Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smooky MarGielaa
Smooky MarGielaa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Composer
Toumani Diabate
Toumani Diabate
Composer
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Composer
Adrian Bruesch
Adrian Bruesch
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobby Johnson
Bobby Johnson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson Beat
[Verse 2]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 3]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 4]
(Okay) Took a flight to Memphis, need to mind your business
(Whippin' foreign) Lambo tinted, you are not squad
Yeah, the ice too bright, I'm too hight off the whippets
Got your bitch's attention, bye-bye, heard she mine
[Verse 5]
You say that's your shawty, then why she all over me?
She like smokin', takin' money with the team (Oh, yeah, she do)
By herself, you can't blame this shit on me (Uh-huh)
All this jealousy, that's why I keep a forty on me
[Verse 6]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Ooh, yeah)
Yeah, ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 7]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 8]
No, no
[Verse 9]
All my **** rich, bitch, known to keep a big stick
I can't give a bitch shit, I be on my pimp shit
She know I don't give a shit, but I'm on her wishlist
Your Rollie ain't worth shit if it go tick-tick
[Verse 10]
I'm from North Memphis, you can get your wig split
If a **** talk shit, put 'em on a hit-list
I be poppin' big shit, smokin' on that Christmas
My whip costs me six bricks, gotta keep my wrist lit
[Verse 11]
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
Yeah, she wanna fuck me 'cause she saw what I'm whippin' (Saw what)
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
Took that ho and hit her, buddy, thought she was missin' (Thought she)
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
Bitch gon' miss, she loves me but I wouldn't even listen (Hell no)
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
Says she want to take a trip, I drop that hoe off in Memphis
No, no
[Verse 12]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 13]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 14]
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless
I got Flacko with me in the 'Rari, we stay flexin'
They want me to walk through, boy, you better have that check in
Call up V-lone, V-lone, what I'm dressed in
[Verse 15]
Ay, scoop your shawty, take her home, she what I need
She stay smokin', yeah, that gang shit with the team
Foreign cars, watch me skrrt off in a Beam'
Hey, Margiela fiends, boy, you know I stay fiend (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 16]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 17]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 18]
Put the gangsta on me, make me feel I'm in Memphis
Way she gangsta walkin', make me feel I'm in Memphis
When I think about it, girl, I feel I'm in Memphis
And the pussy good money and it still up in business, uh
[Verse 19]
Put the gangsta on me, make me feel I'm in Memphis
Way she gangsta walkin', make me feel I'm in Memphis
But when I'm in that pussy, girl, I'm scared I'ma miss it
Ever since then you
Written by: Adrian Bruesch, Chris Brown, Jordan Houston, Toumani Diabaté
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