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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Vocals
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Michael Holmes
Songwriter
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Derrick Hill
Songwriter
Kelvin J N Magnusen
Songwriter
Tyler Jones
Songwriter
Kory Fernie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DZL
Producer
Rian Lewis
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Kelvin Krash
Additional Producer
Neil Engle
Assistant Engineer
Tekst Utworu
Loced out
Pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
(Wanna fuck them kids, wanna fuck the world, wanna fuck them all, uh)
Yeah
Fuck them kids
Ain't got nice words for none of them kids
What you heard ain't what I said
You got snakes all in yo' cap
Yeah (don't, don't)
Don't make me untie my durag (don't, don't)
Don't make me send yo' ass to the gulag (don't, don't)
Don't make me open up my new bag (new bag)
Don't make me hit it off like food stamps (food stamps)
You ain't mad at me, that's hormones, bitch (bitch)
Takin' beans out the bag like cornhole, bitch (bitch)
Mask on face, I ain't Zorro
Fuckin' on dude lookin' like Antonio, bitch (bitch)
Never sign nothin' who sold you those, bitch? (Bitch)
Let me build my portfolio, bitch
Fight the urge
Fight the urge to talk my shit
Fight the urge to fuck yo' bitch
Fight the urge to keep gettin' rich
Fight the-
Fight, fight, fight the urge
Gotta fight the urge to keep gettin' rich, ah
Cross that line, it's a flat-line
And you out of time like a deadline
Somebody gon' bleed red wine
If a nigga step on my landmine
Hope my guys don't face (bed time)
A renaissance god, I'm like (Greg high)
Speak my mind, it's another headline (line)
This blood look orange, call him Dev Hynes (woo!)
I don't wear ESSENTIALS 'cause I'm quintessential
Influential on the instrumental
I'm intricate, the flow sentimental
I'm unconventional, the grim is mental
Yeah, I look like thugnificent
Will someone tell the judge I'm innocent?
I peep how they tried to cancel him
Then resubscribe for the membership
Fight the urge
Make them bite the curb
Might just strike a nerve
Not the type to wife a bird
I just might just buy a spur
So I can write your curse
Pop a nerve, I heard you like to swerve (hahaha)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (gotta keep, gotta keep)
Gotta fight the urge
Fight the urge to talk my shit
Fight the urge to fuck yo' bitch
Fight the urge to keep gettin' rich
Fight the-
Fight, fight, fight the urge
Gotta fight the urge to keep gettin' rich, ah
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Writer(s): Rakim Mayers, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Derrick Hill, Tyler Nicholas Jones, Michael Daniel Holmes, Kelvin Jacob Nii-aryee Magnusen, Kory Adams
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