Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jidenna
Vocals
Quavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jidenna
Composer
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Composer
Andrew Horowitz
Composer
Milan Wiley
Composer
Brandon Cromwell
Composer
Adam Feeney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jidenna
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Every time I pull up at the let out, it's a spectacle
Heard this shit was jumpin' like the wad I bought in Mexico
This the only time, we on time and on schedule
Collars on the shirt, **** tryna live respectable
Then I spot her with the fur and ice like a Eskimo
Stretchin' out my cash so I'm hopin' that she flexible
Shawty swingin' purses and **** swingin' testicles
Eatin' fried food but we smokin' on the vegetable
She lookin', man, she lookin', man
Go hook her, man, go hook her, man
And a lame tryna holler, he a Bond wannabe
He a Roger Moore ****, I'm a Sean Connery
I know, now you lookin' at a man that's on a mission
Blindsided 'cause your man don't got no vision
Enemies tryna pack us in the prison
Oh, we gon' pack up in that old Honda Civic
[Verse 2]
(Yeah, yeah) All hunt and all prey
(Yeah, yeah) Why they lookin' at the wave?
(Yeah, yeah) Y'all could bring it our way
(Yeah, yeah) But I know you won't, I know you won't
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm runnin' late, so just meet me at the let out
Y'all tryna get in but I'm tryna get out
**** gettin' robbed, gettin' shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin' out the let out
I'ma meet my mans at the muhfuckin' let out
Prayin' on the fox, he a boss with a tail out
Ooh, I can't wait, I can't wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out
[Verse 4]
I ain't givin' these **** no points, just a shut out
I bet I take your ho right after they let out
I'm the boss, the Honcho, walkin' with my chest out
I got three mil in cash, I stashed it away at the guest house
I'm runnin' so late, I'm runnin' so late, I go get the money and shake
Soon as I pull up, we run in the let out
And we don't got time for debate
Throwin' cash off stage, supportin' the minimum wage
Gotta let my wings fly, if you let me out the cage
If I ever go to jail, I'ma bail out, then we gotta pipe it up at the let out
Latifah the Queen, we set it off, we don't want the deal, the bet is off
Just throw me the ball, we hit it off
You say we gon' owe, we just started off
[Verse 5]
(Yeah, yeah) All hunt and all prey
(Yeah, yeah) Why they lookin' at the wave?
(Yeah, yeah) Y'all could bring it our way
(Yeah, yeah) But I know you won't, I know you won't
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I'm runnin' late, so just meet me at the let out
Y'all tryna get in but I'm tryna get out
**** gettin' robbed, gettin' shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin' out the let out
I'ma meet my mans at the muhfuckin' let out
Prayin' on the fox, he a boss with a tail out
Ooh, I can't wait, I can't wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out
[Verse 7]
Broke **** met up at the let out, gotta get it in, we tryna get out
We used to meet up at the let out, on the floor, sweet as hell
Ooh, we can't wait until they get out, ooh, we fresh as hell at the let out
Whoa, we used to meet up at the let out, oh, broke **** at the let out
[Verse 8]
Yeah, I'm runnin' late, so just meet me at the let out
Y'all tryna get in but I'm tryna get out
**** gettin' robbed, gettin' shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin' out the let out
I'ma meet my mans at the muhfuckin' let out
Prayin' on the fox, he a boss with a tail out
Ooh, I can't wait, I can't wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out
[Verse 9]
We tryna get off
We tryna let out
Written by: Adam Feeney, Andrew Horowitz, Brandon Cromwell, Jidenna, Milan Wiley, Nana Kwabena Tuffuor

