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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Chant
Michael D. Foster
Michael D. Foster
Mélodica
Scootie
Scootie
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Anton Göransson
Anton Göransson
Paroles/Composition
Isabella Sjöstrand
Isabella Sjöstrand
Paroles/Composition
Charles Anderson
Charles Anderson
Paroles/Composition
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Paroles/Composition
Bianca Blush Atterberry
Bianca Blush Atterberry
Paroles/Composition
Michael D. Foster
Michael D. Foster
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Brown
Tommy Brown
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Anton Göransson
Anton Göransson
Production
Michael D. Foster
Michael D. Foster
Production
TBHits
TBHits
Production

Paroles

Spot a little hottie when I flipped out the shades Lookin' like a red 'Rari sittin' in a driveway Bottle of Cîroc with a hint of Kool-Aid She done pulled up like I'm getting rid of weeds Are you tired from running through my mind? Take a break and we can have a good time Show you moves like I'm the new James Brown Me and you should get a room right now 'Cause if it's gold, I'll throw it away You're worth more than every single chain It ain't gon' work if you don't want it to Best drink I take is when I'm sippin' you You know where I go when we're dancing Handshakes in The Hamptons And gettin' drunk in the mansions with you And you look so classy Come through with that magic You know that I'm 'bout to smash it, it's true I can take to the room, I can take you to the beach But we gotta leave at 9 'cause I gotta get my sleep You can be that early bird, I'ma give you that worm Get with me, I'll take you 'round the world 'Cause if it's gold, I'll throw it away You're worth more than every single chain Walk with a limp, it just means I'm cool Next trip I take is just me and you You know where I go when we're dancing Handshakes in The Hamptons And gettin' drunk in the mansions with you And you look so classy Come through with that magic You know that I'm 'bout to smash it, it's true Lil Boat You said you livin' up North When you comin' to the A? You said you need to find a crib Well, tell me where you wanna stay I know we're not too pressed for time But can you pick up on the pace I'm tired of looking at your pictures Wanna be up in your face I wanna dance with you, I wanna laugh I wanna sing Take you on the road, have you rockin' on my bling Don't know if you're the one but if you are, you'll get a ring That's later down the line, don't wanna rush these types of things I'm a mama's boy so you gotta meet my mama first As you whip the Coupe around, use the seat belt first New shoes, new clothes and a Chanel purse Vacaying in The Hamptons got a lazy curse You know where I go when we're dancing Handshakes in The Hamptons And gettin' drunk in the mansions with you And you look so classy Come through with that magic You know that I'm 'bout to smash it, it's true
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Thomas Lee Brown, Anton Goeransson, Bianca Dieandra Atterberry, Isabella Sjoestrand, Michael Foster, Charles Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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