Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
2 Chainz
Vocals
Ché Tolbert
Additional Vocals
Kevin Pitts
Additional Vocals
Shawnna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nolan Presley
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Cory Way
Songwriter
Broderick Thompson-Smith
Songwriter
Richard Sims
Songwriter
Lefabian Williams
Songwriter
Adrian Bernard Parks
Songwriter
Dennis Ramon Butler
Songwriter
Larry Johnson
Songwriter
Michael Johnson
Songwriter
Trocon Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nolan Presley
Recording Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
2 Chainz
Producer
FKi 1st
Producer
Lyrics
Six in the morning, police at my door
Fresh red bottoms across the bathroom floor
Party last night with a couple of hoes
I had some niggas doin' molly and some bitches doin' coke
I bet the neighbors know my name, they call me "Oh fuck, oh shit" (shit)
From my hotel suite, you see the ocean, ocean (yeah)
Put her on the 42, I had her posin', posin' (cheese)
I'ma leave the door unlocked in case her close friend walk in (oh)
Oh, she a baddie, baddie (baddie), and she got a fatty, fatty (ooh)
And she call me Daddy, she don't even call her daddy, Daddy (true)
You know I bought her a Cuban link and a bracelet that match it (match it)
That's right, I'm rich and rachet, she got a fat transfer, no plastic (woo)
Whatever necessary, got more heart than February (heart)
Maybach so big it came with an office, where the secretary? (Where?)
I had that act up in my cup, same color elderberry (mm)
I'm known to hit the right spot, I know the neighbors hear it (Tony)
I bet the neighbors know my name, they call me "Oh fuck, oh shit" (shit)
From my hotel suite, you see the ocean, ocean (yeah, yeah)
Put her on the 42, I had her posin', posin' (cheese)
I'ma leave the door unlocked in case her close friend walk in (boom, boom, boom)
Yeah
(Hi, hi, missing home)
(Poppin' time)
(1st done geeked it up)
(Poppin' time)
You're my cousin, who I'm-, kid to my blood
And that's my family
All of them niggas, bruh
Hey, bruh, I'm stuck between two walls, bruh
You had to be there, man, that shit was nice
I'm stuck between two walls, bruh
You're my family, you're my blood
And it's my family
It's different between blood and family in the streets, you know that right?
Writer(s): Larry Johnson, Michael Johnson, Richard Sims, Cory Way, Adrian Parks, Dennis Butler, Tauheed Epps, Lafabian Williams, Nolan Presley, Trocon Roberts, Broderick Thompson-smith
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