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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belly
Belly
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
DannyBoyStyles
DannyBoyStyles
Programming
The ANMLS
The ANMLS
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Danny Schofield
Danny Schofield
Songwriter
Richard Muñoz
Richard Muñoz
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer
DannyBoyStyles
DannyBoyStyles
Producer
The ANMLS
The ANMLS
Producer
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Recording Engineer
Shin Kamiyama
Shin Kamiyama
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Zaytoven) Yeah I stay up fighting my demons (demons) I don't got no one to lean on (lean on) I'm busy puttin' my team on Hitters pull up with the Bimmer (oh-oh) I put that girl in a P1 (oh-oh) She make a mess, and she clean up (oh, yeah) She call her friend, her name Tina I turned that shit to a threesome, yeah (yeah) Fuck with my name can be fatal (oh-oh) None of my niggas is stable (yeah) They turned a crown to a halo (halo) They rode through the town like it's Halo (Halo) But don't make a move 'til I say so (say so) Drop a few hits then I lay low (lay) Ever since I been single A side chick wanna be main chick She know I'ma make her famous Ever since I been single A side chick wanna be main chick Dodge her call like the Matrix Dodge her call like (brr, brr) Steady on top (steady on top), better believe They keep prayin' on my fall, y'all better believe I'ma die on top (die on top), better believe (better believe) I just watched my opps team up, y'all better believe Y'all better believe, y'all better believe Y'all better believe, y'all better believe Y'all better believe it, y'all better believe Y'all better believe (look), y'all better believe, oh yeah (look) (I'm just a-) Young dirty bastard plastered, I'm gone off weed and acid, magic My mind is doin' backflips, gymnastics, all my albums classic All these fake rappers, they stay cappin' 'Bout a whole lot of shit that ain't happen Middle finger, plus thumb 'cause I stay snappin' They fronted on me, I made back it Six hundred, I Maybach it (skrrt) Baby, we ain't in the same bracket They ridin' waves, this is Lake Placid, uh You wanna be high for this (yeah) On God, I'ma ride, I would die for this Lookin' bad, oh, you mad 'cause I'm confident? Tell that bitch she can swallow my cockiness (hah, yes) Steady on top (steady on top), better believe (oh, yeah) They keep prayin' on my fall, y'all better believe (better believe) I'ma die on top (hey), better believe I just watched my opps team up, y'all better believe Y'all better believe (oh-oh), y'all better believe (huh) Y'all better believe (better believe), y'all better believe Y'all better believe it (better believe), y'all better believe Y'all better believe (hey), y'all better believe, oh yeah Audemar, Travis, Cactus (yeah) Automatic, Patek, ride cinematic Give me pussy, fuck a mattress Baby, down low a nigga crevices (whoa) Lookin' for the killer, murder 'round, nigga, there he is Talkin' shootin', got no assists Fuck a jet lags, I'm in the city, with it (woo) Better believe ('lieve) I'm gon' get me (yeah) Better believe ('lieve) I just bought a fleet (yeah) Better believe (better believe) when I say I can't see (yeah) Better, no better (yeah) when it come down to me (yeah) Steady on top (steady on top), better believe (oh, yeah) They keep prayin' on my fall, y'all better believe (better believe) I'ma die on top (hey), better believe I just watched my opps team up, y'all better believe Y'all better believe (oh-oh), y'all better believe (huh) Y'all better believe (better believe), y'all better believe Y'all better believe it (better believe), y'all better believe Y'all better believe (hey), y'all better believe, oh yeah
Writer(s): Abel Tesfaye, Faris Taleb Al-majed, Richard Jonnas Munoz, Danny Schofield, Xavier Dotson, Ahmad Balshe, Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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