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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Childish Gambino
Childish Gambino
Vocals
James Brown
James Brown
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Glover
Donald Glover
Songwriter
Stefan Ponce
Stefan Ponce
Songwriter
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stefan Ponce
Stefan Ponce
Producer
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Riley Mackin
Riley Mackin
Recording Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Mixing Engineer
Rivera Ruben
Rivera Ruben
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago Crew at my house and we party every weekend so On the radio, that's my favorite song Made me bounce around, like I don't know Like I won't be here long Now the thrill is gone Got no patience, 'cause I'm not a doctor Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa Yeah, mi casa su casa, got it stripping like Gaza Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava Yeah, we spit that saliva IPhone got message from Viber Either the head is so hydra Or we let bygones be bygones My God, you pay for your friends? I'll take that as a compliment Got a house full of homies Why I feel so the opposite? Incompetent ain't the half of it Saturdays we're Young Lavish-ing Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it Beans they took from the cabinet (Woah) Sorry, I'm just scared of the future 'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005 Hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005 Hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) I used to care what people thought But now I care more Man, nobody out here's got it figured out So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending Depending on whether or not it's worth it So insecure, no one's perfect We spend it, with no shame We blow that, like Coltrane We in here, like Rogain Or leave it, like Cobain And when I'm long gone Whole crew sing a swan song 'Cause we all just ticking time bombs Got a lambo like Lebron's mom And no matter where all of my friends go Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo All of them people my kinfolk At least I think so, can't tell 'Cause when them checks clear, they're not here 'Cause they don't care It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin Labrador yapping I'm glad that it happened, I mean it Between us, I think there's something special And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand Even if you don't understand, hold up No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005 Hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005 Hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (hold up) Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up
Writer(s): Donald Glover, Ludwig Göransson, Stefan Ponce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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