Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
June James
June James
Songwriter
Chandler Durham
Chandler Durham
Songwriter
Ramiro Morales
Ramiro Morales
Songwriter
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
June James
June James
Producer
Turbo
Turbo
Producer
Jimmy Cash
Jimmy Cash
Recording Engineer
Zach Steele
Zach Steele
Recording Engineer
Skyler McLean
Skyler McLean
Assistant Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymor
Sean Solymor
Assistant Engineer
Ramy
Ramy
Producer

Lyrics

Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Patek In the Clearport like I Uber these jets VVS's on me got my Gucci shirt wet Put a M in my bag, I'ma get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S Now that I'm home, back off the road We shut it down, where it ain't so With checks in the streets, J number 4's Saint Laurent feet, put it on toes Take it with me, double your dose Covered with angels that's watching my soul Jet got a bed, it's bigger windows Said I'll be there in 10, but I got there in four I feel like I'm chosen, I'm covered in gold I left her wide open, no self control Took nothing but five minutes, she hopped in and drove Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Pateks In the Cleaport like I Uber the jets VVS's on me got my Louie shirt wet It's a M in my bag and get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S La Flame on a island Me and Cash, Gunna hopped on a LearJet Got Prada's, every colour And I got CC's you ain't seen yet Said I'd kick the cup and now I'm asking, "Where the codeine at"? 30 pointers and up, Eliantte Drippin', my whole team wet
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens, Sheldon Ferguson, June James, Ramiro Morales Sanchez, Navraj Gotaua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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