Listen to 1942 (feat. Yo Gotti & YBN Nahmir) by G-Eazy

1942 (feat. Yo Gotti & YBN Nahmir)

G-Eazy

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Listen to 1942 (feat. Yo Gotti & YBN Nahmir) - Single by G-Eazy
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Vocals
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Vocals
YBN Nahmir
YBN Nahmir
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Gillum
Gerald Gillum
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Mario Mims
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Samuel David Jiminez
Samuel David Jiminez
Songwriter
Edgar Ferrera
Edgar Ferrera
Songwriter
Nick Simmons
Nick Simmons
Songwriter
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer
Smash David
Smash David
Producer
SkipOnDaBeat
SkipOnDaBeat
Producer
Dakari
Dakari
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Engineer
Ben Milchev
Ben Milchev
Assistant Engineer
Sauce Miyagi
Sauce Miyagi
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I don't follow rules and they don't like that I was skippin' school to get my sack right My bitch text me and ask why I don't text back My dog got outta prison and went right back These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that (Hitmaka) Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that yeah These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that Yeah, yeah I don't follow rules and they don't like that Hit the club with wifey, brought a dime bag Hit the three twice and run it right back I'm only here tonight 'cause in the morning got a flight back Talkin' it, but you ain't livin' like that The Porsche cost a hundred, this is twice that Flooded all my diamonds, Poland Spring Back in Oakland I'm a king, I know and Halsey is a ting Yeah, 'Rari detailed, there's not a speck of dust on it I'ma get the bag, you can put some trust on it Everything is new, so it's never rust on it And her booty so big you could park a bus on it Yee, yee! These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' (Woo) Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah (Off that) These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that I don't follow rules and they don't like that I was skippin' school to get my sack right My bitch text me and ask why I don't text back My dog got outta prison and went right back 28 on that scale, right back to the money Stunting hard, show and tell like that Yeah, Versace table, Fendi rug And I got it out the mud These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that (Ayy, ayy) Red Christian Loubs, I rock designer shoes Hunnid bands for my coupe, I speed and they go vroom Baby hit my line because she see them stars in the roof I'm up, now the whole gang got 24's on the coupes Take a L, me, never We in love, I lied Foreigns what we ride In the jet, we fly If he sayin' he respect me, then it's likewise Another man saved from another drive-by I like the way she shake that cake, it's like a race If she bad, I might take her out, not on a date Say she boujee, she hit my phone, 'cause her nigga lame A 100K just off two shows, spent that in a day These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me They don't like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that
Writer(s): Edgar Ferrera, Gerald Gillum, Jeremy P. Felton, Christian Ward, Nick Simmons, Samuel David Jimenez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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