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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Billboard Hitmakers
Billboard Hitmakers
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eduardo Burgess
Eduardo Burgess
Songwriter
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Jonathan de la Rosa
Jonathan de la Rosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Executive Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Alexander Tumay
Alexander Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Billboard Hitmakers
Billboard Hitmakers
Producer

Lyrics

So I just came out the booth to God damn, To hear this, to hear this shit right here. And my niggas, nigga just, nigga just said, "Bruh I just told them the same shit". That nigga say he just told these girls that, He knew what I was 'bout to say. That's crazy, cray-cray, I dig though, You know what I'm sayin'? With a golden shovel, with a iced out AP, Plus a Rollie bezel on another level I say bitch what is you thinkin', we Arthur Blankin' Big cash on me and I got ranking, I'm steady ranking Better stop listenin' to these hoes 'fore you start shrinkin' I know I'm a blood, I'm a gang banger I know ain't a bitch but I'm still singin' Mothafuck the rest, they ain't really bangin' I got the real hitters with me and they dangerous You can't find 'em on no camera but they no namin' Wash 'n powder bae I'm tired, I've been up all night Me and bae Bonnie Clyde, everything we do right Love her vibe, love her vibe, she make me feel so nice She 100, the first day we met, she let me fuck all night Ah-ah-ah, work Do the work baby do the work Tonight baby do the work baby do the work Tonight I wanna chill so you gotta do the work (Rihanna) If you want it you gotta earn it You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn it If you want it bae you gotta earn it Alright, earn-earn-earn it, aye I can tell that you want it baby, I can tell that you need it I can tell that you suckin', fuckin', I can tell you a demon I can tell you a Victoria, baby, I can keep your secret I'ma show you how to win without cheatin', I'ma show you how to beat it Drop top in a Audi car with a big tall demon I'ma let you defeat me, I'ma lead you to victory Like, shoutout to Stevie, but these niggas not seein' me I'm a big dinosaur, B, and these niggas not beatin' me Aye, I'm scared to trust you, I'm scared you'll trick me I done drive by in a armored car but they're still trynna hit me Put 60,000 on my mama ring and it ain't even come out of Tiffany's I can tell you how to get the money but you just gotta listen to me Ah-ah-ah, work Do the work baby do the work Tonight baby do the work baby do the work Tonight I wanna chill so you gotta do the work If you want it you gotta earn it You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn it If you want it bae you gotta earn it Alright, earn-earn-earn it, aye I picked my diamonds out a honey tree I done made a couple millions off of BET I got gangster bitch that ride and they gon' clap for me I just signed a deal with Kevin, baby clap for me Kevin without hundreds on me G check with I pull up on 'em Peep that with my little homies I see all these little clonies (who?) I see you lookin' homie Apple Watch with them boogers on it Turn you down, upside, right baby girl like I'm cookin' on ya I got 70,000 for my last 30 shows (do the math) I done spend a half a million for my family though I think it's time to take my homies thes ride on a boat Show them a good time cause I know they'll do that for me, oh Ah-ah-ah, work Do the work baby do the work Tonight baby do the work baby do the work Tonight I wanna chill all you gotta do is work If you want it you gotta earn it You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn it If you want it bae you gotta earn it Alright, earn-earn-earn it, aye Build a bridge, you better not burn it, aye Better be the number one concerned one, aye I got big dogs and they German, aye Aye, aye, aye, aye
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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