Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocais
Gunna
Gunna
Vocais
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Programação
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Programação
Census
Census
Programação
Yung Gunna
Yung Gunna
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Composição
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composição
michael romito
michael romito
Composição
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Composição
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Composição
Jocelyn "Jozzy" Donald
Jocelyn "Jozzy" Donald
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Census
Census
Produção
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Produção
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Produção
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Engenharia (mixagem)
Jeff Fitzgerald
Jeff Fitzgerald
Engenharia (mixagem imersiva)

Letra

[PreChorus]
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem?
You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now
I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style
Yeah, you want a problem?
Lil' bitch I ain't involved
Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved
Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it
If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love
[Chorus]
Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this
Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it
[Verse 1]
Diamonds wet, everywhere I go my diamonds cold, yeah
Line em up, we could turn them into dominoes, yeah
Ridin' the Benz, drop the top and now my hair in the wind, yeah
She at it again, I'm at it again, we at it again
Real shooters they gon' do what it takes
Ski masks they ain't showing the face
No FaceTime that might come with a case
Got no time making minimum wage
Goin' hard you see me out of state
Took her home and now she want to stay
Said she mine, for tonight it's okay
We at it again, we at it again
[PreChorus]
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem?
You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now
I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style
Yeah, you want a problem?
Lil' bitch I ain't involved
Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved
Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it
If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love
[Chorus]
Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this
Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it
[Verse 2]
Still eatin' I can't even spell drought
It's been a long time I swear to God
I could remember we sleep in the trap house
We shop in New York, we shop in Miami
In Vegas we gamble and cash out
These rappers play tough but we always ready
And don't really see what the cap 'bout
Put some money on your head, head, head, head I feel heartless
Baguettes in the Rolex on this new bitch, oh my darlin'
Tell promoters send the check and the jet, yeah, I don't bargain
Gunna taught you how to dress, **** say less, drippin' out heartless
[PreChorus]
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem?
You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now
I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style
Yeah, you want a problem?
Lil' bitch I ain't involved
Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved
Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it
If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love
[Chorus]
Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this
Put some dollars on your head, head, head , head, then I repeat it
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Jocelyn "Jozzy" Donald, Nico Baran, Sergio Kitchens, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe, michael romito
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