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Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug - Trance (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Braden Davies
Braden Davies
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Did you forget? Do it for life Chicago that time All bullshit aside Wonderful vibe Wonderful night Did it with Trav All the kids, you and I Off in this club Bumpin and grindin Who made it flood You see the signs (signs) We pulled out the feathers for this type of weather She pulled to club, to buss up a dub She came with her man, I called in a sub She givin' out hugs, we know 'bout them hugs She put in my hand, don't know what it was She know some of the fam, but don't know enough My trust is In God We Trust Sippin' on wok, don't do tuss She got her own fans, she need her a bus Might give her a chance, it's givin' her Out in a trance it's givin' her Not on them Xans is givin her Nigga with bands is givin her A nigga with plans is givin her Still in the gym, ain't did the implants I like that for real, ain't givin up Like they know that you real, they give it up Like if you got the steel, they give it up Takin these M's they givin us Then run in the field like it's ten of us I'm cleanin shit out like an enema I make that shit look like a cinema Take off the top, baby let's ride I'm with my dogs, I picked a side She want the boss, the one own the tribe (I own the tribe yeah) Arm out the window just throw it when we ride I bent the corner scraped the wheels and the tires Put twenty hoes on a boat til they tired Everybody on You now you need me my nigga, just keep the shit real Don't you crab with your song Who else fuck up the city like us? When it rains, it's a thunderstorm I party at Shabba, in New York and LA Where they keep on going till the dawn (shabba) $200k what I'm on She licking all down my chest I told her I aint slime bae call me sex It ain't no dope where I put these racks at If you my hoe I call you sexy Got LA shit so bad it's dangerous I backed out of the knot, she tried to tangle up She got Paris manners and they so dangerous I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I'm in a trance, its givin her I move so far in time I move so far in time I've been I've been whipped up in whip With my fist up in drive I've been fucked up in time I've been fucked up in night I've been working in time I've been... inside I've been inside I've been just like It's this life It's this life It's this life
Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Allen Raphael Ritter, Peter Lee Johnson, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jacques Bermon Webster Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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