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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D Smoke
D Smoke
Vocals
SiR
SiR
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nikita Kotadia
Nikita Kotadia
Songwriter
Johan Rosa
Johan Rosa
Songwriter
Benson Bazilme
Benson Bazilme
Songwriter
Matthew Cristobol
Matthew Cristobol
Songwriter
Daniel A. Farris
Daniel A. Farris
Songwriter
Darryl Farris
Darryl Farris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Icee Red
Icee Red
Producer
SW8VY
SW8VY
Producer
Roza
Roza
Producer
Nikita Kotadia
Nikita Kotadia
Producer

Songtexte

Super, ah My prayin' momma proud of her little black boys We headlining club, owning sneakers and back doors Walk through the kitchen, got plenty ink on our passports And not to mention, our queens, they pushing the RAV4s What you think I rap for? (Yeah) I'm buildin' my legacy, texts from my heroes, "Hey, let us see" Chase bread, my pockets got lettuce-y Foreign land with my brother, that's pedigree 'Cause we work hard, play hard We work (work), work (work), work for the days off Make time to take off, circle right back for the payoff Oh, work hard, play hard We work (work), work (work), work, now we paid up Make time to lay up, ain't worried 'bout what anybody says It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (let's go play) It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (let's go play) My bitch is just finished, let's go (let's go, let's go) Baby momma got a new job The homie Dino moved his people out of Duval And me and Smokey been banging out your boombox Stay close, take notes, we in the zone Nigga, two words, hard work, what we been on It ain't no denying, this divine timing Been applying pressure, now we buying diamonds Second home, Hawaiian islands, ain't no Panamanian We leave in December, go where sun is shinin' Can't go through the ocean Feel like the guardians of the Pacific Ocean, uh, I'm mixing potions I'm mixing portions, que son setecientos por cineto con gas Tequilas sin mentiras, filas de cash Mira, estamos en otra liga de paz Estamos en frente, empezamos detrás 'Cause we work hard, play hard We work (work), work (work), work for the days off Make time to take off, circle right back for the payoff Oh, work hard, play hard We work (work), work (work), work, now we paid up Make time to lay up, ain't worried 'bout what anybody say It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (let's go play) It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (let's go play) Listen, uh I heard a voice that told me, "Get rid of your inhibitions" At least just momentarily, it's hard to do charity without lettin' go And your soul get to feeling fictitious I need to cleanse my palette, break a rule and get balanced Aches and pain until she gets naked and woo me in palace Do something new, open the curtains, the view from the terrace Lookin' like magic, hope a spectator catch it and stare it Look in her eyes, nothin' to hide and even embarrassed Uh, no windows in the garden And if you see that snake you better not disregard it You wearing so little clothin' for it to be art Lil' momma, bring me your summer, I kiss on your blossom We be workin' hard Work hard, play hard We work (my nigga, we work), work (Work), work for the days off Make time to take off (hey), circle right back for the payoff Oh, work hard, play hard We work (work), work (work), work, now we paid up Make time to lay up, ain't worried 'bout what anybody says It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (work, work) (let's go play) It's okay (it's okay, it's okay), it's okay (let's go play) It's okay (it's okay, ayy), it's okay (I heard you're a boy from Inglewood) (let's go play) (what up, SiR?) It's okay (it's okay), it's okay (fast boy shit) (let's go) (play, Ingles)
Writer(s): Nikita Kotadia, Daniel Anthony Farris, Darry Andrew Farris, Benson Bazilme, Johan Rosa, Matthew Cristobol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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