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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Vocals
E-40
E-40
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Marvin Thomas
Marvin Thomas
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hagler
Hagler
Producer
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Additional Producer
Tyler Page
Tyler Page
Recording Engineer
Michael Law Thomas
Michael Law Thomas
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Aria Angel Ali
Aria Angel Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

One time, circling the block Lil' buddy got murdered on the flock Two times, you know how we rock You know who we knocked on, you know who we shot You know how we comin', come from nothin', I got Christian Dior, I'm crippin' Bijoux Made her uh-oh, let the mission endure Gave a little money to me, now I want more Don't be lookin' funny when we come up in the store My black is beautiful but I'll still shoot at you, dawg 2Pac, death tells all Watch out for the niggas in the Lakewood Mall Bitch, you touch, Nobu brunch No bit change, no blue Chucks Just big things, cuz gon' bust Cuz sure bust, but we ain't on one We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun I'm so Norfy, my loves go viral for me Ride slow, hop out, get hyphy Think I know why he no like me He broke, we know, sitch He told, he on print Black and white like old flicks We blam, these bands like goldens, I'm hopeless Give me all the money in my hand Type of money pop a rubber band Miss with the glitz and the glam Fried catfish at The Ritz in Japan Yeah, kickin' baby, tell me when to go (Tell me when to go) Tweakin', I'ma leave him on the floor (Leave him on the floor) Ricky in the ally adiós But we don't want the smoke We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) FN57, get down on a nigga FN57 and them M's, not heaven
Writer(s): Marvin Thomas, Vincent Staples Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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