クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reske
Reske
Songwriter
Teddy Sinclair
Teddy Sinclair
Songwriter
Andrei Dan
Andrei Dan
Songwriter
Craig Balmoris
Craig Balmoris
Songwriter
Daniel Tannenbaum
Daniel Tannenbaum
Songwriter
Dylan Chambers
Dylan Chambers
Songwriter
Gregory "Aldae" Hein
Gregory "Aldae" Hein
Songwriter
komari bailey
komari bailey
Songwriter
Montana Wayne Best
Montana Wayne Best
Songwriter
Noel Zancanella
Noel Zancanella
Songwriter
Sarkis Khaioian
Sarkis Khaioian
Songwriter
Sergiu Adrian Gherman
Sergiu Adrian Gherman
Songwriter
Seth Peat Van Genabeek
Seth Peat Van Genabeek
Songwriter
Stelios Phili
Stelios Phili
Songwriter
Brian Imanuel
Brian Imanuel
Songwriter
Tyler Mehlenbacher
Tyler Mehlenbacher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bekon
Bekon
Producer
Komari
Komari
Producer
Reske
Reske
Producer
Stelios
Stelios
Producer
Teddy Sinclair
Teddy Sinclair
Producer
The Donuts
The Donuts
Producer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Mixing Engineer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mixing Engineer
Matt Anthony
Matt Anthony
Mixing Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Trophy's
Trophy's
Producer
komari bailey
komari bailey
Producer
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Producer
Stelios Phili
Stelios Phili
Producer
Trophy
Trophy
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
When I shoot aye they gon' get that top fade ooh
She bad and she always tryna rendezvous
Speak the truth keep it 3k like I'm Andre
Can't relate to this guess we grew round different things man
[Verse 2]
When I shoot aye they gon get that top fade
This ain't horizontal why you lookin' at me sideways
Told the venue pay me stocks I'm feeling like Beyoncé
I won't ever quit, I was born to be the shit aye
[Verse 3]
Uh, how's it feel?
Been through ups and downs and they still ask me how's it feel
Face is hurtin' from the smiles it's time to keep it real
I been in the booth like who the fuck I gotta kill?
[Verse 4]
Slow down, cause you're movin' too fast for the world
You're gonna miss out
Slow down, cause you're movin' too fast for the world
You're gonna miss out
[Verse 5]
Winter jacket on me I love when it's cold out
Act so tough tell me what you really know bout
Closed eyed chronicles, slow ride carnivals, no lines audible
Your girl my girl it's all the same when she swallowin'
Aim my dick and I shoot her abdominals
My shit dope always get people wonderin'
Your mirror broke cuz it saw what's in front of it
[Verse 6]
Walkin' round I'm feeling like a fully loaded weapon
I just gave you dick girl why do you keep askin' for a present?
Actin hella fed up bitch I'm never givin' no more credits
And my credit card ain't setup, send me money thru the FedEx
Everybody sleepin' on me ain't nobody tryna get up
I just bought another mirror hope I see somebody better
I don't wanna play no game lil bitch I'm on a whole another level
See me at the bakery I'm tryna get my fuckin bread up
[Verse 7]
Serve it with some mozzarella, drippin' on you mothafuckas
You gon' need to buy umbrellas, you gon see me at Coachella
Fuck your mothafuckin' head up, she lookin' like Cinderella
Man you girl is getting wetter, we about to go meta
[Verse 8]
Hold 50 bands, been on road like 50 days
I got hella songs inside the vault that I already made
Yeah we gon' deliver this in 5 business days
I sell shows like my fuckin name Billy Mays
These hoes all around me fake they all Vinny Chase
Your girl already know the Wi-Fi at my place
I called her December she drove in the rain
She got banned from Uber she drove the mini van
Written by: Andrei Dan, Brian Imanuel, Craig Balmoris, Daniel Tannenbaum, Dylan Chambers, Gregory "Aldae" Hein, Jacob Reske, Montana Wayne Best, Noel Zancanella, Sarkis Khaioian, Sergiu Adrian Gherman, Seth Peat Van Genabeek, Stelios Phili, Teddy Sinclair, Tyler Reese Melenbacher, komari bailey
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