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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Saint Fort
Benjamin Saint Fort
Songwriter
Patrick James Saint Fort
Patrick James Saint Fort
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quavo
Quavo
Recording Engineer
BEAUTIFULMVN
BEAUTIFULMVN
Producer
BNYX
BNYX
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(I-I-I) Now here I am, God, here I am (woo) With these bare two hands I hit a hundred licks for my fam' (I-I-I, Huncho) It's your choice, it's time to go trim (I'm working on dying, skrrt) Ayy, still standin' tellin' niggas I'm him (BNYX, goddamn, goddamn) Everybody know who I am (Hhuh, Quavo) I pull up, this rocket gon' blast off (huh, grrah) I'm thinkin' 'bout shootin' up NASA (woah) Now draw the line, here come a standoff (yeah) I can pull up, I'm ready attack, I'ma get my lick back and I'm not gonna rat (no, no) You can take me way back to the trap, I'ma go get it back, I'ma send me a pack (swept) I done took me a rich nigga nap in the back of the Maybach, I'm ready for action (uh) Fuck it, I hop in the Demon, I'm pushin' the gas, and I turn off the traction (skrrt, woo) Lil' bitch attractive (shit) Shout-out Toronto, but I got passion (su), I'm whippin' the raptor (whip it) I got in the movie 'cause shе so boujee (movie), she only fuck actors (smack) Baby, I'm a rapper (rappеr), trapper (trapper), a soul snatcher (kill 'em) Money, pounds and rounds of shit Money payin' your rent, money makin' you sick (uh) No, I'm not playin' soccer, lil' bitch, I don't kick it for shit, this 8K on the fit (shit) Niggas fried and dried like grits If you hang around the 'Cho, I'm makin' you rich ('Cho) Don't be callin' my phone for your bitch if you're lookin' for her, nigga, she probably here (brrt) Goin' infinity, infinity (infinity), talk to Elliot, that's who invented it (yeah) You lil' niggas go penny-pinch (yeah) I muscled millions off of 50 Cent (woo, 50) Time to switch up the remedy (switch it), my nephew, my nephew was innocent (nephew was innocent) I'm lookin' for enemies (many of them), who ridin'? Who slidin'? Who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? Who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? (Who with me?), who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? Who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? Who with me? (Who with me?) My brother just told me he with me (he with me) The gang, yeah, they told me they with me (they with me) My bitches just told me they with me (she with it) My city they told me they with me (my city) Who with me? Who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? (Let's go), who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? (Yeah), Who with me? (Who with me?) Who with me? (Woah) Who with me? (Who with me?) My nephew just told me he with me, shit, even my sister just told me they with me (they with me) I'm sayin', I'm sayin' who with me, shit, even my fans, they told me they with me (who with me?) Is you with me? Is you with me?
Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Benjamin Saint Fort, Patrick James Saint Fort Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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