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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Brackins
Bobby Brackins
Songwriter
Dijon MacFarlane
Dijon MacFarlane
Songwriter
Glenda Proby
Glenda Proby
Songwriter
Khaled Rohaim
Khaled Rohaim
Songwriter
Nick Audino
Nick Audino
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
Lewis Hughes
Lewis Hughes
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D-Mile
D-Mile
Additional Producer
Jorge Taveras
Jorge Taveras
Mixing Engineer
Andy Barnes
Andy Barnes
Recording Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
James Royo
James Royo
Mixing Engineer
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Dernst Emile II
Dernst Emile II
Producer

Lyrics

Everytime they see me ballin' All my old bitches callin' Pull up in exotic, I see a little bitch jockin' Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Yeah! No I won't save her Dolla $ign a fuckboi he won't date her About my paper, real big shit man everything Taylor Vans on like a skater We eatin' over here, man, everything catered She know I'm a player She wanna fuck now but I wanna fuck later She been lookin' for a baller (baller, baller, baller, baller) Somebody that'll keep her in designer She ain't thinkin' 'bout love (Ooh) She got her mind on my money Can't get a damn thing from me Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Yeah! Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane What's that nigga name? Captain-Save-A-Ho man He ain't me and I ain't him He a bozo, I'm a real one She take after her auntie, got her mind on my money Tattoo on her tummy, booty hella chunky Every time I see her, she look nicer and nicer Haters throw shade like a sun visor I told her that I'm broke, can't throw her half of my guap Bitch I ain't Rescue Ronnie, I ain't captain save a thot Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Make me rich, follow my commands and I'll grant you a wish I'm just a real one from the gravel, from the soil, the mud And some of my thugs ain't never been to a club She ain't looking for love, she just wanna take a ride at the club cause she Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Yeah! Errytime they see me ballin' All my old bitches callin' Pull up in exotic, I see a little bitch jockin' Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Yeah!
Writer(s): Bobby Brackins, Khaled Rohaim, Nicholas Audino, Lewis Hughes, Earl Stevens, Tyrone Griffin, Dijon Mcfarlane, Glenda Proby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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