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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tion Wayne
Tion Wayne
Vocals
Nines
Nines
Vocals
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Programming
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Programming
Rob Harris
Rob Harris
Guitar
Smokey and Gusto
Smokey and Gusto
Programming
House Gospel Choir
House Gospel Choir
Vocals
Leah Schoburgh
Leah Schoburgh
Vocals
Natalie Maddix
Natalie Maddix
Choir Director
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angus Barclay
Angus Barclay
Songwriter
Armando Cruz
Armando Cruz
Songwriter
Courtney Freckleton
Courtney Freckleton
Songwriter
Dennis Junior Odunwo
Dennis Junior Odunwo
Songwriter
James Whitcombe
James Whitcombe
Songwriter
Paul F. Irizarry
Paul F. Irizarry
Songwriter
Tego Rosario Calderon
Tego Rosario Calderon
Songwriter
William Landron Rivera
William Landron Rivera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Additional Producer
Jeremy Cooper
Jeremy Cooper
Mastering Engineer
Sam Harper
Sam Harper
Mixing Engineer
Smokey and Gusto
Smokey and Gusto
Producer

Lyrics

Yo, I liked it, you know it's ten M's for the re-up Any ting tryna cuff me, I need a prenup (full of Nines, yeah) What goes around, comes around (huh), started that robbin' stuff (yeah) Lookin' in my Costa cup, only had a hundred pound Let him go, run him down, pussy, say somethin' now Sincere sorry though, still he ain't comin' 'round (pussy) Louis V money (yeah), spend that in restaurant I'm bad from high school, I ain't Zac Efron In the 9, I'm like Harry in One Direction Although I boxed her bro, I still want Stefflon Car European (uh), house coliseum (uh-huh) Ting from LA (what?) She wan' go museum (bang) Even though my mansion cost me one point five Bought a half-a-milli' yard for my BM (hold it) Got yourself boxed and your friend boxed Hand on my watch, get yourself shot In the 9, I'm like Richard Branson, José at Stanford Tryna make everybody eat, like I'm Rashford Make money all day (amen) Thank God that I bust that cold case (amen) I was so stressed, you could call me Nusret Done a hundred wraps with my shank, Salt Bae (amen) Comin' straight out the mud (from zero) I was really runnin' outta luck (and below) You know it hits different when you come (from zero) Yo, I'm glad I changed my life (amen) Stack P, now my daughter goes private school Told Henny, "Tell them hoes, don't dive in my pool" They said I was a fool, now, look, now I'm gettin' major paper (yeah) Knew I'd be the man back when I was playin' Sega I was just on A-wing eatin' Space Invader Now, life's amazin', Harry Kane's my neighbour (ayy) I just landed these Calis, they came from the Bay I had birds flyin', like Denzel, Training Day He was on top Now, it's like Andy from Toy Story walked in his room, the way his buzz dropped When will these guys learn? She said it's my pussy, I said, "Nah, baby girl, it's just my turn" (ow) I was sellin' draws, goin' from door to doors I got more Jordan 4s than all the stores Even Kick Game ain't fuckin' with my kick game Fuck Shoreditch, I turn the strip into Brick Lane Make money all day (amen) Thank God that I bust that cold case (amen) I was so stressed, you could call me Nusret Done a hundred wraps with my shank, Salt Bae (amen) Comin' straight out the mud (from zero) I was really runnin' outta luck (and below) You know it hits different when you come (from zero) Yo, I'm glad I changed my life (amen)
Writer(s): William Landron Rivera, Courtney Freckleton, Dennis Odunwo, Paul Irizarry Suau, Tegui Calderon, James Whitcombe, Armando Cruz, Angus Barclay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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