Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Composition
Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.
Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.
Composition
Jordan Holt
Jordan Holt
Composition
Alexander West
Alexander West
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mustard
Mustard
Production
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Ingénierie de mixage
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Ingénierie de mixage
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Chris Dennis
Chris Dennis
Ingénierie de prise de son
Justus West
Justus West
Production complémentaire
J.Holt
J.Holt
Co‑production

Paroles

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, ho
Yeah
[Chorus]
Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze
[Verse 1]
We just bust back, fuck a chit-chat
I got dollars, I never gotta go tit for tat
I be inside her throat like a Tic Tac
And she never ever give me lip
Sippin' on this potion, I'm flyer than fly
She say I'm the G.O.A.T. and she got a look in her eyes
Got a lot of vibes, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I was taught to slide with a pole
[Chorus]
Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze
[Verse 2]
We was at the trap house, had cash in the couch
New black Maybach when I'm backin' it out
We went out to eat, I spent some racks at TAO
I'm a real ****, gotta keep it ten thousand
She gave me top-top, so I took her overseas
Took her to the dock, gotta cruise it on the beach
I got big knots, my Amiris go deep
And I can't lie, she got a hold on me, aye
[Chorus]
Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze
[Outro]
Aye, hello
Hello
Aye, what's happenin'?
Hey
Aye, what you doin'?
Nothin' much, what you got goin' on?
Shit, bored, ****, missin' you
Stop it, you is not thinkin' about me
You won't even let me phone my girl, bro
You play too much, for real
I be thinkin' 'bout you, when I pull up on you, I'ma play that Fantasia
Whatever, I'll be damned
Written by: Alexander West, Dijon McFarlane, Jordan Holt, Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.
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