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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
Tame Impala
Tame Impala
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Sean Reid
Sean Reid
Songwriter
Kevin Parker
Kevin Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Recording Engineer
ReidMD
ReidMD
Producer

Lyrics

(I did it for love) Ride the highway, rock the bus (rock it, rock it) Why my house look like Army Plus? (Ready up, ready up) Walk in the strip, she gon' make it bust (bust it, whoo, bust it) I do damage (bust it) You niggas can't stand it (bust it) Psycho bandit (bust it) Like it's Marilyn Manson (bust it) Got the cash, advance it (bust it) Get the Sprite and enhance it (bust it) Pull the Wock' out the pantry (bust it) Take a sip and I'm dancin' (bust it) She pop Perc' like a Plan B (bust it) Oh, she lit like a candle (candle) Boot it up in the car seat (car seat) Hold a nigga for ransom (ransom) Want her back? Better call me (bust it) It's whatever, I'm geeked (I'm geeked) 'Bout to punch at the party (whoo) You niggas ain't fly, this shit lookin' dummy (yeah) I popped to get fried, I look like a mummy (bust it) I'm gettin' this cash, it's Monday to Sunday I guess you won't talk if it ain't 'bout the money (bust it) My boys in the trap, and it jump like a bunny Got pounds and pills, it ain't nothin' funny (whoa) I fuck from the side and I keep that bitch cummin' (whoa) If I gotta reach up, I'ma keep that bitch dumpin' (whoa) Way I slide in that coupe, boy, I keep that bitch hummin' (yeah) We done went and rocked that bitch all the way to the summer (whoo) Get deep in the pot, get deep like a plumber (deep) Why would I keep her? I never will love her (no) I just went fucked her and gave to my brother (yeah) Eat her for dinner or eat her for supper (yeah) Why would you keep her, lil' nigga? You sucker Why would you keep her, lil' nigga? You suck (I did it for love) Ride the highway, rock the bus (ride it, rock it) Why my house look like Army Plus? (Ready up, ready up) Walk in the strip, she gon' make it bust (bust it, bust it) I do damage (bust it) You niggas can't stand it (bust it) Psycho bandit (bust it) Like it's Marilyn Manson (bust it) Got the cash, advance it (bust it) Get the Sprite and enhance it (bust it) Pull the Wock' out the pantry You niggas ain't fly, this shit lookin' dummy I popped to get fried, I look like a mummy I'm gettin' this cash, it's Monday to Sunday I guess you won't talk if it ain't 'bout the money My boys in the trap, and it jump like a bunny Got pounds and pills, it ain't nothin' funny (whoa) I fuck from the side and I keep that bitch cummin' (whoa) If I gotta reach up, I'ma keep that bitch dumpin' (whoa) Ridin', this bitch got a TV, huh? Belt on that boy like a BeBe, huh Hide in the bush, you won't see me, huh Put you underwater like seaweed, huh Why lil' nigga wan' be me, huh? 45 up when I'm creepin', huh Drive-by, shootin' the demon, huh Fuck is you sayin'? I'm geekin', huh (whoo) (Whoa-ah, whoa, ah!)
Writer(s): Kevin Parker, Sean Reid, Caleb Toliver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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