Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sugarhill Ddot
Sugarhill Ddot
Rap
Luh Tyler
Luh Tyler
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Darrian Jimenez
Darrian Jimenez
Songwriter
Lucas Sarudiansky
Lucas Sarudiansky
Songwriter
Luke David Hebert
Luke David Hebert
Songwriter
Nikhil Seetharam
Nikhil Seetharam
Songwriter
Onika Maraj
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Tyler Meeks
Tyler Meeks
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AyooLucas
AyooLucas
Producer
Ndup
Ndup
Producer
Nicholas Cavalieri
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Grrah, grrah, grrah (you're gonna end up dead too, everything for Notti) Grrah, grrah, grrah (yo, Lucas, you heard?) In Miami, walkin' through the club, got a baddie, she ready to fuck Fly in the Benz, she suckin' me up (grrah), pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (grrah-grrah-boom) She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that? Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (grrah) Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that 'cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (shh) Now let's talk on the facts, tell these niggas go get them a bag Big money, I could never do bad, for lil' Notti, you know I'ma blast (on bro) Growin' up, I ain't really have shit, I was 13 totin' the ratchet (no cap) For lil' Notti, we ball like the Mavericks (don't forget that we make every basket, on bro) Can't take no breaks, knew it was real when I bumped into Drake (shh) Remember my teacher said I won't be great, look at me now, I'm the face of the state It wasn't luck, nigga, it was faith (grrah), look at this drip, it ain't fake (on bro) 'Member 'em times, got low from the jakes, me and Notti on a chase (grrah-grrah) Couple shots if they mention his name Got all these demons that's stuck in my brain (everything for Notti) Can't wait 'til I cop me a chain All of these niggas gon' hate on the fame (on bro) Late night, we stickin' on Collins, free all the bros that's stuck on the island (free the guys) Free 30, he was just on timin', in the stoleys, we was really wildin' Everything for Notti In Miami, walkin' through the club, got a baddie, she ready to fuck Fly in the Benz, she suckin' me up, pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (grrah-grrah, boom) She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that? Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (grrah) Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that 'cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (grrah-grrah-boom) In Miami, walkin' through the club, got a baddie, she ready to fuck (grrah) Fly in the bed, she suckin' me up (grrah), pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (baow-baow-baow) She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that? Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (baow-baow-boom) Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that 'cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (grrah) I'm chasin' that paper while a nigga be sleep (sleep), yeah, do that seven days a week (a week) When I walk in the booth, know it's finna be heat (okay), like, why niggas fakin'? They cap on the beat (they cap) Niggas cap on the beat, they really be fakin', this bitch, she a baddie, and she love to shake it No, they ain't believe that I was gon' make it, bitch, we on the way, you gotta have patience I'm feelin' like Uzi, I just wanna rock, yeah, bro tryna get a nigga knocked I'm smokin' on gas, it stank like a sock, she get on my nerves, a bitch gettin' blocked Nigga on the way skraight up to the top (on gang), wake up, runnin' up guap (up guap) Your bitch on go, no, she can't be stopped If I ask her where she at, she droppin' the dot (droppin' the dot) In Miami, walkin' through the club, got a baddie, she ready to fuck Fly in the Benz, she suckin' me up, pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (grrah-grrah-boom) She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that? Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (grrah) Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that 'cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (grrah-grrah-boom) In Miami, walkin' through the club, got a baddie, she ready to fuck (grrah) Fly in the Benz, she suckin' me up (grrah), pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (grrah-grrah-baow) She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that? Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (baow-baow-boom) Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that 'cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (grrah) Grrah, everything for Notti, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah It's that lil' Ddot nigga, man, you know the vibes, man, I'm in the yams There's a bunch of legs out here Damn, damn, damn, damn Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Darrian Jimenez, Lucas Sarudiansky, Luke David Hebert, Nikhil Seetharam, Onika Maraj, Tyler Meeks, Tyler Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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