Released: July 25, 2018
Songwriter: Ricky P Westen Weiss Trippie Redd
Producer: Westen Weiss Ricky P
[Intro]
Aha, good one Richard
Ayy Ricky, let 'em out
Huh, yeah (Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on)
Yeah (Sliding, 1400)
Yeah
[Verse]
Ayy, woke up one day like fuck it
I feel like turning nothing into something
Get to sliding on these niggas in a bucket
Roll down the window on these niggas, get to dumping (Dump)
I don't fuck with these niggas, Uncle Ruckus
I just retaliate, fuck repercussions, I'm stunting (Yeah he do that, true)
Lil' nigga on a pistol, I'm clutching, yeah (Fuck it)
Lil' nigga know he on a different bracket (Yeah)
My money stretch long, bitch, Mr. Fantastic (Yeah)
Known to pull up, nigga, if it's static
Roll down the window, nigga, get to clapping (Boom)
Yeah, catch your pussy ass out in traffic
You lil' niggas always mothafucking lackin' and slackin' (Know we slide)
Yeah, been fire like a dragon
Flying carpets in this bitch, nigga like Aladdin (Huh)
This a Persian rug, and we drunk in love, let's do fucking drugs, yeah (Huh)
Put my love above, boolin' with the thugs, diamonds in my slugs (Uh, bitch)
Ayy, sippin' on that d'ussé, uh, shawty do whatever I do say, uh
Big flexing with your boo thang, uh, yeah I switch cars like my mood swings, woah
[Chorus]
I need a whole lotta cash (I need some money), need a whole lotta cash (I need some money)
I need a whole lotta racks, I need a whole lotta racks (Need some racks)
Yeah, I need a whole lotta cash (Cash), I need a whole lotta cash (Lotta cash), uh
Switch cars like my mood swings, hoping that a nigga don't crash
Yeah, but I'ma still do the dash (Dash), and leave a pussy ass nigga in the past (Past)
Ayy, sonning niggas I'm your dad (I'm your dad)
Now go tell people where you got your swag
[Outro]
You know where you got it from nigga
You got it from, uh
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on
Lil', lil' bitch
Now I'm done
Aha, good one Richard
Ayy Ricky, let 'em out
Huh, yeah (Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on)
Yeah (Sliding, 1400)
Yeah
[Verse]
Ayy, woke up one day like fuck it
I feel like turning nothing into something
Get to sliding on these niggas in a bucket
Roll down the window on these niggas, get to dumping (Dump)
I don't fuck with these niggas, Uncle Ruckus
I just retaliate, fuck repercussions, I'm stunting (Yeah he do that, true)
Lil' nigga on a pistol, I'm clutching, yeah (Fuck it)
Lil' nigga know he on a different bracket (Yeah)
My money stretch long, bitch, Mr. Fantastic (Yeah)
Known to pull up, nigga, if it's static
Roll down the window, nigga, get to clapping (Boom)
Yeah, catch your pussy ass out in traffic
You lil' niggas always mothafucking lackin' and slackin' (Know we slide)
Yeah, been fire like a dragon
Flying carpets in this bitch, nigga like Aladdin (Huh)
This a Persian rug, and we drunk in love, let's do fucking drugs, yeah (Huh)
Put my love above, boolin' with the thugs, diamonds in my slugs (Uh, bitch)
Ayy, sippin' on that d'ussé, uh, shawty do whatever I do say, uh
Big flexing with your boo thang, uh, yeah I switch cars like my mood swings, woah
[Chorus]
I need a whole lotta cash (I need some money), need a whole lotta cash (I need some money)
I need a whole lotta racks, I need a whole lotta racks (Need some racks)
Yeah, I need a whole lotta cash (Cash), I need a whole lotta cash (Lotta cash), uh
Switch cars like my mood swings, hoping that a nigga don't crash
Yeah, but I'ma still do the dash (Dash), and leave a pussy ass nigga in the past (Past)
Ayy, sonning niggas I'm your dad (I'm your dad)
Now go tell people where you got your swag
[Outro]
You know where you got it from nigga
You got it from, uh
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on
Lil', lil' bitch
Now I'm done