Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darius Hill
Darius Hill
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darius Hill
Darius Hill
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
Producer
TM88
TM88
Producer

Lyrics

I'm seein' red, seein' red I'm seein' red (yeah) Everything you said went right over my head One, two, one, two, three (D. Hill) Woah Everything I said went right over your head Your head, went right over your head She keep tryna text me, leave her messages on read On read, leave 'em on read F- it off and end up with your best friend instead Instead, your best friend instead I just spent three million dollars, they fell in her bed In her bed, they fell in her bed I don't understand why they don't understand why they not hot as me I can switch it up in a blink of an eye, so you can't copy me See, I can talk 'bout uhm, this or that, but what the topic be? Got the bad, that know life is good, so she my odyssey Wins on top of the top of the D, pull up in some big, big Chanels Double C, Chanel on my feet, you don't know What's really up under my seat Oversize playboy made my tee, bad bad pullin' up ridin' a Jeep She got her friend in the passenger seat I f- both of them off, my G Treatin' the 'Rari like SRT, one for you and one for me Tell me what you want from me, 'cause bad intentions what I see On the real, baby, like, you can just leave On some real, I need some time, just to breathe Knew you wasn't bein' honest to me 'Cause I'm a big dog and you chasin' the fleas Everything I said went right over your head Your head, went right over your head She keep tryna text me, leave her messages on read On read, leave 'em on read F- it off and end up with your bestfriend instead Instead, your bestfriend instead (woah) I just spent three million dollars, they fell in her bed In her bed, they fell in her bed (woah) You couldn't match my flight or top my speed I'm too far out of your league (what's up?) Came from out the creek, came from out the street Spent ten mil' on a piece (what's up?) I got some eight, nines, dimes, tens Quarters, this Patek Philippe (yeah, yeah) California, Miami, down south, me with a piece (California) I'm in the turbo ride with a Pocahontas, meltin' ice cream (let's go) I'm like a tickin' timebomb, you blowin' up from reality (Pluto) Yeah, I got the juice to prove, yeah I buy boxes and I buy boobs (Pluto) I buy boots like Christian Loubs (Pluto) Switch it out with your white girl, barely new I'm sendin' fire to every block, it ain't safe no More, I'm hot (ha) Blow up like nitro 'til we see fireworks in the sky (fireworks) Can't say she belong to the street She f- with me, 'cause I'm that guy If you don't comprehend it, no, we can't see eye to eye Everything I said it went over your head Your head, it went right over your head She keep tryna text me, leave her messages on read On read, leave it on read F- it off and leavin' with your bestfriend instead Instead, with your bestfriend instead I just spent three million dollars, they fell in her bed In her bed, they fell in her bed (woah)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Symere Woods, Darius Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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