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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Keyboards
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Programming
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Producer
Princston “Perfect Harmony” Terry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

M-M-M-Murda Takeoff I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation (Europe) I'm on perkies, I'm on syurp, nigga dumb wasted Came from trappin' out that bando, and it's still vacant (Bando, yeah) You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (yeah, guap) Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (Dime, gotta) Like 'em plain Jane, like them Rollie Faces (Plain, Rollie) Never had a dollar, boy, you too contagious (never, no) Ain't never heard 'bout Migos, boy you must be crazy (huh? Yeah) Plain Jane like them Rollie faces (hold on, Ice) Diamonds in my chain dancing, Temptations (hold on) The Ghost and Wraith and the Lam' I Bought just for racin' (whew, yeah) I'm not a racist, but money come in Caucasian (white, guap) Beat that pot and bowl Beat that, beat that pot and bowl Keep on actin' bold, I'ma have to wipe his nose (wipe) You gon' pay a toll, boy, you play a movie role (cash out) Don't make me go Marshawn Lynch on niggas, beast mode Crack a seal on 'em, I got Act poured (Actavis) I get high like that man with the Afro (Afro) Takeoff in that rocket, I'm an astro (whew) Gotta make sure fam straight, I'm the backbone I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation (Europe) I'm on perkies, I'm on syurp, nigga dumb wasted (yeah) Came from trappin' out that bando and it's still vacant (Bando, yeah) You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (yeah, guap) Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (dime, gotta) Like 'em plain jane like them Rollie faces (Plain, Rollie) Never had a dollar, boy you too contagious (never, no) Ain't never heard 'bout Migos, boy, you must be crazy (Huh?) I'm bag chasin' (bag), the trap vacant (Bando) Love blue hundreds, but I'm bad with faces (I'm bad) Walk off in the party, and I'm white boy wasted (white boy) Last pint of Act, paid a ticket just to taste it (act) Twenty-five thousand spent on one bracelet (ice) That's a lot of money we spendin' on occasion Take a private jet to Europe for vacation The way I ball, I make Curry be the agent It's amazin', it's crazy The NFL Tom Brady, black Slim Shady Gotta thank my mama, grandma, 'cause they helped make me (mama) Lookin' at your palms sweatin', in the cut, faded (Watch 'em) I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation (Europe) I'm on perkies, I'm on syurp, nigga dumb wasted (yeah) Came from trappin' out that bando, and it's still vacant (Bando, yeah) You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (yeah, guap) Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (dime, gotta) Like 'em plain jane like them Rollie faces (Plain, Rollie) Never had a dollar, boy, you too contagious (never, no) Ain't never heard 'bout Migos, boy, you must be crazy (huh?)
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Alex Petit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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