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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Chant
MadeinTYO
MadeinTYO
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Darold Brown
Darold Brown
Paroles/Composition
Allan Lopez
Allan Lopez
Paroles/Composition
Dylan Anis
Dylan Anis
Paroles/Composition
Malcolm Jamaal Davis
Malcolm Jamaal Davis
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Tweek Tune
Tweek Tune
Production
Dylan Anis
Dylan Anis
Co‑production
Shaan Singh
Shaan Singh
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

Yeah Yeah Coo-coo Go! Man, I got all the flavor, bitches say I'm delicious I'ma have all you motherfuckers laying in ditches I'ma kill all you rappers, I'ma aim with precision (damn) They was rocking with your ass 'til they made a decision (that's right) All my friends making millions 'cause they knowin' my vision (ooh) A lot of entertainers crash, I can see the collision Destined to make the money, I was great at division I'm finna take all your food and I'ma eat up the dishes (ayy) Everything up off the table, I'm starving (huh, yeah) See a nigga ball, Steve Harvey (huh, right) Going off the dome, no Sharpie (huh, yeah) Working out, looking like a Barbie (that's right, Ken) Better not play boy like Carti (huh) Your ass'll get smoked, Bob Marley (huh, yeah) This ain't no game, no Atari (huh, ooh ooh) Lam' movin' bad like Kentucky Derby (huh, ooh, ooh) One, two, three, she a pro with the neck (Wam) One, two, three, four, hoppin' on a jet (yeah) Touch down, NY jawn on the way (ooh) Brown skin, light skin, she woke up today (skrrt, that's right) Since I fly a lot (ooh, ooh, ooh) Ferg, tell Jacob that I need a watch (bling blaow) You know the ones with the color ice drops (skrrt, skrrt) We gettin' money, taking bets Check my material, I'm hella fresh (ooh, ooh) Man, I got all the flavor, bitches say I'm delicious (yeah) I'ma have all you motherfuckers laying in ditches (right) I'ma kill all you rappers, I'ma aim with precision They was rocking with your ass 'til they made a decision (that's right) All my friends making millions 'cause they knowin' my vision (ooh) A lot of entertainers crash, I can see the collision Destined to make the money, I was great at division (damn) I'm finna take all your food and I'ma eat up the dishes, hey (ooh ooh) Just got the keys to the mansion (huh, yeah) Diamonds like Chris Brown dancin' (huh) Wonder why my bitch catch a tantrum (huh, right) Helicopter, golf course landing (huh, that's right) At Jay house on New Year (huh) Lenny S, got the whole crew here (huh, yeah) Crew left mink and gator shoes here (huh, ooh ooh) I swear this shit feeling like a zoo here (huh) One, two, three, she a pro with the neck (Wam) One, two, three, four, hoppin' on a jet (yeah) Touch down, NY jawn on the way (ooh) Brown skin, light skin, she woke up today (skrrt) Since I fly a lot (ooh, ooh, ooh) Ferg, tell Jacob that I need a watch (bling blaow) You know the ones with the color ice drops (skrrt, skrrt) We gettin' money, taking bets Check my material, I'm hella fresh (yeah)
Writer(s): Darold Durard Brown, Malcolm Davis, Dylan Anis, Allan Lopez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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