크레딧

실연 아티스트
Yeat
Yeat
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
작사가 겸 작곡가
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
작사가 겸 작곡가
Rafe Nelson
Rafe Nelson
작사가 겸 작곡가
William Slayton Lambert
William Slayton Lambert
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Synthetic
Synthetic
프로듀서
rafeprod
rafeprod
프로듀서
Thankyouwill
Thankyouwill
프로듀서
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
믹싱 엔지니어
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

[Chorus]
Sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, we keep sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, and we keep sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, you my main, and you side bitch
Cut off they head, cut off they tops, bitch
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
And we keep sitting outside, we can get you chopped, bitch
I got too many guns, too many chopsticks
All of my gang familia, all of my gang familiar
Suck my dick through my pants, I'm finna fuck that twat
I got too many Benjamins, who countin' my pockets?
Look here, a thot, oh no, look here, a thot
Look here, a thot
Yeah, I'm hooked on the highs
I like when you suck my dick
I like when you suck my—
I like when you suck my dick
This here a thot, you ain't here on shit, huh
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
We lying for fun, and bitch, just do what I want
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
Pull up in that big Bentley truck
Come on, you must have thought I was done
Gon' fold over, you must have thought it was guns
[Verse 1]
I'm still on X
And I'm still on X
And I'm still on X
Like I told you they foreign again, they foreign checks
We don't do foreign checks, they bounce
We don't do foreign checks, they bounce
We don't do thots from side to side
We do top, from up and down
We don't do old money, only do new money
Yeah, we got thotties, want coming around
Loaded up, pulling up, bitch, every time
I'm holding it down, here from the ground
Let me see pussy, yeah, let me see ass, yeah
Turn it around, turn it around
Bitch, I'm a big bank motherfucker
Yeah, you ain't holding me down
Bitch, I'm a rich-ass motherfucker
Yeah, you ain't holding me down
Slap that bitch from the back, I'm a dog, she holdin' this pound
We on a new level, everything, fuck 'em, we holding the sound
Fuck, I think we got the money, we hold 'em in all the accounts
We on new level shit, we don't give no shit, no ounce
Yeah, how you gon' fuck that thot? Fuck her around the house
[Chorus]
Sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, we keep sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, and we keep sitting outside, sitting outside, bitch
Yeah, you my main, and you side bitch
Cut off they head, cut off they tops, bitch
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
And we keep sitting outside, we can get you chopped, bitch
I got too many guns, too many chopsticks
All of my gang familia, all of my gang familiar
Suck my dick through my pants, I'm finna fuck that twat
I got too many Benjamins, who counting my pockets?
Look here, a thot, oh no, look here, a thot
Look here, a thot
Yeah, I'm hooked on the highs
I like when you suck my dick
I like when you suck my—
I like when you suck my dick
This here a thot, you ain't here on shit
[Outro]
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
We lying for fun, and bitch, just do what I want
You must have thought I was done
You must have thought I was done
Pull up in that big Bentley truck
Come on, you must have thought I was done
You gon' fold over, you must have thought it was guns
Written by: Javier Mercado, Noah Smith, Rafe Nelson, William Slayton Lambert
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