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French Montana
French Montana
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
송라이터
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
송라이터
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
송라이터
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
프로듀서
David "Bijan" Hughes
David "Bijan" Hughes
레코딩 엔지니어
Lawrence "ELL" Wydermyer
Lawrence "ELL" Wydermyer
레코딩 엔지니어
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
어시스턴트 엔지니어
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
마스터링 엔지니어
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
믹싱 엔지니어

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Writer(s): Kevin Gomringer, Shane Lindstrom, Karim Kharbouch, Tim Gomringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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