Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chuck Ellis
Lead Vocals
Martez Little
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chuck Ellis
Songwriter
Martez Little
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chuck Ellis
Vocal Producer
Gesaffelstein
Producer
Huntley Miller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
how bout you let me waste a night
momma can you taste it
motha fuckas blazin
how bout you let me waste a night
I'm comin over
how bout you let me waste a night (I'm comin over)
momma can you taste it
motha fuckas blazin (I'm comin over)
how bout you let me waste a night
she gon let me do what I please
we in Paris drunk off Perri
just hit the 8 and you know I'm goin crazy
young hood **** man I swear it feels amazing
blessings, merci, night time lurking
thick van pute got me feeling like I'm Wesley
do it real good now she think she getting Van Cleef
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha bitch I'm laughing
what you tryna do (waste a night with that asshole)
I don't like you ( baby I was running console)
I'ma tell the truth (I want top, I want pinnacle)
at the rendezvous ( and she showing me her tonsils)
she's a mouthful (but she chill and she tolerable)
shit is comical (she's a vegan but she ate a goat)
let's fuck in the pool (deep stroke, I deserve gold)
I ain't write the rules (they see green and they wanna go)
if they know you got a loaf they gon wanna get eloped
I'm like, Ha! **** no, wouldn't give your ass a cold
in the back of the whip and she takin off her clothes
tell the driver pull over she keep asking me for coke
what a waste of money why you pay for that nose
house full of succubus I need a fuckin moat
vices on vices I swear it's all a cope
wastin a night like it's all that we know
how bout you let me waste a night
momma can you taste it
motha fuckas blazin
how bout you let me waste a night
I'm comin over
I'm comin over
how bout you let me waste a night (I'm comin over)
momma can you taste it (I'm comin over)
motha fuckas blazin (I'm comin over)
how bout you let me waste a night
Written by: Chuck Ellis, Martez Little