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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
David Mescon
David Mescon
Songwriter
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Terrence Rolle
Terrence Rolle
Songwriter
Benjamin Diehl
Benjamin Diehl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
David Mescon
David Mescon
Producer
Terrence Rolle
Terrence Rolle
Producer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Recording Engineer
Carlos Bedoya
Carlos Bedoya
Recording Engineer
Daniel Escobar
Daniel Escobar
Assistant Engineer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

We live a party life, turnt up all night Enjoy the moment, uh You fought the hardest fights, wipe tears from your eyes It feel good, don't it? (Don't it) Uh, take off and let your hair down Went AWOL, I see you here now Watch the gang ball, they all care now And every claim false, we don't care about Party life all night, bitch, I'm lit Dancin' under the starlights, this my shit Celine hoodie and Off-White for my kicks Heard he ballin' part-time, he on the bench, uh Heart eyes for my bitch Tryna make this one night we won't forget, uh And we still ain't been asleep 'cause we ain't tryin' to Gang fuckin' up the scene when we slide through Uh, hoppin' out of foreigns, stick on me while I walk it out It ain't 'bout money, what the fuck we really talkin' 'bout? Uh, I remember million dollar schemes, all I thought about Now we just party and bullshit until they bring my coffin out We live a party life, turnt up all night Enjoy the moment, uh You fought the hardest fights, wipe tears from your eyes It feel good, don't it? (Don't it) Uh, take off and let your hair down Went AWOL, I see you here now Watch the gang ball, they all care now And every claim false, we don't care about (woo) Party starter, I feel played and I'ma act on it To live this life I'm livin', I went through hell And I came back from it (through hell) I think it's cute she say she never comin' back Ran into her three weeks ago, exact And made her throw that pussy back for me Even when it's blue, the flame ain't hotter than this Weed, prescription drugs, I had it all in my piss One in the head of my lil' pistol, make the biggest gangsta get low Shoot a nigga on stage, I'll turn your show into a shitshow, nigga Yeah, niggas been hatin' on Baby from the get-go, nigga But he still that nigga, your kids, your mama, and your bitch know So fuck your win, boy, I ain't tryna party with them lames I'd rather kick back with my people 'Cause family matters like the Winslows, nigga We live a party life, turnt up all night (Carl Winslow and them, nigga) Enjoy the moment, uh (enjoy the moment, fuck you mean, my nigga) You fought the hardest fights, wipe tears from your eyes It feel good, don't it? (Yeah) Uh, take off and let your hair down (this shit can't be recreated) Went AWOL, I see you here now (this shit can't be duplicated, now) Watch the gang ball, they all care now (shit can't be done like this twice, nigga) And every claim false, we don't care about (be yourself) (go)
Writer(s): David Asher Mescon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Terrence Rolle, Benjamin Diehl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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