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DaBaby
DaBaby
Canto
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Canto
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Programación
LNK
LNK
Programación
Mario Petersen
Mario Petersen
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mario Petersen
Mario Petersen
Autoría
Jonathan Kirk
Jonathan Kirk
Autoría
London Holmes
London Holmes
Autoría
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Autoría
Leon Krol
Leon Krol
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producción
LNK
LNK
Coproducción
Mario Petersen
Mario Petersen
Coproducción
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Ingeniería de mezcla
Liz Robson
Liz Robson
Ingeniería de grabación
Alex Estevez
Alex Estevez
Ingeniería de grabación
Glenn A Tabor III
Glenn A Tabor III
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
(We got London on the track)
[Verse 2]
My voice kinda fucked up, but you know
Yeah
[Verse 3]
They thought it was over till I pulled up in the drop
I ran the light, hit the gas in it (Yeah, yeah)
She like it when I hit her with my chain on and my watch (Yessir)
She said record, I used the flash with it (Yeah)
She always been a good girl but she fuck me like a thot (Okay)
I take my time, I have a blast in it (Yeah)
She know that **** think he fucking with me but he not
She said I'm nothing like her last ****
[Verse 4]
Thought that it was over but I'm back now
I ran up them racks and now them hoes know how to act now
Looking for the truth, you found a ****
Thought I was a one hit wonder till I dropped a album, didn't he?
Thought I was just like you till I bought a new car
Pull up in that bitch like "Vroom"
And I dropped ya boo off
You prolly pick her up later
I prolly pick up a quarter million and shit on a hater
And it ain't a **** gave me shit but I did plenty of favors
I'm talking favors
Favors you ain't deserve and you ain't want that
Passing out these loans that I don't want back (Yeah, yeah)
Every time you crossed the line I let you go back
And now I pull up drop the window yell out
[Verse 5]
They thought it was over till I pulled up in the drop (Let's go)
I ran the light, hit the gas in it (Yeah, yeah)
She like it when I hit her with my chain on and my watch (Yessir)
She said record, I used the flash with it (Yeah)
She always been a good girl but she fuck me like a thot (Okay)
I take my time, I have a blast in it (Yeah)
She know that **** think he fucking with me but he not
She said I'm nothing like her last ****
[Verse 6]
Look I ain't trippin', I already got more money than my opps
I'm just tryna get more money than last year
Don't argue with em, we take care of any problem that we got
I just hope when it's over, you got my back mama
And I ain't nothing like your last
Look, I ain't nothing like ya last ****, you bugging I run it up
Had to stack my bread up, I was sick of feeling regular
**** out here drilling her, you worried about impressing her
(Yeah)
I swear he's not me, if he ain't with the shits than he not with me
I'm icy as a motherfucker, Godly
Why the fuck wouldn't they wanna rob me?
[Verse 7]
They thought it was over till I pulled up in the drop
I ran the light, hit the gas in it (Yeah, yeah)
She like it when I hit her with my chain on and my watch (Yessir)
She said record, I used the flash with it (Yeah)
She always been a good girl but she fuck me like a thot (Okay)
I take my time, I have a blast in it (Yeah)
She know that **** think he fucking with me but he not
She said I'm nothing like her last **** (Yeah)
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Jonathan Kirk, Leon Krol, London Holmes, Mario Petersen

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