Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer

Lyrics

I was riding on a bike On a very late night She gave me chills, I'm for real Hey I'm the one with soul, and I know your role A real one for sure (for sure) I won't fillyour coke, I won't fill lipo, oh no, no no Oh yeah yeah, no Oh yeah yeah, oh Oh yeah yeah, oh Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare right there Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Half-ass stunt them niggas, you don't (what?) I'll walk past the street (walk that street) Next to my bike Child on the front Child on the bike, like we livin' overseas I had a dream these niggas stood over me (yeah wha-?) I had a bad bitch and she ate it off a cake (bitch you geek) Drunk off your love and I just stood by the sink Look in these eyes, they disguise, you to me (what?) I just popped like rubber bands on it (rup, rup) Her booty fly like L.A., I just land on it (yeah) Yeah, top-knot, it's a brand on it Baby tell me where we stand Her booty big as a Sedan, I'm like Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare right there Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Now I be cruisin' to Lil' Uzi Talking shit so pass the toothpaste Leave that to them, ain't nothin' to do with it I want head like, dinner date I remember you popped your first bottle (I remember) I remember I had my first toddler (what?) Nothin' changed, I remember I had my third toddler (what?) Yeah lil' Wanda, she was my sherm partner (lick, lick) Free lil' unfunk he got a 'erc doctor I ranned off on some of my cursed doctors Dropped the racks right on 'em like a girl got 'em I'm just singing babe, this your world, yeah yeah And if you like 'em then I love 'em they deserve partners You left a bag for me to see You left a bag and now you hurt me I only helped you pack your bag because you urk me (swat) Do it hurt when you gone? I'm like Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare right there Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Fuck 'em all and fuck what they thinkin' First it wet then it multiplying You still piped, you ain't take it down yeah Mekhi Phifer, let's throw it down, yeah yeah Bae you know that it's goin' down I'm they ticket, they hold me down And I'm so in love with the town Much respect when you come around I was riding on a bike On a very late night She gave me chills, I'm for real
Writer(s): Jeffrey Williams, Wesley Tyler Glass Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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