Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Voces
FKA twigs
FKA twigs
Voces
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Voces de fondo
Ben Goldwasser
Ben Goldwasser
Teclados
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Autoría
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Composición
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Autoría
Michael Burman
Michael Burman
Composición
Tahliah Barnett
Tahliah Barnett
Autoría
Albert Johnson
Albert Johnson
Composición
Gary Lucas
Gary Lucas
Composición
Michael Tyler
Michael Tyler
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Ingeniería de grabación
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producción
FNZ
FNZ
Producción
Isaac Deboni (FNZ)
Isaac Deboni (FNZ)
Producción
Lord Flacko
Lord Flacko
Producción
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Masterización

Letra

[Intro]
Oh, yeah, ah-ah
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it (Oh, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Blunt smoke, smoke weed, codeine, cough
Tell that bitch that I'm awesome, better back the fuck up off me
Coco, Céline, Tiffany, she flossin' (Oh)
Ain't concerned with who bought these, can't forget that she bossy
When y'all was buyin' surfboards, tryna ride the wave
I was cookin' up another fuckin' tidal wave (Brrr)
Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way
Had to take another title, sorry for the wait (Oop)
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day, I apologize if I'm late
Tap the vein, whoa, barely look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer veins, bluer money in the bankroll
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
[Verse 2]
I remember I was poor, and
When I was young and livin' homeless
Now I rock the Ricky Owens
Eyes lookin' like he rollin'
Got new bags under my eyelids
New bags up in my closets
New bags like I went shoppin'
New bags on new bags
Mind's better at seein' two now (Ah, down)
Needin' up on my downtime (Down, down)
Hit the waves with the new sound (Down, down)
House tunes but it's screwed down, that's dope (Sauce)
Take a sec to thank the Lord, 'nother one to call my folks
Hit my momma on the phone, she like "Son, you the boss" (Ah)
Focus, don't get caught up in the moment (Ah)
Can't forget that I'm golden, don't forget that I'm chosen
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
[Chorus]
They called me a witch, burned me like saffron
My matter is golden, a child of the Odyssey
My touch is righteous, like virus my Midas
I'm golden
He told me when I'm present, chosen
So hold me tight, I swear, I'm golden
[Outro]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin' (Golden)
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
Written by: Albert Johnson, Gary Lucas, Hector Delgado, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Burman, Michael Tyler, Rakim Mayers, Tahliah Barnett
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