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Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
Future
Future
Vocals
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Carlton Mays Jr.
Carlton Mays Jr.
Songwriter
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Additional Producer
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Braden Davies
Braden Davies
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Testi

(Honorable C note) (Metro!) Keep the --Jump uh uh Keep it on jump uh uh Keep the --jump uh uh I caught it cool For a ten The – get loose She tryna win I beat her by the house I Beat her in It's 4o in the couch I let it spend When the cars lit Better call in She done popped all out She done called twin I done went to spazz out I put the raw in I done hit the strip club An spent a tall ten Lil shawty off the Cliqo She be coming hot Just like a heat stroke I can see ya lurking Threw the peep hole I'm stacking different money type of C Notes I'm talking C notes A – hitting C notes Ya spend what ya want An ya get what ya want I guess ya got what ya wanted Ya hitting the pole An ya give it ya all An ya keeping it honest To many nights I went nameless To many nights I went famous To many nights I went brainless I Get drunk uh uh Keep the – jump uh uh Keep the – jump uh uh I caught it cool for a ten The – get loose She tryna win I beat her out the house I beat her in It's 4o in the couch I let it spend You made a 100 an ya fall back Need you on a call back Knowing that ya all that baby Oh it's 200 on dashboard Stamping out ya passport Ask me if I'm really OK Ya get what ya want ya want ya want Ya get what ya want ya want ya want Ya get what ya want ya want ya want Ya get what ya want ya want ya want Ya spend what ya want An ya get ya what want I guess ya got what ya wanted Ya hitting the pole An ya give it your all An ya keeping it honest It's too many nights I went nameless It's too many nights I went famous It's too many I went brainless I get drunk uh uh Keep it on jump uh uh Keep it on jump uh uh Oooh oooh, ooh ooh Oooh oooh, ooh ooh Oooh oooh, ooh ooh Oooh oooh, ooh ooh Bottega Veneta whenever you ride wit me It aint like I'm askin you to ride for free From trappin to rappin need to be proud of me Pack out the studio and throw parties Money comin too fast I can't slow down Feel like I'm runnin from my past, I can't slow down Too many nights bout to crash Now I'm buying the foreigns all cash I can't slow down.
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Leland Tyler Wayne, Allen Raphael Ritter, Carlton Davis Jr Mays, Caleb Zackery Toliver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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