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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Vocals
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brytavious Chambers
Songwriter
George Stone III
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trajuan “Mixedbytra” Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It's like 60 girls, just me and gang, and no one got they phone
Get into it, if she out with us, then she won't make it home
I'm a tourist, fuck me good tonight, tomorrow, I'll be gone
No insurance, we can't stop the car I'm ridin', right or wrong
This shit serious, bro just beat his couple charges, he comin' home
Don't play period, I'll fuck a city girl and send her home
All my jewelry hittin' G.I.A. certified on every stone
At this point, ain't even gotta put it on, they know what's up with me
I made everybody shine together, you know I fuck with Gee
Sell a thousand pounds of strong, for real, and that was in a week
I've been focused, but I'm steady climbin', I'm nowhere near my peak
You emotional, won't go to war, you know that she a freak
Like to pop it, if I put it on, you know that it ain't cheap
Knock her down, and then I break her off, I know that shit ain't free
Nah, for real, I never paid to hit, I'll pay a bitch to leave
Switches hot, so we done stepped it up, the Glock 17s
I ain't backin' down from nothin' that can talk or can bleed
Bruh, I'm somewhere at the World Cup, I'm not in your league
You was playin' a game when I was on the block, chasin' my dreams
I was pullin' up with testers tucked to pass out to the fiends
I spent five-somethin' on a Rolls truck, and I'm fresh from out the streets
Drop the price, smoke smack and ice, my trap a trampoline (my trap a trampoline)
Said I'm trippin', I'm still into spinnin', speedin' off from the scene (from the scene)
Baby heard of me for bustin' yeeks before he heard me speak (yeah, before he heard my raps)
Drop a V, like flocks of geese, on an island or a beast (on an island)
Break my dawg down to grease, you want it raw or want it cheap?
You a shiner, you with me, you see them diamonds on our teeth
Fuck would I be scared for? I'm sprayin' somethin' that weigh enough
To decapitate a werewolf, a load, you know I'm payin' her (you know whats up)
Fuck her like I care or somethin', I eat her, I don't smell nothin' (muah, muah)
Baby send me hoes, I send him hoes, so we be sharin' em (we be sharin' bitches)
Richest nigga out my area, I came and carried us
Gangster, I'm the type to spank him, help pay for the burial (I help pay for the burial)
4PF and EST, me and Baby, James and B
Niggas better stay in they league, I'm one of the realest niggas to ever breathe
It's like 60 girls, just me and gang, and no one got they phone
Get into it, if she out with us, then she won't make it home
I'm a tourist, fuck me good tonight, tomorrow, I'll be gone
Tomorrow, I'll be gone
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, George Albert Stone Iii
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