Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Rap
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Rap
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Programação
Earl The Pearll
Earl The Pearll
Programação
The Martinez Brothers
The Martinez Brothers
Remixagem
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Composição
Isaac Earl Bynum
Isaac Earl Bynum
Composição
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Composição
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Composição
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Produção
Earl The Pearll
Earl The Pearll
Produção
The Martinez Brothers
The Martinez Brothers
Engenharia (masterização)
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

[Verse 1]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 2]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 3]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 4]
**** respected, all good in all zones
I'm feelin' the energy, even my enemies
[Verse 5]
I did Saint Laurent when that shit was YSL
I been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12
Since a young ****, been a hard-headed hothead
Ducked feds, laid low, they do what I say so
I been gettin' money since I learned how to walk, for real
I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just talkin' still
I done came, oh, so far from when I used to have to walk and steal
13, 14, we was really runnin' round with them Glocks, for real
Poppin' pills
[Verse 6]
We don't need no sleep till the morning
I whip my dick out when she yawnin'
I'm on the tour bus, I been tourin'
I think I'm gonna cop me a foreign
I want a white 488, yeah
I came up on sellin' four 48s, yeah
[Verse 7]
I came up from scammin' and swipin'
Steal from my neighbor, I'm triflin'
Finna go cop me a Raptor
Ride that lil' bitch like a bison
In Chanel boots, shawty look like she hikin'
I'm takin' a liking, y'all textin', I'm pipin'
I feel like a Viking, I'm all with the shits
Shotgun shell turn his head to grits
[Verse 8]
I did Saint Laurent when that shit was YSL
I been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12
Since a young ****, been a hard-headed hothead
Ducked feds, laid low, they do what I say so
I been gettin' money since I learned how to walk, for real
I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just talkin' still
I done came, oh, so far from when I used to have to walk and steal
13, 14, we was really runnin' round with them Glocks, for real
Poppin' pills
[Verse 9]
Still duckin' feds 'cause I heard they lookin' for me
Got a hundred Dracos in the hood, now run up on me
Walk around with all this jewelry on, they will not take it from me
And them packs came from the West coast
That's how we get the monies
[Verse 10]
No cap
Get 'em, got 'em, gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
**** respected, all good in all zones
I'm feelin' the energy, even my enemies
[Verse 11]
I did Saint Laurent when that shit was YSL
I been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12
Since a young ****, been a hard-headed hothead
Ducked feds, laid low, they do what I say so
I been gettin' money since I learned how to walk, for real
I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just talkin' still
I done came, oh, so far from when I used to have to walk and steal
13, 14, we was really runnin' round with them Glocks, for real
Poppin' pills
[Verse 12]
We don't need no sleep till the morning
I whip my dick out when she yawnin'
I'm on the tour bus, I been tourin'
I think I'm gonna cop me a foreign
I want a white 488, yeah
I came up on sellin' four 48s, yeah
[Verse 13]
I came up from scammin' and swipin'
Steal from my neighbor, I'm triflin'
Finna go cop me a Raptor
Ride that lil' bitch like a bison
In Chanel boots, shawty look like she hikin'
I'm takin' a liking, y'all textin', I'm pipin'
I feel like a Viking, I'm all with the shits
Shotgun shell turn his head to grits
[Verse 14]
I did Saint Laurent when that shit was YSL
I been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12
Since a young ****, been a hard-headed hothead
Ducked feds, laid low, they do what I say so
I been gettin' money since I learned how to walk, for real
I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just talkin' still
I done came, oh, so far from when I used to have to walk and steal
13, 14, we was really runnin' round with them Glocks, for real
Poppin' pills
[Verse 15]
Still duckin' feds 'cause I heard they lookin' for me
Got a hundred Dracos in the hood, now run up on me
Walk around with all this jewelry on, they will not take it from me
And them packs came from the West coast
That's how we get the monies
[Verse 16]
No cap
Get 'em, got 'em, gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 17]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 18]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 19]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 20]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 21]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
[Verse 22]
**** runnin', gone
Give a dog a bone
Young ****, fly shit, thank God I'm on
Written by: Dominique' Jones, Isaac Earl Bynum, Kevin Gomringer, Miles Parks McCollum, Tim Gomringer
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