Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Southside
Southside
Producer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Engineer
Miguel Scott
Miguel Scott
Assistant Recording Engineer
Les Bateman
Les Bateman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Moffett
Greg Moffett
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Mixing Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Draped in all designer, draped in all designer Draped in all designer, draped in all designer I got all exotic bitches you gon' think I'm racist I just called a gang of bitches out of immigration You gon' think we printing money cause the way we make it I got all these fucking whips and ain't got no payments Pink slips sitting in the dash fuck with me Got a gang of broads riding and they on drugs with me Got a gang of cash on me like I brought the plug with me Niggas for looking for the plug nigga I the plug really Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug I dropped a few whoopty whoops in my cup Put it on my tab put her on my tab Franchise tag on me Bron Bron Steph Curry wrists nigga Oakland Percies for the bitches Bishop magic Don Juan Standing ovation and an encore And I keep the check Nike concord Pink slips sitting in the dash fuck with me Got a gang of broads riding with me, on drugs with me Got a gang of cash on me like I brought the plug with me Niggas for looking for the plug nigga I the plug really Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Whole time I was ready They was like "hold up wait a minute" I was like "nah nigga let's get it" This that OVO Halloween gang, you know how I'm rocking already If you come here trying to take some there's a lot more where that came from And it really ain't no thing, I got Summer P in this thing I just drop the jig in my Red Bull and it really gave me wings Ya, ya up and away Y'all should have seen this shit coming in May We doing 300 records a day Who really think they can get in the way Nah, nah, niggas is bitter they hurting Look at the business mergers Throwed back when I'm swerving Big body my Suburban Everything I do on purpose I'm blowing up like I'm urgent And she was acting like a virgin I gave it to her then I curved her Pink slips sitting in the dash fuck with me Got a gang of broads riding and they on drugs with me Got a gang of cash on me like I brought the plug with me Niggas for looking for the plug nigga I the plug really Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug Really I'm the plug, really I'm the plug
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Nayvadius Wilburn, Joshua Howard Luellen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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