Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Rob49
Rob49
Canto
Fridayy
Fridayy
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Francis LeBlanc
Francis LeBlanc
Autoría
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Autoría
Matthew-Kyle Brown
Matthew-Kyle Brown
Autoría
Luis Diaz
Luis Diaz
Autoría
Robert Coleman Thomas
Robert Coleman Thomas
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Southside
Southside
Producción
Smatt Sertified
Smatt Sertified
Producción
Joshua “The Za Effect” Zayas
Ingeniería
Looisey
Looisey
Producción
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Ingeniería de mezcla
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Masterización
Abby Samir Urbina
Abby Samir Urbina
Ingeniería de grabación
Amani “A$” Hernández
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Chorus]
Fucking a **** like me, you gotta keep that shit quiet
Baby, I ain't just no regular ****
I ain't the type you can just tell my business
[Chorus]
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
[Verse 1]
Your secret safe with me, you know I don't tell nobody
Rolling on my life, you know that's on my body
Seen too many die young fast tryna get rich like Roddy
I done been hurt too many times, so I don't really trust nobody
We done came a long way
Skipping school like Lue, we was cuttin' class deep in them hallways
We ain't have no voice, so now they sing for us when we all on stage
We ain't have no choice, it was hand-me-downs, I put on bro pain
Oh now it's Balmains, I seen them all change
All when the fame came
Bust down light show, tell Shawn we don't want no plain Jane
Platinum plaques deep in the walls, I let them all hang
For this lifestyle let us all sang, ooh
[Chorus]
Fucking a **** like me, you gotta keep that shit quiet
Baby, I ain't just no regular ****
I ain't the type you can just tell my business
[Chorus]
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
[Verse 2]
Your **** ain't spending, that's you pet peeve
Hell nah, that couldn't be me
We can go five rounds a night, I going in, I'm too deep
If you keep it solid and never cheat, I'll get you a Van Cleef
I'll get you CC, boss you up just like me
Last **** was cheap, baby, I swear to God
I'll throw on my cleats, jump in the field about you
Heart stuck to my sleeve, that's how I feel about you
Ain't no BBL, everything real about you
Pull up in a G-Wag', got hoes fuck me on the back seat
Count a million cash up in the trap house, shit relax me
I ain't nothing like that last ****, can't tell your friends you fuck me
Young and rich, for sure, your **** ain't spendin', that's my pet peeve
[Verse 3]
I done sent that blitz, I ain't even tell nobody
Baby, when you fuck me, you can't even tell nobody
I done sent that blitz, I ain't even tell nobody
Baby, when you fuck me, you can't even tell nobody
[Chorus]
Fucking a **** like me, you gotta keep that shit quiet
Baby, I ain't just no regular ****
I ain't the type you can just tell my business
[Chorus]
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
We can play like friends, we ain't gotta tell nobody
I can fuck you all day, we ain't gotta tell nobody
Written by: Francis LeBlanc, Joshua Luellen, Luellen Joshua Howard, Luis Diaz, Matthew-Kyle Brown, Robert Thomas
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