Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SWAVAY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Jones
Songwriter
Daniel Schnabel
Songwriter
Hunter Brown
Songwriter
Estay Kairat
Songwriter
Kylen Bradshaw
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gentle Beatz
Producer
Akachi
Producer
Teezy
Producer
808kylen
Co-Producer
Andre Jones
Recording Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
Riding round, tryna find a Brink's truck
Brand new Cuban link, only time I'm tryna link up
Brand new Cuban ting, fuck it, I might have to ring up
Stomp 'em out in Timberlands, send him to Aaliyah
Had to leave the bitch, don't know why she think I need her
All my checks say giant, what you think we charge, a feature?
She so bad, from overseas, I might just buy her visa
[Chorus]
If I pop out wit' this ho I'm going Wiz Khlaifa
Don't compare me to nobody, dawg
This my own swag
Don't compare me to the old me, boy
That just my old swag
I don't need no co-sign, pussy
I'll just get my own bag
If I want that bitch
Best believe I'll get my ho back, yeah
I can do the deluxe in like eight days
I can look in your eyes and then know that's it fake
Boy, you **** is livin' in kayfabe
Boy, we know you ain't gangsta we seen you in school
Boy, ya mama drama, Benzes with Kate spade
I can see you the money is coming for me
But I see, yours is shorter than Drake braids
[Verse 2]
Boy, don't come outside, ****, just stay safe
Lemme bring you to the four
Bring ya to the six
Shawty, I live out the way
Fuck, I look like in the mix
Lemme bring you to Atlanta
Say she never goin' back
Lemme scoop you up with Ray
Have you ridin' in a scat
[Chorus]
I got more fye
Then fuckin' Call of Duty, dawg
When you go back home yo favorite rapper gon' be Nudy, dawg
Fuck you tammat
I can't help it, I say crazy shit
If I'm crazy, man
You know I need me a crazy bitch
[Bridge]
Is you gon' ride out or not?
If I slide out on that shit is you comin' to watch?
Shawty, 12 come around, is you tuckin' the Glock?
Lemme put it in yo name
Gettin' match fye
Twin
Go out like no ho, pussy boy, I cannot
Hell nah, boy, I'm too trim
Come hang with the bros
See look, me, I don't do friends
If you got a opp, we got a opp
We gon' shoot him
[Chorus]
Lemme bring you to the four
Bring ya to the six
Shawty, I live out the way
Fuck, I look like in the mix
Lemme bring you to Atlanta
Say she never goin' back
Lemme scoop you up with Ray
Have you ridin' in a scat
[Chorus]
I got more fye
Than fuckin' Call of Duty, dawg
When you go back home yo favorite rapper gon' be Nudy, dawg
Fuck you tammat
I can't help it, I say crazy shit
If I'm crazy, man
You know I need me a crazy bitch
Written by: Andre Jones, Daniel Schnabel, Estay Kairat, Hunter Brown, Kylen Bradshaw
