뮤직 비디오
뮤직 비디오
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Travis Scott
리드 보컬
Mirsad Dérvic
프로그래밍
Drake
리드 보컬
Swae Lee
보컬
Big Hawk
보컬
Luther Campbell
음원으로 샘플링된 아티스트
The Notorious B.I.G.
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작곡 및 작사
Mirsad Dérvic
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Aubrey Drake Graham
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Khalif Brown
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John Edward Hawkins
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Chauncey Hollis
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Ozan Yildirim
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Rogét Chahayed
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MIKE DEAN
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Cydel Young
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Tim Gomringer
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Kevin Gomringer
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Luther Campbell
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Harry Wayne Casey
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Richard Finch
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Christopher Wallace
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Osten Harvey
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Bryan Higgins
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Trevor Smith
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James Jackson
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Malik Izaak Taylor
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Keith Elam
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Kamaal Fareed
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Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad
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Tyrone Taylor
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Fred Scruggs
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커크 존스
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Chylow Parker
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Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
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Chris Martin
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Travis Scott
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프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Travis Scott
녹음 엔지니어
Hit-Boy
프로듀서
Tay Keith
프로듀서
Cubeatz
프로듀서
Rogét Chahayed
프로듀서
MIKE DEAN
어시스턴트 프로듀서
Jon Sher
어시스턴트 녹음 엔지니어
Ben Sedano
어시스턴트 녹음 엔지니어
Sean Solymor
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Jimmy Cash
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Tom Norris
어시스턴트 프로듀서
Oz
프로듀서
Skrillex
믹싱 엔지니어
가사
Astro,
Yeah
Sun is down, freezing cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Going on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hopping out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot
(Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's-it's 4 AM and I'm back up popping with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really selling fruits
And they choking, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
Yeah, this-this shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group (yeah)
Hit my exes, I need the bootch (yeah)
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit)
Told her, Hop in, you coming too
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
She said, Where we going? I said, The moon
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue
D-d-d-don't stop
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah)
Cut the lights (Yeah)
Paid the price (Yeah)
**** think it's sweet (Nah, never),
It's on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (Yeah)
Baguettes in my ice (Aw, man)
Jesus Christ (Yeah)
Checks over stripes (Yeah)
That's what I like (Yeah)
That's what we like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!)
See the shots that I took (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Book (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinning Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!)
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sending kites, yeah
He said, Keep that on lock
I say, You know this shit, it's stife, yeah
It's absolute, yeah (Yeah)
I'm back, reboot (It's lit!)
La Ferrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumping off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she working on her glutes, yeah
(Oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah, (Check)
Just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter
I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes
Got these other bitches shook
Yeah
Written by: Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad, Aubrey Drake Graham, Bryan Higgins, Brytavious Chambers, Chauncey Hollis, Christopher Martin, Christopher Wallace, Chylow Parker, Cydel Young, Fred Scruggs, Harry Wayne Casey, Jacques Bermon Webster II, James Jackson, John Edward Hawkins, Kamaal Fareed, Keith Elam, Kevin Gomringer, Khalif Brown, Kirk Jones, Luther Campbell, MIKE DEAN, Malik Izaak Taylor, Mirsad Dérvic, Osten Harvey, Ozan Yildirim, Richard Finch, Rogét Chahayed, Scruggs Fred Jr., Tim Gomringer, Trevor Smith, Tyrone Taylor


