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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ameer Vann
Ameer Vann
Vocals
Dom McLennon
Dom McLennon
Vocals
Kevin Abstract
Kevin Abstract
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ameer Vann
Ameer Vann
Songwriter
Clifford Fernando Simpson
Clifford Fernando Simpson
Songwriter
Dominique Michael Simpson
Dominique Michael Simpson
Songwriter
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Producer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Recording Engineer
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Mixing Engineer

Songteksten

I might go Interstellar, I feel like Matthew McConaughey, ay I don't care for what they gotta say, Tony Perkis how I drop the weight Jason Bourne with the headshot, Jason Statham with the whip game Liam Neeson with the rescue, I go Gunnar with the leather face Bruce Campbell with the chains, Tobin Bell with the saw Anthony Hopkins, I'm eatin' 'em raw, they don't know who we are Molly Shannon, I'm a superstar, ride or die like it's Seabiscuit Tryna stack like Tobey, John Wick, I don't leave a witness Chris Paul, I'm assistin', Ameer go Blake Griffin Give me forty-eight minutes, we go '04 Pistons Catch a fade like Robert Horry, only time to get the spotlight Deray how I'm top flight, go Obama when I drop mics I'm the black Tom Hanks, you can call me Nigga Banks Secret Agent Cody Banks, quarter pound of the dank On the scale and it stank, put my mama in a Range I just bought a new Wraith, Nic Cage with the face off John Travolta when I take off, Brad Pitt, start a fight club Turn the trap into the nightclub, I'm like Prince with the white doves Paint a picture with the white Dust, Lionel Ritchie with the white bitch Try to tell it to her nicely, but she never wanna listen Beat the pussy to submission, Tom Cruise on a mission Pull a R&B singer, bring her back to South Central I shine just like a popstar, MJ my initial Kobe Bryant with the spin moves, if these niggas got issues H-Town with Beyoncé, turn her to my prom date Kingpin like JAY-Z, dance moves like JT Heath Ledger with some dreads, I just gave my nigga head Standing on my two legs, fuck what that nigga done said, bruh I don't fuck with no white boys 'less the nigga Shawn Mendes I been off and I been dead, bad as hell, I don't bench press High school, they ain't fuck with me, now the critics don't fuck with me My own fam ain't fuck with me, but Viceland did fuck with me I'm the only popstar with no money, can't drive so I'm still runnin' Uber takin' all my show money, but that's okay, I got more money Not enough to get my teeth fixed so my boyfriend in the street, bitch In the moonlight, I get seasick, did ya see all the art that we did? Did all that shit in a weekend, we was up all late tweakin', yeah Ice Cube on a Friday, Chris Tucker on a Friday Michael Cera on a Friday, Jonah Hill on a Friday Rockin' Leo's blood diamonds, sucked off on the highway Police right behind me, like a nigga stole his OJ Okay, I don't play, got the same last name as O.J
Writer(s): Clifford Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Ameer Vann, Dominique Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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