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Hunxho
Hunxho
Chant
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Ibrahim Dodo
Ibrahim Dodo
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Cole Graham
Cole Graham
Ingénierie de prise de son
Dom
Dom
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Nico Baran
Nico Baran
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Yetty
Yetty
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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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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