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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LUCKI
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LUCKI
Songwriter
Plu2o Nash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Keating
Producer
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joe La Porta
Mastering Engineer
Plu2o Nash
Producer
Lyrics
Ooh, yo, yo (Nash Effect)
Oh, ayy, yeah, yo, uh, yeah
Tatted on your face, at least I think that it's real
Make that shit back, kid, it's easy to me
Think she for the streets, but the streets been ghost
I throw that shit for fun, she thinks she teasing me
Wi-Fi on the plane, she gon' call before she land
Super-duper car, red key in the Jeep
I'm a fast car appraiser, blue 30 popper
M boxes in Hollywood, live at the Roxy
No ho know my government, I'm Tune, I be with Scotty
Mash-off papi, I screech in the street
No more heart left 'cause I'm feedin' the beast
Real hellraiser, back when we just take shit
I'm forever blessed like Memphis Bleek, Jehovah's favorite
I cut niggas off 'cause I know banks don't cover favorites
Ayy, ayy, ooh
Tatted on your face, at least I think that it's real
Tatted on your face, at least I think that it's-, ooh
At least I think that's it real
Tatted on your face, at least I think that it's real
Make that shit back, kid, it's easy to me
Think she for the streets, but the streets been ghost
I throw that shit for fun, she thinks she teasing me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I throw that shit for fun, she thinks she teasing me
Ayy, ayy, ooh, ayy, yeah (Nash Effect)
Tatted on your face, so I know that it's real
Writer(s): Lucki Camel Jr.
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