Video musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Los
King Los
Performer
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos Coleman
Carlos Coleman
Composer
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Composer
Mikely Adams
Mikely Adams
Lyrics
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Composer
Christopher Washington
Christopher Washington
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Mikely Adams
Mikely Adams
Co-Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Producer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Producer

Letra

You can't (Mustard on that beat, ho) We ain't trippin' cause them liars can't fade us Liars finna get your change, you can't fade us Nah, nah, they can't fade us You can't fade us Hold up, um, I whip a two to a A I fuck her one-ninety-two, stick a few in the safe I'm snippin' through in the race, can't get this shoe in a skate Nigga, you're in the way, your bitch is too into face I rock yellow gold, fuck hella hoes Rock Maison Martin Margiela clothes I tell a ho to come sell the Os Look, wants a bag and I let her go I flossed up with the top off and I bust up like a top off This bitch hop off of y'all knockoffs We make movies, no box office I slide off with a brunette, wake up with a few blondes My hoes do Louboutins, your hoes do futons Ride with no roof on If I hit, my man hit like we buy hoes on Groupons If I fuck you, it's on my new song I'm a beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it Beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it We ain't trippin' cause them liars can't fade us Liars finna get your change, you can't fade us Nah, nah, they can't fade us You can't fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can't fade us, can't fade us Yo, I don't group a hoochie 'less she got a floozy with a two Then Daffy Ducky will come and get goofy with the crew Naw, my shoe ain't Gucci, but I'm Gucci with the shoe Yeah, there's bodies in my trunk and my roof be in it too I got nine hustles I'm tryin' to juggle to make the profile double You tried to jungle I hit your head through my (?) Squad type, they talk white like Bryant Gumbel Count the money, no time 'til death, do I pay for baggage? Drop the top and I paper tag it Got a new Glock and I'm laser taggin' I made it happen with two blondes, woke up with a brunette My favorite things; new shoes, new sex, new checks We all got on V-necks, but you should do the crew next Ooh, yes, give me head first like a suplex Cause I just want to I'm a beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it Beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it We ain't trippin' cause them liars can't fade us Liars finna get your change, you can't fade us Nah, nah, they can't fade us You can't fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can't fade us, can't fade us Beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it You ain't camera shy, take a picture I'm just tryin' to come through and visit when you ain't busy You got your homegirls, I got my homeboys with me We them boys from the city, yeah, I run my city And when I come to your hood, I got some real ones with me Yeah, I've been grindin' all day and night Tryin' to make sure I get it right Get her tight, make her go good night Eh, put her out, candle light Can't fade us, you can't fade us Nah, nah, they can't fade us, can't fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can't fade us, can't fade us, yeah, yeah Beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it Beat it 'til I break it, beat it 'til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it We ain't trippin' cause them liars Liars finna get your change, you can't
Writer(s): Carlos Coleman, Tyrone Griffin, Christopher Washington, Dijon Mcfarlane, Jordan Holt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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