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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Swae Lee
Swae Lee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Asheton Hogan
Asheton Hogan
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Khalif Brown
Khalif Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
Pluss
Pluss
Producer

Στίχοι

Pretty baby, I won't lie I can't get it right, one shot Roll this up and let's skydive I hope you are not afraid of heights (Mike Will Mike will) Cause I'm just a true Rolling like a fool What has I got myself into Hurry up and choose I'm in sky and i chill With this ice in my ears I want to look good out and live We shared that apartment with sheets I jump off a jet to a building I take care of everybody billings I wish they can stop with the killing I thought you didn't need me, they need me Ain't telling my business they winning, winning Maintaining six hundred and six childrens Somebody else die when you sit and chillin In the prison your grandchildren You can kicking it bright and early And you ready the gat killin' My heart and body wish she can heal it I've been practising it Yeah Take a bite out the Ritalin All these VVS that's in front of me that I can't breathe yeah (jewelry) Water, ice gotta treat nosebleeds Had the Rollies and Pateks, don't post these That that shit tall as ladders and palm trees, yeah Started out with a little ranch Now I got a lot of blue cheese I just had a deal 20 mill She know that it start with me I let the word out that portion Lee Park a Rolls Royce or a Dodge at least Gotta put half on a car at least Hollywood bitch i'm a star at least That getting cheated as much She promised mini ménage Get it like G I don't rush Give her back keys to garage 20 new jeans Saint Laurent My private jet don't get rushed We bought a jet and more cars I put her phone on the dresser Pretty baby, I won't lie I can't get it right, one shot Roll this up and let's skydive I hope you are not afraid of height Cause I'm just a truth Rolling like a fool What has I got myself into Hurry up and choose Cause I'm just a true Rolling like a fool What has I gotten myself into Hurry up and choose Mafia Run it up run a couple milli from your clientele yeah I guess that applies to every dude in jail or crime living God I'll be glad when that nigga approach me more in public yeah Yeah nigga tell 'em all put it in the bag like accounting nigga As I said we done did laws in the projects I'm from where the dope fiends shoot the powder heads I'm having sex with a half mil get my sack on Cha Cha got extreme moves for a rapper, yeah PCP like a pig beat it to the mellow wood Half the time these stage dives on red, ooh ooh Big up for still giving head, oooh ooh Spent a hundred thou on that diamond for that led I'm in sky and i chill With this ice in my ears I want to look good out and live We shared that apartment with sheets I jump off a jet to a building I take care of everybody billings I wish they can stop with the killing I thought you didn't need me, they need me Ain't telling my business they winning, winning Maintaining six hundred and six childrens Somebody else die when you sit and chillin In the prison your grandchildren You can kicking it bright and early And you ready the gat killin' My heart and body wish she can heal it I've been practising it Yeah Cause I'm just a true Rolling like a fool What has I gotten myself into Hurry up and choose She ain't over me, yeah She ain't over Fuck-fuck fuck it I ain't over her just yet I ain't over I'll be on my way for sunset Cancel the party baby, I'm a wreck I'm a wreck I'll be on my way
Writer(s): Asheton Terrance O'neil Hogan, Michael Len Ii Williams, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown, Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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