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INTERPRÉTATION
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Paroles
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Paroles/Composition
Travis Darelle Walton
Travis Darelle Walton
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Aaron Bow
Aaron Bow
Production
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Production
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Ingénierie de mixage
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Ingénierie de prise de son
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brian Stanley
Brian Stanley
Ingénierie de mixage spatial

Paroles

Yeah (mm, mm) Okay (yeah), okay, okay (mm, mm, mm, mm) It's us (brr) I been rolled up, yeah, I was geeking I was, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin' (yeah, yeah, yeah) I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit I was tryna strike shit, like a match, late night, yeah Strike like I missed it, strike like I hit the pin Strike like I'm not goin' to work, strike, strike You know that shit look real when you already do You know the guys sip on drank 'til it's early, yeah All this Bottega shit I shop at, Berlin just did Drank man had cracked the seal I begged him to sell it too (oh, dear) Stars on or off, this shit ain't nothin' I switch the coupe (gang) Emo bitch, she like to go taste shrooms Look like Betty Boop (yeah, yeah) She ain't me Coppin' SRTs and do fruity loops (she ain't me) He can't play big bank I switch out whips like they switch out shoes (yeah) Yeah (mm, mm) Okay (yeah), okay, okay (mm, mm, mm, mm) It's us (brr) I been rolled up, yeah, I was geekin' (yeah) I was, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin' (yeah, yeah, yeah) I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit (strike) I was tryna strike shit, like a match Late night, yeah (slatt, slatt, strike) Strike like I missed it (yeah), strike like I hit the pin (yeah) Strike like I'm not goin' to work (yeah), strike, strike Slide (okay), slide, show them somethin' show them, show them, uh Stack them old hundreds, recreate Yoda (hm, hm, hm) I don't put no crushed ice in my soda (hm, hm, hm) Percy got her stuck like a holster, uh (hm, hm, hm) It's a gun in my holster (hm, hm, hm, no stylist) New Balenci' out in Dover (hm, hm, hm, 220) It's a four in my soda, sit it on a Balenci' coaster (shh) Yeah (mm, mm) Okay (yeah), okay, okay (mm, mm, mm, mm) It's us (brr) I been rolled up (yeah), yeah, I was geekin' (yeah) I was, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin' (yeah, yeah, yeah) I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit I was tryna strike shit, like a match, late night, yeah Strike like I missed it, strike like I hit the pin Strike like I'm not goin' to work, strike, strike
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Travis Darelle Walton, Aaron Booe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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