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INTERPRÉTATION
Nardo Wick
Interprète
The Kid LAROI
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tyler David Maline
Paroles/Composition
Raymond Reichenbach
Paroles/Composition
Luis J. Diaz
Paroles/Composition
Aaron Raj Tanarasoo
Paroles/Composition
Charlton Howard
Paroles/Composition
Horace Walls
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Trademark
Production
Horace Walls Jr.
Ingénierie de prise de son
Looisey
Production
Cloud
Production
WhereTfIsRay
Production
James Kang
Ingénierie de mixage
Tyler Chase
Ingénierie de prise de son
Kaleb Allen
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
(Damn, Trademark)
Quarter million-dollar vacation (vacation)
Bitch, this is a money conversation (oh, yeah)
Look at where I come from, it's amazing
Under California sun, on the beach gettin' faded
Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (yeah)
Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under 30 (oh yeah)
They ain't ever seen that shit (hell nah)
Brand-new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Bitch I'm burnin' up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heatin' up
Suitcase for my racks, they say that duffle wasn't big enough
Sent her to the doctor 'cause her bottom wasn't big enough
I got lots of choppers for the oppers, we gon' hit 'em up (grraow, grraow, grraow)
Give it up, this a robbery, I want my style back
We don't do the woofin', go find someone else to howl at (grraow, grraow, grraow)
Big chains, swinging on my neck like a ball bat
If he try to touch it, put a hole in his ballcap (baow, baow)
Grape guts, I put purple seats in my Trackhawk
Don't get mad at me, she told me, "Hit her," that ain't my fault
General, never taking orders, I'm a big boss
If I tell 'em go, they gon' spiral like a football
Bloop-bloop, Nardo came through drippin' like a wet treat
She don't want relations, she say she just wanna sext me
Never call my phone, if you need me, better text me
Quarter million-dollar vacation (vacation)
Bitch, this is a money conversation (oh, yeah)
Look at where I come from, it's amazing
Under California sun, on the beach gettin' faded
Doubled up my cup and it's a whole lot of dirty (yeah)
Where I'm from, I'm the first on Forbes under 30 (oh yeah)
They ain't ever seen that shit (hell nah)
Brand-new Porsche, 911, red velvet inside my whip (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Bitch I'm burning up, call a firetruck, they say I'm heating up
Writer(s): Luis Diaz, Charlton Howard, Horace Walls, Tyler David Maline, Aaron Tanarasoo, Raymond Reichenbach
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