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Surf Club
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SAINt JHN
SAINt JHN
Vocals
Fallen
Fallen
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Stashenko
Lee Stashenko
Songwriter
Carlos St. John
Carlos St. John
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
f a l l e n
f a l l e n
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Hey I know, hey I know, hey I know Fuck you want? Hey I'm tryna catch a wave, these bitches know the way These trappers see the way, it's all up in my way These niggas in the way, I'm survin' it away I'm surfin' in a wave These bitches know to wait, you trappers know to wave Real niggas know to weigh, you prolly not on the wave I'm Gucci in a wave, I'm Louie in a wave I'm surfin' on a wave Aye, surf's up, nigga Surf Club, nigga, ya' Don't touch, nigga Pullin' up in the Gucci store Spendin' like a nigga got money Tell the guard block off the door 6 months I'm on the Forbes' Headed downtown with a Boujee Hoping that the bands go boozie Pull up in that DOC, tell that bitch "Hop out the roof" (juice) Tell that bitch you in denial, tell a bitch check on my file Tell that bitch I am the man, I been the man since a child I know I got it for now, swallow so I know you down She put it all in her mouth, and still don't know how it's pronounced Baby you fit like a diamond, is you lit Trap don't ever die, now is you ready for me? Every fucking time I get it wet, God's ain't ever lie Now is you ready for me? These bitches know to wait, you trappers know to wave Real niggas know to weigh, you prolly not on the wave I'm Guccin' away, I'm Louien' away I'm surfin' on a wave Aye, surf's up, nigga Surf Club, nigga, ya Don't touch, nigga Bottles on, bottles on, bottles my nigga She said, "I been trappin' like that shit religious" I said, "I'm goin' too hard, please forgive her" You know there's no love, 'cause my heart just tuned in December I need a Porsche, fit at least 10 bitches inside I need a crib, only lingerie models get invited I need Megan Good, know she taken, keep in mind I won't tell nobody though, keep it so private aye You know I got niggas to do it, when I took a different approach Ten thousand feet in the air when I swear I look different in coach Good thing you started a wave my nigga, I live on a boat I put my finger in the air, when they ask me to give them a quote Baby you fit like a diamond, is you lit Trap don't ever die, now is you ready for me? Every fucking time I get it wet, God's ain't ever lie Now is you ready for me? These bitches know to wait, you trappers know to wave Real niggas know to weigh, you prolly not on the wave I'm Guccin' away, I'm Louien' away I'm surfin' on a wave Aye, surf's up, nigga Surf Club, nigga, ya Don't touch, nigga If you wanna go get a scooter Baby this is drugs but it's true love, I shine like a diamond You don't wanna' find us
Writer(s): Carlos St. John Phillips, Lee Stashenko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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