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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Hunxho
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ibrahim Dodo
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mike Tucci
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Cole Graham
Ingénierie de prise de son
Dom
Production
Nico Baran
Production
Yetty
Production
Paroles
Ah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Yeah
I took time out the streets (time out the streets)
You want Benz or a Jeep? (Benz or a Jeep?)
You tryna make love on the beach (love on the beach)
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad (bad-bad)
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad (mad-mad)
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max (Mad Max)
They're sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags (she got mad bags)
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice (Chalice)
I don't do second chances
I don't talk a lot, but girl, for you, I'll answer
I don't really shoot my shot, but when I shoot, it's not jammin'
And baby, I can't give my heart to you 'cause I'm damaged
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Call, I'll be there (call, I'll be there)
Fall, I'll be there (fall, I'll be there)
Runnin' with my heart, I feel I'm all out of breath (I'm all out of breath)
Don't be feeding me lies, I rather starve myself
I took time out the streets (time out the streets)
You want Benz or a Jeep? (You want Benz or a Jeep?)
You tryna make love on the beach (love on the beach)
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad (bad-bad)
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad (I go mad-mad)
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max (Mad Max)
They're sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags (she got mad bags)
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice (Chalice)
Heart so anemic
Scars, I'm bleedin' (bleedin')
A hundred thou', wow
How can a car be a demon?
You get what you ask me for, I'm like a genie
I make 'em disappear, oh Lord, I'm like Houdini
Bitches tryna get my heart, know they been fiendin'
Put my guard up, they still won't cross me like I'm Jesus
Put my guard up, and still won't cross me like a reason
Can't give 'em a reason, yeah
He don't wanna be me 'cause I'm bleedin', yeah
Opps don't wanna slide 'cause we too deep in here
Baby, I'm so bloody I can't see or hear
Can't run out of money, people need me here
I took time out the streets (time out the streets)
You want Benz or a Jeep? (Benz or a Jeep?)
You tryna make love on the beach (love on the beach)
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad (bad-bad)
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad (mad-mad)
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max (Mad Max)
They're sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags (she got mad bags)
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice (Chalice)
Yeah, yeah
She got me mad-mad
Mad-mad
Girl, you make me mad-mad
Girl, I want you bad-bad, bad-bad
Writer(s): Adam Smith, Nicolas Baran, Ibrahim Muhammad Dodo, Aiden Hunter Sr Yetman
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