Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Drake
Drake
Canto
Azul Wynter
Azul Wynter
Programación
Preme
Preme
Programación
Wallis Lane
Wallis Lane
Programación
Jack LoMastro
Jack LoMastro
Programación
Quavo
Quavo
Canto
Takeoff
Takeoff
Canto
Offset
Offset
Canto
Beam
Beam
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Autoría
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Autoría
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Autoría
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Autoría
Jackson Paul LoMastro
Jackson Paul LoMastro
Autoría
Nima Jahanbin
Nima Jahanbin
Autoría
Paimon Jahanbin
Paimon Jahanbin
Autoría
Tyshane Thompson
Tyshane Thompson
Autoría
Amir Stevie B
Amir Stevie B
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Azul Wynter
Azul Wynter
Producción
Preme
Preme
Producción
Wallis Lane
Wallis Lane
Producción
Jack LoMastro
Jack LoMastro
Producción
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Ingeniería de mezcla
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Producción ejecutiva
Buster Ross
Buster Ross
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Pierre "P" Thomas
Pierre "P" Thomas
Producción ejecutiva
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Ingeniería de grabación
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
Load up the Drac'
Fuck it, I'm makin' 'em pay
It's however **** wanna take it, aye
I'm havin' my way
Set out here havin' his way
Qua out here havin' his way
And like the third Migo I, Take, bitch, what
[Chorus]
Load up the Drake
What else are they gonna play?
It's however **** wanna take it, aye
I'm havin' my way
Set out here havin' his way
Qua out here havin' his way
And like the third Migo I, Take, what, they, yuh
[Verse 2]
Now that I'm thinkin' it through
I just ain't fell in love 'cause I'm way too awake
Then she tried fuckin' a rapper to break up my heart
But my heart doesn't break
Soon as I link with these ****
They feelings are written all over they face
Wait, okay great
I'm in the back room at Wally's
I spent thirty thousand on somebody's grapes
We done did so many pull-ups on ****
No wonder we gettin' in shape
Too busy backin' my words up with actions
To ever go front of your face
What? Aye, shit done changed
Billionaires talk to me different
When they see my paystubs from Lucian Grainge
Told myself that I would get through this verse
And I'm not gonna mention the plane
But look at the plane
The fuck are we sayin'?
Yeah, what? Fuck are we sayin'?
Big '81, but I don't own a Harley
I ride a Mercedes with Shane, aye
It's me and Lil' Harley
We wreckin' this shit
Then we 'bout to go link with the gang
Aye, and unlike the clock on the wall at your momma house
I do not have time to hang
Please don't reach out to me
Think watchin' too much of Stephen done got to me
Verses too easy, I'm servin' 'em up by the threes
I'm playin' pool and the pool just connects to the beach
I've been too solid to ever have stripes on my sneaks
You get what I mean?
Back in the day, my dogs was puttin' they balls
In the pockets of all of the fiends and
What? What?
That was back in the day
Now we involved in legitimate business
Baby, we came a long way
Sometimes I hop on the road by myself
And I listen to shit that you say
All of y'all havin' more followers than dollars
And that's why I cannot relate
No, what?
[Chorus]
Load up the Drake
What else are they gonna play?
It's however **** wanna take it, aye
I'm havin' my way
Set out here havin' his way
Qua out here havin' his way
And like the third Migo I, Take, what, they
[Verse 3]
Load up the Drac' (Drac')
Makin' them fuck **** pay
Straight out the trap to the play (We gone)
Who said they ain't havin' they way? (Who?)
Might have a lil' more on they plate (Eat it up)
We havin' our way in three ways (Whoop)
OVO scope on the Drake (Uh)
We havin' our way (Havin' that shit)
Havin' my way in the city
Get pulled out your britches, you talkin' or trippin'?
Go put on my cleats, so I'm walkin', they slippin' (Walk)
Havin' my way, now this shit like a business
Load up the base, now I feel like Cal Ripken (Aye)
She had it her way, now she out of a Bentley (Skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt (Get out)
Mmhmm
[Verse 4]
Offset
Fuck how you take it, we straight from the vacant (Hey)
I caught me some cases and beat it in races (Hey)
Seen they was hatin', no communication
No invitation, cut off circulation (No)
Blue or the red Bugatti, this the Matrix
Crosses all on my body, watch for Satan (Chrome)
I'm havin' Gallery Lanvin
No talkin', we smashin' (Smash)
This one a classic
Ain't none of this average
Sniper, I'm snipin' a bitch, I'm assassin
I popped it then piped a bitch up for some action (Hey)
I don't even be braggin', these lil' **** maggots
I don't even flex, that shit be on accident
Fell in my lap, hit your bitch on a accident
I shoot my shot, at some point that shit accurate (Bow, uh)
[Chorus]
Load up the Drake
What else are they gonna play? (Fuck 'em)
It's however **** wanna take it, aye (It's up)
I'm havin' my way (Havin' it)
Set out here havin' his way (Set)
Qua out here havin' his way (Qua)
And like the third Migo I, Take, what, they, yuh
[Verse 5]
Takeoff
I'm shovin' that shit in they face
Then I go put that boy right in his place
They know that I'm havin' my way (Why?)
I was seventeen on a song with Drake
It's like an eviction notice when we droppin' (Get out)
'Cause **** get moved out they space (Move)
Two and a half was goin' on three
But, fuck it, 'cause it's worth the wait (Fuck it)
Not to be ignorant, but I want everything that's on the menu
And what's on your plate (Gimme that)
I talked to God, He give me the faith (God)
I hit the boy, if I need me a Drac' (Brrr)
I got a Richie that sit on my left (Mill')
But somehow I always be pullin' up late (How?)
Ain't been on Earth (No)
Ever since I copped that rocket chain and took the trip, outer space (Go)
Ever since birth
My momma told me that they gon' act cool (Momma)
But they really hate (Hate)
I know my worth, so you ain't gettin' no verse (Worth)
If you talkin' about a lil' K (Nah)
Make 'em say, "Church" (Amen)
When they see clarity diamonds and stones in my Jesus face
Ain't gotta run ' cause this not a race (Huh, huh, huh, go)
[Chorus]
Load up the Drake
What else are they gonna play? (Fuck 'em)
It's however **** wanna take it, aye (It's up)
I'm havin' my way (Havin' it)
Set out here havin' his way (Set)
Qua out here havin' his way (Qua)
And like the third Migo I, Take (Takeoff)
Written by: Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Aubrey Drake Graham, Jackson Paul LoMastro, AmirStivie B, Paimon Jahanbin, Tyshane Thompson, Nima Jahanbin
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