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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Bongo ByTheWay
Bongo ByTheWay
Programming
Mustard
Mustard
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Uforo Ebong
Uforo Ebong
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Bongo ByTheWay
Bongo ByTheWay
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Sage Skofield
Sage Skofield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Recording Engineer
Luka Toueix
Luka Toueix
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Bongo ByTheWay (Mustard on the beat, hoe) Look Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke) In New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast) Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo) Left wrist, both wrists, and some bricks (Woo) If the opps is in the spot, red dot 'em (Rah) Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt) I got 'em, smoke, I pop 'em Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper T-Raww, I'm on some west coast shit (Business) LaFeezy, live on the Sunset Strip (Yah, T-Raw) Today was a good day, fly as a blimp (Aight, ah, ah) I just booked a round trip, I don't argue with the bitch (No) And my Spanish bitch talk spicy with the lips When the car worth a M, you don't gotta touch the rim Don't ask me the price, cost an arm, leg, and limb (Yah, ayy) When you in the light, niggas wanna steer you dim (Bit') Where you get that from? Niggas gotta say it's him Wanna copy my flow, I switch this shit again Niggas ain't put the work, they don't celebrate the win When you was ballin' with your bitch, I was shootin' in the gym, motherfucker, ah Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke) In New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast) Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo) Left wrist, both wrists, and some bricks (Woo) If the opps is in the spot, red dot 'em (Rah) Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt) I got 'em, smoke, I pop 'em Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper Christian Louboutins like I stepped in pasta But I'll still steam his ass, I'll grab him I'm in that new Dior, Quay in that Prada Don't get it confused, I'll drop him Four door niggas ridin' strap, get straight hacked to the back We don't play disrespect, real talk this not just rap Gang ties in my tat, .22's in the shed Shotgun in my bag, knock off a nigga dreads 36 karats on my wrist That mean there's 36 karats on my bitch (Woo) Shit, how Virgil got me drippin' And it's straight from the faucet in the kitchen Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke) In New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast) Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo) Left wrist, both wrists, and some bricks (Woo) If the opps is in the spot, red dot 'em (Rah) Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt) I got 'em, smoke, I pop 'em Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper (Quavo) West side, North side, yessir (Yessir) East side, south side, let's go to work (Go to work) Right hand in the air, let's pop a Perc' (Pop a Perc') New coupe off the lot, skrrt in the dirt (Skrrt) She came in last place, she can get a shirt (Get a shirt) If she go to first place, baby get a purse (Purse) Cook it in the left hand, whip it in reverse (Whip it) Dead man in the hearse when the gang purge (Uh) 500K on the wrist (Ice), look at me scorin' your bitch (Woo) My diamonds close and they kiss, the skelly came with a fish (Woo) I catch a playoff assist, now watch it jump out the pit (Uh) I can't get caught in the mix I make a hit, I can't miss (Hit) Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke) In New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast) Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo) Left wrist, both wrists, and some bricks (Woo) If the opps is in the spot, red dot 'em (Rah) Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt) I got 'em, smoke, I pop 'em Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper
Writer(s): Uforo Ebong, Quavious Marshall, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Michael Stevenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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