Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Octavian
Octavian
Interpretação
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Interpretação
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Octavian
Octavian
Letra
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Composição
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Composição
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Produção
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Produção
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Engenharia (mixagem)
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Engenharia (assistente)
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Engenharia (assistente)
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Engenharia (assistente)
Lewis Hopkin
Lewis Hopkin
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Young **** got lit
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)
[Verse 2]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
[Verse 3]
Came in like the man
Your show, takin' all your fans
Beg someone try and get my fans off me
I depend, could they get the bands off me
Your bitch dance on me
Talkin' shit, says she is a fan of me
On my body, got to get that fan off me
Told my bitch she can't stand with me
That's awkward (****, that's awkward)
Roll up the Backwoods (Backwoods)
Funny, 'cause we only move forwards
And you say you ignore us
Nah, you adore us
We never lose focus
Walk around and they applaud us
The money's so moreish
The diamonds so flawless
[Verse 4]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
[Verse 5]
About a hundred bands on me
Uh, diamonds gon' dance on me
Uh, trip out to France on me
Uh, look at this tan on me
Uh, she got a plan on me
Yeah, all of these brands on me
In the big truck when she throw that ass up
And I bet she land on me
Don't fuck with the clique, man, it's homicide
Hammer time and you know that it's drummer time
Word up, we will leave a **** traumatized
A$AP and you know we got the mob ties
Right now see you lookin' like a mob wife
Go half on a baby like all night
In the brand new Mercedes and it's all white
Man, I know they gon' hate me but it's alright
Man, I know they gon' hate me but it's alright
I done pulled up with the product from the archives
**** know and they go buzzin' like a beehive
And you know a **** stuntin' in a G5
And you know we can't stop 'cause we on the grind
We be gettin' it, got guap on the mind
I could take your bitch, you can't get one of mine
'Cause we gettin' lit, know a **** finna shine
[Verse 6]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
Written by: A$AP Ferg, London On Da Track, Octavian, Rex Kudo
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