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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Trocon Roberts
Trocon Roberts
Programming
Idan Kalai
Idan Kalai
Programming
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trocon Roberts
Trocon Roberts
Songwriter
Christopher Rudd
Christopher Rudd
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Justin Bieber
Justin Bieber
Songwriter
Idan Kalai
Idan Kalai
Songwriter
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
McGinnis, Michael
McGinnis, Michael
Songwriter
Michael John Dewey Hancock
Michael John Dewey Hancock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cashio
Cashio
Producer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Recording Engineer
Alex Pavone
Alex Pavone
Assistant Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeff Jackson
Jeff Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
1st FKI
1st FKI
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin' Show up at the spot and now everyone They all watchin' Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'?" Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin' Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah Ooh, swingin' in a four-door Now they takin' photos Bottles, we need more of those, ooh Say she been to every show And even an award And she always be in front row, oh yeah Everything that I worked for Waited so long to get on The Caddy just sits on the chrome I swang through on dubs on the four Baby wanna get in this S-Class Little mama, she just wanna go fast You know, baby, you don't get a free pass So I told her "Ass, gas or grass" Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin' Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin' Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin' Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin' Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah Now she hoppin' in a old-school Swimmin' in the carpool Everything is all cool, ooh Yeah she told me not to tell 'Bout the rumors that I heard She said, "Everything was all true" Baby wanna get in this S-Class Little mama, she just wanna go fast You know, baby, you don't get a free pass So I told her "Ass, gas or grass" Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin' Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin' Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah Just me and lil' mama, yeah Ridin' around LA Just me and lil' mama, yeah We run the city, yeah Baby wanna get in this S-Class Little mama, she just wanna go fast You know baby you don't get a free pass So I told her ass, gas on grass Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin' Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage Oh oh So come hop in the coupe What do you wanna do? Put that dime in my coupe With the gold on my tooth, oh yeah
Writer(s): Michael Mcginnis, Markous Roberts, Louis Bell, Austin Post, Christopher Rudd, Michael Hancock, Justin Bieber, Idan Kalai Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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