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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Larry June
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry June
Recording Engineer
Todd Cooper
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Nick Cavalieri
Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer
Cardo
Producer
Lyrics
(Yeah, yeah)
How you doin', baby? (Uh)
I know you heard around (yeah, yeah)
I know you heard a whole lot done changed, huh? (Uh, good job) (yeah, yeah)
You probably feel like you shoulda made a better decision
But it's all good (yeah, yeah)
You can still call me
Tap in (ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
I wonder, do you still got that chain with your name on it?
The one that I bought you 'round 2018
Took you 'round the world couple times, showed you better livin'
Baby girl, you'll never meet a nigga like me
A lot of shit changed, money got way bigger
Real estate out the way, all my whips on fleek
Now I ride around by myself, two-seater
Got respect everywhere I go 'cause I'm a real G
I remember when you first took that flight (that flight)
The first thing I noticed was that beautiful smile
It's your birthday today, I sent some roses to your crib
I ain't really have to, but, shit, you know my style
Now a nigga solo in this Grand Nash (Grand Nash)
You can always call me, you ain't gotta ask
I don't got too many friends, but I got cash (tokens)
Hittin it from the-, grippin' on that mag, what's happenin'?
I like your style, it's so unique
Maybe we should link up sometime next week
Chill for a minute, grab somethin' to eat
Let a nigga know, love
Let a nigga know
(Let a nigga know, love)
(Let a nigga know)
I'ma scoop you from the airport in this drop
I'ma make a reservation sometime 'round nine
Let a nigga know, love (let a nigga know)
I wonder, do you still got that house out the way?
With the two-car garage, just to let me park the G (let me park the G)
I was on some whole other shit back then
Had to hit her with the game like, "Choose on a P" (choose on a P)
A lot of shit changed, I don't even fuck around
Just keepin' people 'round that really fuck with me (fuck with me)
Pockets got bigger and my crib did too
Got a spot out the way with a view you wouldn't believe (for real)
I remember when I first took you to eat (haha)
First thing I said, "Baby, got hella style" (for real)
It's yo' birthday today, I sent some roses to yo' office
I ain't really have to, but shit, you know my style (know my style)
Word around town, you ain't got a man (you ain't got a man)
If you free next week, we should make plans (we should make plans)
I never thought that I'll feel this way again (ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Now I'm hittin' it from the-, grippin' on that-, damn
What's happenin'?
I like your style, it's so unique
Maybe we should link up sometime next week
Chill for a minute, grab somethin' to eat
Let a nigga know, love
Let a nigga know
(Let a nigga know, love)
(Let a nigga know)
I'ma scoop you from the airport in this drop
I'ma make a reservation sometime 'round nine
Let a nigga know, love (let a nigga know)
Shh, damn
Uh, man
Night shift, uh
Night shift
Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy
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