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INTERPRÉTATION
Baka Not Nice
Baka Not Nice
Chant
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Claviers
Maneesh Bidaye
Maneesh Bidaye
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Paroles/Composition
Maneesh Bidaye
Maneesh Bidaye
Paroles/Composition
Travis Savoury
Travis Savoury
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Coran "Cans" Nariman
Coran "Cans" Nariman
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
David "D.C." Castro
David "D.C." Castro
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Production
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Ingénierie de mixage
Maneesh Bidaye
Maneesh Bidaye
Production

Paroles

Lights off, yeah, that part, I just want that part I want that for sure I spent 100k Now they see me up I spent a 100k and I'm up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) You spent a 100k and you're broke, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I go to dealership, I count it up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I took it form the showroom mount it up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you, why you flossin' and you can't keep up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you rock them chains if you gon' keep them tucked, uh (Yeah, yeah) They see your chains now you gon' get stuck out your luck Yeah, they see me drippin', want my sauce, uh, uh They see me drippin' and they want my sauce, uh, uh I go to studio and I drop them bars, uh, uh, yeah Up in the studio, yeah, I'm up in Mars, baby, uh Yeah, they see me drippin' and they aw, uh, uh They say I'm flashy now 'cause I'm a star, uh, uh They say I'm nasty, yeah, I smoke some gas, uh (Yah, yah) Na, na, na, na, let me tell you, uh, yeah I spent a 100k and I'm up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) You spent a 100k and you're broke, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I go to dealership, I count it up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I took it form the showroom mount it up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you, why you flossin' and you can't keep up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you rock them chains if you gon' keep them tucked, uh (Yeah, yeah) They see your chains now you gon' get stuck out your luck Uh, why I'm so flashy while you steady hatin', uh, uh You don't wanna see me goin' crazy, yeah They goin' crazy 'cause I'm paid, baby, uh, uh Popped two pills you can see me later Watch me swag, got that swag, I got, uh, uh, uh, ay, ay, yah Na, na, na, na, let me tell you All these niggas acting lame now Pushing foreigns that we never owned (Pushing, Pushing) I don't rate ya, I don't rate ya Feel like Ray Charles, I don't rate ya I don't rate ya, feel like Ray Charles I spent a 100k and I'm up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) You spent a 100k and you're broke, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I go to dealership, I count it up, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah) I took it form the showroom mount it up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you, why you flossin' and you can't keep up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Why you rock them chains if you gon' keep them tucked, uh (Yeah, yeah) They see your chains now you gon' get stuck out your luck
Writer(s): Zamo Riffman, Ken Papenfus, Gary Clark, Carl Papenfus, John Carney, Gary Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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