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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaden
Jaden
Vocals
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tremaine Winfrey
Tremaine Winfrey
Songwriter
Omarr Rambert
Omarr Rambert
Songwriter
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Kuwanna Jasmine Moore
Kuwanna Jasmine Moore
Songwriter
Jaden Syre Smith
Jaden Syre Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungFyre
YoungFyre
Producer
Thomas Cullison
Thomas Cullison
Assistant Recording Engineer
Derrick Jenner
Derrick Jenner
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ben Cole
Ben Cole
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Armstrong
John Armstrong
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Harris
Josh Harris
Assistant Recording Engineer
Elodie Filleul
Elodie Filleul
Assistant Recording Engineer
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Assistant Recording Engineer
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Mixing Engineer
Brian Goddard
Brian Goddard
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Calvin Bailiff
Calvin Bailiff
Assistant Recording Engineer
James Chul Rim
James Chul Rim
Recording Engineer
Josh Sellers
Josh Sellers
Assistant Recording Engineer
Omarr
Omarr
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, oh, hahaha I said, "We ain't getting in this bitch" They smoking the gas now (Yeah), I done caught contact (Yeah) My iPhone is smashed now (Oh), I got new contacts (Oh) Itchy, my eyes I'ma scratch now like I need new contacts Put my bros on the MAC now (What?), I'm signing new contracts Bro, lay off the lean, like "Fuck do you mean?" Take shit out of context (Uh, huh) There's blood on the leaves, leave what we leave, I'm here for the contracts Got more money than me, we taking your vehicle, call it a car jack (Oh) Don't let him misread you, he gon' deceive you, hit him no call back (Get it) Hell are my broads at? They where my dawgs at (Uh, huh) These niggas floor flat (Uh), what's with the war slatt (Uh) I done lost contact (Uh), hit and don't call back (Yeah) The street a hundred and ten feel (Yeah, let's go), like Willy Wombat Talk shit, gossip then I go (Eskeetit, eskeetit, yeah) Supermodel in my robe (Hey, yeah) All these diamonds not for show (No, Chateau rain) I was swallowed by the bowl (Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, grr, grr) When I pull up,and it's all of the homies (Yeah) Don't act like you know me, you're playing it close (Close) They claiming it's raining, well that's what they told me I told 'em to show me, I'm ready to go You niggas been lonely When we go to check ya, don't fold like bologna I thought you would know (Hey) Soundtrack is Spiderman, me and the homies And shoutout to Sony, I'm ready to go (Shit, yeah) Ready to go, I'm ready to go I put in my vote like my senators Don't keep the ten on my toes and my head on a roll shit (Goddamn) Like (Shit) I never paint 'em, my head is a globe I swing for the tennis, I'm stressing the strobe And if they didn't know, I'm letting 'em know (Shit) They smoking the gas now (What?), out on cold contact (Let's go) My iPhone is smashed now (What?), I got new contacts (Oh) Itchy, my eyes I'ma scratch now like I need new contacts (I do) Put my bros on the MAC now (Yeah), I'm signing new contracts Talk shit, gossip then I go (Eskeetit, eskeetit, yeah) Supermodel in my robe (Hey, yeah) All these diamonds not for show (No, Chateau rain) I was swallowed by the bowl (Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, grr, grr)
Writer(s): Tramaine Winfrey, Rakim Mayers, Kuwanna Moore, Omarr Rambert, Jaden Syre Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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