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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Action Bronson
Action Bronson
Chant
Russ Mitkowski
Russ Mitkowski
Batterie
Taylor Cannizzaro
Taylor Cannizzaro
Violoncelle
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Programmation
Matt Carillo
Matt Carillo
Orgue
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ariyan Arslani
Ariyan Arslani
Paroles/Composition
Onuma Singsiri
Onuma Singsiri
Paroles/Composition
Rory William Quigley
Rory William Quigley
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Antoine Rotondo
Antoine Rotondo
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Dimitri Condax
Dimitri Condax
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Production
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Yeah (You don't even know me) Yeah, yeah, ah (You don't even know me) Ah-ha (You don't even know me) It's me, yeah (You don't even know me) Yo, these sixteen bars cost sixteen cars Kiss these balls, bitch, we stars Fuck that shit, you ain't hot like Prince You got a little shine, but not like this Time crumbles when the jet black M5 rumbles All from what I did last summer? But motherfuckers forget, till I'm back up on the set And every motherfucking jump shot wet Same outfit every day like a cartoon (That's me!) Uh, they'll never find you in a shark soup (Nope) And there will never be a part two Shit, you're looking at some motherfucking art, boo Two pumps from the inhaler got me feeling like Lawrence Taylor Two kisses on the cheek for my tailor (Mwah!) I got the soul of an Amazon healer Better be sure to put them cameras on (Please) Turn dreams into real shit Yeah, I might be sick Sitting court side, I'm likely lit Draw blood, I'm already made (Uh) But little man will cut your face like wedding cake (Aaah!) You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me Switchin' lanes on these bitches like (Whoop!) Switchin' lanes on these bitches like (Whoop!) Watch the fifth wheel fall From this top floor view, I can see it all Yeah, man From this top floor view, I can see it all I can see it all Uh, I started clapping when the chef brought the duck to the table (Phenomenon!) Uh, that shit was shining like an angel (Whoo!) I never trust a dude named Angel (Nah) Long sleeved 4/5th's, turn them to an angel The sky opened up and down came me Young AB, floatin' in a Jag from the '80s (Uh) Tanned like I just left Haiti (Uh) Looking like I had mad plastic surgery (Aaah! Damn) They turned Bam Bam Chinese And that's fine by me (True) Shit, I need some time to realign my chi (So?) So bitch, please pass that bombazee Before I get upset You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me
Writer(s): Rory William Quigley, Ariyan Arslani, Onuma Singsiri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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