뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Ghostluvme
Ghostluvme
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Symere Bysil Woods
Symere Bysil Woods
송라이터
Clayton Lisy
Clayton Lisy
송라이터
Brandon Finessin
Brandon Finessin
송라이터
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
송라이터
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
송라이터
John Klovee
John Klovee
송라이터
Spencer Mott
Spencer Mott
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Brandon Finessin
Brandon Finessin
프로듀서
Astrid
Astrid
프로듀서
Andrew Schwartz
Andrew Schwartz
레코딩 엔지니어
Ryan Schwabe
Ryan Schwabe
마스터링 엔지니어
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

Woah Gotta run through the sack, gotta get it some more (Run through the sack, gotta get it some more) Gotta run through the sack, gotta get it some more (Run through the sack, gotta get it some more, yeah) Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Lil Uzi Vert, yeah I came with the cash Niggas, they mad 'cause they bitch on my ass (Woah) Niggas, they mad 'cause I pulled up the racks Don't got my gun, then you probably get stabbed I do the crime and I don't need a mask (Yeah) I still walk around, Balmain on my ass I walk around with a whole lotta gas Not in the mall but I'm poppin' them tags Yeah-yeah-yeah (Woah, ayy) I move around like an alien One of my best friends, they move like a felon, and Yeah-yeah-yeah (Ayy, ayy) I'm not a snitch, I'm not telling 'em If he get locked up, you know that I'm bailing him (Woah) Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact (One, two, three, four) Bitch, it's Ghostluvme, I came with a bag (Ghostluvme) Crackers are mad 'cause their bitch call me dad (Woah) Crackers are mad 'cause I tripled my racks (Yeah) Talk shit in public, you'll probably get smacked (Yeah) I fucked that dime and I don't need a bag (Yeah) Cum on her face, wipe it off with a rag (Woah) Uppin' my team like I'm raising a flag I want it all, so I'm uppin' the tax (One, two, three, go) Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah) I move around like an alien Since my one brother died, I don't trust anyone Yeah-yeah-yeah (Woah, woah, woah, yeah) I got a bitch who's gon' feel it know All of my brothers, you know that I bailed them out Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact (One, two, three, four)
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Brandon Veal, Javier Mercado, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, John David Klovee, Spencer Allen Mott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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