Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ
DJ
Vocals
Jeeezy
Jeeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deon Hawkins
Deon Hawkins
Songwriter
Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
Songwriter
John Carrington
John Carrington
Songwriter
Rickie Lamar Thomas
Rickie Lamar Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trauma Tone
Trauma Tone
Producer
Kill
Kill
Producer
William Binderup
William Binderup
Mixing Engineer
Oscar Cornejo
Oscar Cornejo
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Letras

Nah, we ain't cool, this shit ain't free you niggas got to pay to see it (gotta pay to see it) You ain't talking money, stay the fuck away from me (fuck away from me) (Trauma tone) Told my bitch if I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe it (wouldn't believe it) Tell myself I'm sitting in this booth, and I ain't leaving Have you seen two hundred laying on the table casually? (casually) Thirty floors up in the sky, I'm yelling off my balcony (off my balcony) We just pulled up ten deep in double RRs at la petite (la patite) Take care of my family, kids call me Jeeezy Uncle P (uncle p) She let me hit her first night, I ain't have to show consistency When they ask about the west, these niggas better mention me (better mention me) I ain't even try to fuck her, bruh, that shit was accidental (accidental) Tried to talk to you a while ago, but now you don't remember (you don't remember) Hit her with the coldest spin, Braxton Miller (braxton miller) Said she a Capricorn, her birthday in December Went and bought another Rollie so I won't be time wasting (time wasting) I went shopping yesterday, it felt like I went wine tasting (wine tasting) Fuck with dimes and up, I can't do nothin' basic (nothing basic) He thought he could fuck with me, but it was just his imagination (just his imagination) They copy everything we do, but we embrace it (we embrace it) I'm the flyest nigga of my generation (of my generation) Told my bitch if I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe it (wouldn't believe it) Tell myself I'm sitting in this booth, and I ain't leaving Have you seen two hundred laying on the table casually? yeah Thirty floors up in the sky, I'm yelling off my balcony (yelling off my balcony) Quarterback, I'm play calling bring the motion back (bring the motion back) Top floor, I stay where you overlook the ocean at (overlook the ocean at) If I get some Louis, tell myself I need the coat for that (need the coat for that) Really keeping ten bitches happy, I'm the GOAT for that (goat for that) Can't settle down, if I do it'd be with doja cat (daja cat) Yes, I like to fuck on niggas hoes, why what's wrong with that? (what's wrong with that?) You still tryna hold that bitch down? boy, you strong for that (boy, you strong for that) I got marty on, lemon on, this don't go with that (this don't go) I'm the one that's setting trends, yeah, I showed em that (yeah, I show 'em) We the ones that run the west, I just noticed that Sipping juice, I don't hit bars, big rolls, big stars Pouring fours, Brett Favre, blowing gas, hitting hard yeah She with me, you on the clock working shifts hard (shift hard) Blowing cash when I shop I don't got gift cards (I don't got gift cards) Bad bitch, she from Carson, eating good, we at Larson's (we at larson's) Sack on me, Micah Parsons, I get paid just for talking (just for talking) From the streets but I made it, feel like Rafer Altston (rafer altston) At the laker game, I'm through the back where the players walking (players walking) Told my bitch if I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe it wouldn't believe it) Tell myself I'm sitting in this booth, and I ain't leaving Have you seen two hundred laying on the table casually? (casually) Thirty floors up in the sky, I'm yelling off my balcony (off my balcony)
Writer(s): Rickie Thomas, John Carrington, Jaylar Abrams, Deon Hawkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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