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INTERPRÉTATION
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Chant
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Chant
Big Sean
Big Sean
Chant
Offset
Offset
Chant
Quavo
Quavo
Chant
Takeoff
Takeoff
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Paroles/Composition
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Paroles/Composition
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Paroles/Composition
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Paroles/Composition
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Paroles/Composition
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Paroles/Composition
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Paroles/Composition
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Production
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Production
Wheezy
Wheezy
Production
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Production
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Ingénierie
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Ingénierie de mixage
Big Sean
Big Sean
Ingénierie
Quavo
Quavo
Ingénierie de mixage

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Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah) Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah) Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up) Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride Bust down Rollie with the ice (ice) Ride 'round the city with a pipe Wrist frozen (frozen) Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (chosen) Hit a lightskin from Oakland In my old school sideshow Supersport (oh yeah) Crash the Porsche (oh yeah) I was gettin' head (woah) She was killin' it (woah) Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve swerve) Cash out on some new shit (woah, look) Bitch, I surround myself with all this loyalty Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear) A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no) Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me) I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and Take (God) I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate Bitch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), poser (woah) Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone White color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit) Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up) Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah) Coupe got wings (coupe got) Posted up with kings (coupe got wings) On the top like toupee (on top) Play no games, no 2K (no 2K) Crap game in the booth flame (crap) Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt) Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey) Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray (pavé) Run to the bag like Hussein (bag) When I lay my head down, got two K's (baow) Ferrari in Miami Beach (Ferrrari) I paid one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe) I took her soul for keeps, yeah (soul) Back to back Rolls like Meech (Meech) I check my balance, the cash I'ma double up (bag) P-90, two-three with the monkey nuts (brrt) When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck (woo) When I get with a bitch I'ma pipe her up (hey) Pour that lean on that ice (lean) Leaving my dreams covered in ice (dream) Wedding band rings, ain't no wife Tryna get the demons out of my sight (woo) Nigga we ain't hiding we straight (nope) I'm talking big plate with that steak (steak) Niggas be watchin' out 'cause they scoping (watchin') Geeked off of Adderall, they all focused (acid) Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine withdrawls A nigga must got to be joking (joking) Don't want the pack, it ain't potent (uh) Look at wrist, water came from the ocean (ice) I'm laughing, never lacking (no) Everlasting, flipping work like gymnastics (flippin' it) Wrapping it up in the plastic (wrappin' it) Smoking it up in the ashes (ashes) Looking and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses) I pick the bitch up and smash it 2018 we don't pass, we trash it Yeah, white color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit) Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up) Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah) Coupe got wings (coupe got) Posted up with kings (coupe got wings) On the top like toupee (on top) Play no games, no 2K (no 2K) Crap game in the booth flame (crap) Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)
Writer(s): Kirsnick Khari Ball, Sean Michael Anderson, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Wesley Tyler Glass, Jacques Webster, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Quavious Keyate Marshall, Daryl Mcpherson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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