Teledysk

Nadchodzące koncerty z udziałem Quavo, Takeoff & Birdman

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
Birdman
Birdman
Vocals
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Zachary D. Thomas
Zachary D. Thomas
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quavo
Quavo
Mixing Engineer
Budda Beats
Budda Beats
Producer
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Larry Anthony
Larry Anthony
Mastering Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

But the shots can't miss (it's Budda Beats) But the shots can't miss (blatt) (DJ Durel) But the shots can't miss (you slip, we slide) But the shots can't miss, yeah, huh Big stunna (ha, ha, ha, ha) Big stunna (stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt) But the shots can't miss (stunt, Huncho) Real nigga, I can't fuck with you, nigga I can't hang, ain't no snakes in none of my campaign, nigga I'm gon' pop it, like a fucking bottle of champagne, nigga Call the rocket, we gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (gone, Takeoff) Phew, phew, phew, phew We gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga Phew, ha, ha, ha Call the rocket, we gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (ha) Been in all corners, I ain't never been a runner 50 rounds on a drummer (oh), made 'em add another comma I ain't going for finesse, if they try me, I'ma buss' 'em In that demon, I possess, but watch me snatch that motherfucker (skrrt) Big Huncho, big stunna (big), bad bitch, that's big momma (momma) Big jewelry, big money, big guns, come take something (brrt) Walk inside the room, I'm the biggest buck, I am Giannis Told my bitch I fucked another bitch, at least I am honest (stunt) Big stunna (stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt, big, stunt) Big stunna (ha, ha, ha, ha) But the shots can't miss (ayy) Yeah, real nigga, I can't fuck with you, nigga (no) I can't hang, ain't no snakes in none of my campaign, nigga I'm gon' pop it, like a fucking bottle of champagne, nigga Call the rocket, we gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (phew, phew, phew) Platinum Rollie, guacamole, holy moly Coupe so fast, hocus-pocus Make a nigga lose focus Diamonds flashin' off the lights Bet your bitch gon' bust it open (bust it) See these chains and these rings, these are hood nigga trophies (trophies) Get to swerving in that Lamb' with the doors wide open (wide) They can't put me under in this shit, way far from over (nah) Two cup styrofoam, don't worry 'bout what's in my soda (fuck up) Name a nigga colder, met the plug in North Dakota (shh) She look like, "Who whip this is?" I said, "Bitch, I'm the owner" (me) I was sick before corona, ice-cold like pneumonia (ice) It may not look like it, but I know he got it on him (shh, can't say that) Lookin' at commas (commas) Might go get that OG Hummer for the summer (hummer, summer, fuck it) Big stunna (stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt, stunt) (The biggest baller in the business) Big stunna (ha, ha, ha, ha) But the shots can't miss (ayy) Bird and Wayne, Steph and Clay, Take' and Qua' (Take' and Qua') Five star, Bugatti car, the stunna way (the stunna way) Hella choppers, chrome blade, the candy paint (the candy paint) Three hundred mill', Cash Money, Rich Gang (we rich, gang) Lead actress? Bitch, please You know who I be (Rich Gang) Lead actress? Bitch, please You know who I be (Rich Gang) Yeah, big stunna (stunt, stunt, stunt, the biggest baller in the business, stunt, big) Big stunna (ha, ha, ha, ha) But the shots can't miss (ayy) Yeah, real nigga, I can't fuck with you, nigga (no) I can't hang, ain't no snakes in none of my campaign, nigga I'm gon' pop it, like a fucking bottle of champagne, nigga Call the rocket, we gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (gone, Takeoff) Phew, phew, phew, phew We gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (phew, let's get it, ha, ha, ha) Call the rocket, we gon' takeoff on the fuckin' stage, nigga (ha)
Writer(s): Bryan Williams, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Daryl Mcpherson, Kirshnik Khari Ball, Zachary D Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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