Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocais
Quavo
Quavo
Vocais
Otis Redding
Otis Redding
Samples (artista original)
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Ty-Ron Douglas
Ty-Ron Douglas
Composição
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Composição
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Composição
Jerry Butler
Jerry Butler
Composição
Edward Thomas
Edward Thomas
Composição
Jay Walker
Jay Walker
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Engenharia
Buddah Bless
Buddah Bless
Produção
Jimmy Lepe
Jimmy Lepe
Engenharia
Zach Steele
Zach Steele
Engenharia
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Engenharia
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Engenharia (mixagem)
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Meeboob
Meeboob
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Engenharia

Letra

All these damn chains, modern slavery (Ice)
But this ain't 1800, so they pay me (Cash)
Uh, yuh, shaking my demons off (Shake 'em)
Dippin' my dreams in sauce (Dreams)
Never been food for sharks (Nope)
Wrist like fins on dolphins (Cash)
Pop a couple bands on the table
Whip, got a switch like I'm brainless
Sip after sip, I feel painless
Do it one time for team (Yeah)
Burn it like gasoline (It's lit)
Downing these jolly beans (Alright)
Diamonds, they frolicking (Ice)
Red and blue matching drugs
Did 'em both just because (Pop it)
They hoodie and maskin' up (Nah)
Did it with Robin Hoods (Yeah)
If I, let my
Gang out, bow down (Gang)
Come 'round, gun ya down
Hunt down, hunt down
Rampage, campaign
Champagne, I gain
Decades of no pain
At this age, they fugaz'
Who did you thought you was?
Get 'em knocked off for dubs
Sit in the trap with bugs (Trap)
Walk in the lab with scrubs (Ay)
**** tryna count us out (No)
Fuck you thought this was (Huh?)
I'm like a coffee mug
Say you're soft for slugs
Hot on the block
You told 12, got the drop
Rubber bands and they pop
So we weigh out the knots
Cuban link, cost a lot
Houston cred with a lot
Let it fall from the top
She want bands, she gon' pop
Uh
All these damn chains, modern slavery (Ice)
But this ain't 1800, so they pay me (Cash)
Uh, yuh, shaking my demons off (Shake 'em)
Dippin' my dreams in sauce (Dreams)
Never been food for sharks (Nope)
Wrist like fins on dolphins (Cash)
Pop a couple bands on the table
Whip, got a switch like I'm brainless
Sip after sip, I feel painless
Written by: Edward Thomas, J. Walker, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Jerry Butler, Quavious Marshall, Ty-Ron Douglas
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