Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
YBN Nahmir
Vocais
Almighty Jay
Vocais
Daniel Rowland
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Chico Buarque
Composição
Courtland C Harvell
Composição
Jay Bradley
Composição
Nicholas Simmons
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Koen Heldens
Engenharia (mixagem)
Hoodzone
Produção
Courtland "Hoodzone" Harvell
Engenharia (gravação)
Letra
[Verse 1]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
(And I be stayin' in my lane)
[Verse 2]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
[Verse 3]
Aye, I talk to bro before I sleep at night
Before I sleep at night, he always told me, "Gotta fight"
I heard it's money on my head, can't let 'em take my life
I keep the Glock up in the Porsche 'cause I ain't livin' right
It's two .40's on my hip, bitch, please don't make me flash
I trade the Audi for the Porsche 'cause it be goin' fast
It's YBN, bitch, you know we all about the cash
If rappers talk, then you know we bringin' out the masks
It's 2 A.M., with the poles, me and gang slide
Me and gang extort them ****, watch them **** cry
I don't really play with ****, play with me, you die
**** sayin' that it's funk, but they apologize
Steel plate, 50's in them K's, I let it spray
Think I'm playin', bumpin' in the club, they gon' spray the mace
Free Lil Grim, we was on the block 'fore he caught a case
A **** copped a Benz, but I'm bringin' out the Porsche today
[Verse 4]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
(And I be stayin' in my lane)
[Verse 5]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
[Verse 6]
Ooh, drop top, two bitches in the studio gon' give top
New watch, bust down that AP, not a G-Shock
Ooh, bitch, I'm a pimp like Pinky
Wrist on water, Fiji
Ooh, that bitch actin' bougie
But she still wear Bebe
Ooh, pull up and shop
Rob the plug, spend a bag on a watch
Ooh, that bitch your thot
Started choosin', walkin' 'round with the knots
Yeah, Gucci sandals
I put your bitch in flip flops
My bitch is bad, your bitch not
Kick the bitch out, told her, "Kick rocks"
[Verse 7]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
(And I be stayin' in my lane)
[Verse 8]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain
They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane
(I be stayin' in my lane, ****)
[Verse 9]
(Porsches in the rain)
Written by: Chico Buarque, Courtland C Harvell, Jay Bradley, Nicholas Simmons, Nick Simmons
