', I don't need new friends. Bullshit, man, 'til you hop up in the booth.

Where the brodie? You need to go then. Graah. Bitches say I'm the best in the game.

All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat. I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. My diamonds water the drain.

Don't give a fuck about fame. Bitch, I step on the court, James.

I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, -yeah. -New car, just lost the brain.

Middle fingers up to the fame. All in NYC with that thing.

Real eight-figure nigga, still bang. Niggas do anything for a chain. Bitches do anything for a dollar.

Shout out Ben Frank, my partner. Ran that shit up from the bottom.

Ran this shit up, no problem. Yeah, green light gang, no stoppin'. I hang with goons and goblins.

These hoes be broke and garbage. New 'Rari, truck is foreign.

I'm cutthroat, never sorry. I bought like forty-one choppers. Forty-one.

-Yeah. -Goonie ready to die for this shit.

Four deep on they block, twenty-five in the clip.

I'm like a keyboard the way that I click. I been itchin' to empty the clip on they clique.

Shit, I fell in love with this stick. I'ma finger the trigger like it was a clit-ish.

Media fuck with the pics. We make R-rated movies, we don't do the skits, bitch.

Go, go, go, go. These, these on my body, I gotta go.

And if she gonna wear, I know we gettin' low. Niggas get on they soul, start dissin'.

They see me in person, they energy different. But I always believe in my vision.

It's fours on top, nigga, we in -the building. -Graah.

Bitches say I'm the best in the game. All the baddies be sayin' my name.

With my twins, I be feelin' like Wayne on this beat. I'ma bug out, I might pop a vein.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. My diamonds water the drain.

Don't give a fuck about fame. Bitch, I step on the court, James.

I'm in the party, I leave hurricane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Turn it up.

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