Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Ford
Songwriter
Alban Ibrahimi
Songwriter
Mosa Ghawsi
Songwriter
Anders Rudseter
Songwriter
Glenn Ford
Songwriter
Thomas Wessmann
Songwriter
Lyrics
You the first one that I needed
Got your body strapped to my jeans
You the only one that can fake it
It's me against the world, baby (uh huh)
And I need you girl to light it up
Got beef then I light it up
All around the world, yeah they like my stuff
Killin' everybody, yeah I don't give a fuck
I'm aiming' at your dum-dums
Pull it out with a bullet, they go bum-bum
Run, Forrest, run run
They gon' hear that sound all the way to London
Got the glove like it's condom
Pull it out with a bullet, they go bum-bum
Run, Forrest, run run
They gon' hear that sound all the way to London
Light it up
I be in here tryna light it up
Think I'm gonna light it up
When you find a new piece and fall in together
I'm gonna light it up
I be in here tryna light it up
Think I'm gonna light it up
See me rollin' down on the street
When I got the strap, yeah I'm mean
When you start the fire I love it
I'm thinking where you been lately?
I might do your body cold
Put it to your head like you talkin' on the phone
Now I got the shot, and I'm headin' for your dome
When you gon' leave, shit, I only love love
I'm aiming' at your dum-dums
Pull it out with a bullet, they go bum-bum
Run, Forrest, run run
They gon' hear that sound all the way to London
Got the glove like it's condom
Pull it out with a bullet, they go bum-bum
Run, Forrest, run run
They gon' hear that sound all the way to London
Light it up
I be in here tryna light it up
Think I'm gonna light it up
When you find a new piece and fall in together
I'm gonna light it up
I be in here tryna light it up
Think I'm gonna light it up
Writer(s): Mosa Ghawsi, Anders Rudseter, Glenn Ford, Patrick Ford, Thomas Kristoffer Holm, Alban Ibrahimi
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