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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Songwriter
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Songwriter
Mathias Liyew
Mathias Liyew
Songwriter
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Daron Jones
Daron Jones
Songwriter
Kevin Wales
Kevin Wales
Songwriter
Steven Jordan
Steven Jordan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Producer
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Ambeeza
Ambeeza
Producer
A ‘Bainz’ Bains
Mixing Engineer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Jenso "JP" Plymouth
Jenso "JP" Plymouth
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Bryan Anzel
Bryan Anzel
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Wheezy outta here Drop to my knees Beggin' you, please Lickin' my teeth Call the police I'm searchin' for peace Nuttin' three or four times Automatic drapes gonna wake you, no blinds You're my mommy, yes, I know, ma Someone call the officer, lift the blouse on her (Ayy) Skinny dippin' with me and the shoes came first 2020 Bentley and it's all for her (Sheesh) Keep it pimpin' with me and we both say, "Church" (Woo) I did Oxycontin for the first time (Yee) Better hide your wifey, I'm on thirst time Jewelry on me icy, I'm on surf time Fall to my knees You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe, yeah (Yeah) You helpin' me to breathe, baby You helpin' me to (Oh, oh, oh) You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Baby), yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Baby), yeah You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe You helpin' me to breathe, baby, yeah You helpin' me to breathe (yeah, yeah, Future Hendrix) Helpin' me breathe (Yeah, yeah) You weaken my knees (Yeah, yeah) Got your Cubans obese, makin' it hard for you to leave Popped a pill just to count this money, I been up for a week (Up) I bought Prada 'cause I'm proud of you to keep it a G (Proud of you), yeah Cleanin' up fresh new designer, I'm goin' to surf (Surf) I'll let you hit two cups of lean, then it's church (Church) Broke down my bells You were right there baggin' my bowls up (Bag it up) Some red bottoms for you like it's a dozen of roses (Yeah) Cop Eliante too, top tiers lookin' like gold dust (yeah, yeah) I'm snatchin' up that coupe for you, put Ferarri on your motor, girl Snatchin' up that new foreign that pretty girl in the morning I done tried these 'shrooms, but you already rollin' (All night) Took you 'cross the moon, you on the left ('Cross the moon) When you high, and you jet fly, money storm in I know you photogenic Monday through Sunday (I can see it) I'm keepin' my eyes on you, you iconic (Soldier) You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me), yeah (Yeah) You helpin' me to breathe, baby You helpin' me to (Oh, helpin' me) You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe), yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe), yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe, baby), yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe, baby), yeah You helpin' me to breathe (Breathe), yeah You helpin' me to breathe, yeah You helpin' me to breathe, baby (Baby) You helpin' me to breathe (Don't make me suffer if it's nothin') Without my heart, there's a chance I could die I'll help no opp, some chance I could die I'm gettin' 'bout high as that I'ma touch the sky Comin' from the projects, most of these bitches shiesty But you helpin' me to breathe (You helpin' me to breathe)
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Sean Aaron Momberger, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Steven Jordan, Kevin J. Wales, Nayvadius Wilburn, Daron Tavaris Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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