Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Eric Leon
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Marcello Valenzano
Composição
Eric Leon Palestrini
Composição
Rayshon Cobbs, Jr.
Composição
Andre Christopher Lyon
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
808-Ray
Produção
Cool
Produção
Dre
Produção
Dave “Davito” Medrano
Engenharia (gravação)
Mark Williams
Engenharia (assistente)
Marcello Valenzano
Engenharia (mixagem)
Chris Gehringer
Engenharia (masterização)
Will Quinnell
Engenharia de masterização (assistente)
Letra
You already know what we doin man
We going all the way stupid, all the way dummy
All the way stupid
Popped another addy yea I ain’t get no sleep
Fucking on your bitch
In the middle of the week
Better second guess yourself before you send out that tweet
Cut them zoes will leave you leakin in the middle of the street
I go crazy in the booth no I don't fiddle with the beat
That’s why I'm riddle with the cheese
Put Balmains on my jeans
Yea, shorty she got ass I might put her on the team
I got ice in my veins, don’t need no ice for my lean
Walk around like I'm the man
I just went to Brooklyn I balled out like I'm Durant
Shorty tryna grab my cock her hands all in my pants
Heard my opps was in the club I'm still gone do my dance, yuh
Heard my opps was in the club I'm still gone do my dance
Popped another addy yea I ain’t get no sleep
Fucking on your bitch
In the middle of the week
Better second guess yourself before you send out that tweet
Cause them zoes will leave you leakin in the middle of the street
Popped another addy yea I ain’t get no sleep
Fucking on your bitch in the middle of the week
Better second guess yourself before you send out that tweet
Cause them zoes will leave you leakin in the middle of the street
I just sent that bitch a text, but I ain’t mean to
I check my phone she hit me up like “bae, I need you”
I got perkies got exotic gas
Smoking runtz like e-juice
She seen you was getting money she just tryna scheme you
I said shorty she obsessed with me, I do not wanna talk to you
She said she a artist too like hit me when you leave the booth
She might me a artist but she know to move that body too
I'm like OJ, bitch I got the juice
Fuck it what do I gotta lose
You already know what the fuck it is man
You know how the fuck we carry it man
Mother fuckas buying up all the runtz
Poppin all the shit
Poppin all the bottles
Bad bitches you already know what time it is
They getting slayed
All that shit man
Epidemic the fucking mob, man
Written by: Andre Christopher Lyon, Eric Leon Palestrini, Marcello Valenzano, Rayshon Cobbs, Jr.