Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BGudini
BGudini
Programming
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programming
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gleb Protasov
Gleb Protasov
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BGudini
BGudini
Producer
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Executive Producer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pierre "P" Thomas
Pierre "P" Thomas
Executive Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Buster Ross
Buster Ross
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Letras

BGudini, spell that shit S-U-C-C-E-S-S, havin' success B-L-E-S-S, yes, niggas is blessed Ten toes down, that's a bag in Atlanta (ten toes) It ain't no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (no, no) Bitches on bitches, like to fuck they friends They done lowered their standards and e'rybody cool with it Young niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper He'll show you he a fool with it Which one ya on? Body for body, we havin' bags full of bones (bones) Came back rich, woulda thought it was a clone All these za' bags, woulda thought it home grown Huncho the chief, had to send it to Mahomes Franchise tag, everybody want a loan (Mahomes) We kicked the door down and we made some money And we left it open for y'all to come in Gave 'em the blueprint to shake the whole world And even done showed 'em the robotic Benz Mama, she told me to watch for the enemies Even the ones you call your friends Charge it to the game, or call it a penalty Fuck it, I'll switch it up and come back again (woo) Every time I'm up, man, I know I'm up ten (ten) Nigga can get close, I'll stretch it out again (stretch) Came from the trap, never trapped in a pin (no) But I send big care packs to the pen' (pen') Gang for the win, gang for the win (win) Take' and Offset, they'll stain sum'n, twin (twin) Creepin' at night, we were walkin' with revenge ('venge) Jason with a knife, we were walkin' with grin (grin) Who was Montana? Tony Montana wouldn't live one night if he stayed in Atlanta You tryna go viral, leave ya name on a banner Nigga want smoke, but it's all in the camera S-U-C-C-E-S-S, havin' success B-L-E-S-S, yes, niggas is blessed Ten toes down, that's a bag in Atlanta (ten toes) It ain't no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (no, no) Bitches on bitches, like to fuck they friends They done lowered their standards and e'rybody cool with it Young niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper He'll show you he a fool with it Which one ya on? Body for body, we havin' bags full of bones (bones) Came back rich, woulda thought it was a clone All these za' bags, woulda thought it home grown Huncho the chief, had to send it to Mahomes Franchise tag, everybody want a loan (Offset) Gang, we The Beatles (gang), in ya vein like a needle (vein) Fast like a cheetah when I hit the gas, I'ma leave 'em (skrrt) Buckle down with the band' like we playin' on a seesaw (woo) Can't forget my man, I put them bands on a Kia (racks) We was beatin' niggas with our bare hands, show what we 'bout (yessir) Niggas sellin' grubs, I had to hustle outta FILAs (hustle) Knew I wanted money, I was five, I was knee-high (five) I'ma have to keep her, I ain't going out like B-I (fire) Major lil' nigga, lil' basic lil' nigga (basic) We was in the basement hidin' paper, they ain't listen (hey) My wrist blowin' kisses, we done fucked all your bitches (come here) Necklace, look like I just got out a blizzard (ice) Bad bitch, bought a lil' Chanel, cost a nickel (baddie) Told the bitch to ride this shit, bicycle (ride) Supersize Lambo, wide body, whip it (wide) I put a lil' switch up on the Glock, I'm tryna zip 'em (frr) We put on the move and put the thottie on to kill 'em (thottie) Went and bought the buildin', it's some million dollar dealings (yeah) I ain't worried 'bout a pussy nigga, drop my ceilin' (no) Hibernate the millions, Nawfside legends (Nawf) S-U-C-C-E-S-S, havin' success B-L-E-S-S, yes, niggas is blessed Ten toes down, that's a bag in Atlanta (ten toes) It ain't no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (no, no) Bitches on bitches, like to fuck they friends They done lowered their standards and e'rybody cool with it Young niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper He'll show you he a fool with it Which one ya on? Body for body, we havin' bags full of bones (bones) Came back rich, woulda thought it was a clone All these za' bags, woulda thought it home grown Huncho the chief, had to send it to Mahomes Franchise tag, everybody want a loan (Takeoff) Franchise player, had to send it to Mahomes Never send it through your phone, had to get it on my own (get it) I know right from wrong, but I'm playin' all along Never show 'em your emotions and tell 'em what you be on It'll fuck your mind up when your bag get blown (bag) Depend on who the person, gotta be mentally strong (strong) You just gotta run it up and never ever fold (no) Pickin' up a load, never askin' for a loan (never) B-L-E-S-S, niggas is blessed (blessed) Flickin' through a check while I'm sittin' on a jet (jet) Niggas flex for the net, it's some niggas I ain't met (never) I can up a milli' if I ever get depressed (milli') I bought the semi and you know I can suppress (brrt) And every time I see the bag, I see another one Shoutout to Khaled 'cause they know that we the best I know some niggas that be hatin' on success (hatin') I know my niggas, they be prayin' for the best (pray) Niggas throwin' salt cause they got less (throwin') Ain't get no straightenin' when a nigga got pressed (pressed) S-U-C-C-E-S-S, havin' success B-L-E-S-S, yes, niggas is blessed Ten toes down, that's a bag in Atlanta (ten toes) It ain't no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (no, no) Bitches on bitches, like to fuck they friends They done lowered their standards and e'rybody cool with it Young niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper He'll show you he a fool with it Which one ya on? Body for body, we havin' bags full of bones (bones) Came back rich, woulda thought it was a clone All these za' bags, woulda thought it home grown Huncho the chief, had to send it to Mahomes Franchise tag, everybody want a loan (Mahomes) If you really want it, you ain't get it on your own You ain't got time to be callin' nigga phone Still gotta get it in the field, you ain't did nothin' wrong Say you really want it, you'll get it on your own Still, yeah, if he ain't really got it I'll give it to my homes
Writer(s): Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Cephus, Daryl Mcpherson, Kirshnik Khari Ball, Gleb Protasov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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