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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
GoldLink
Vocals
Wizkid
Vocals
Bibi Bourelly
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D'Anthony Carlos
Songwriter
Bibi Bourelly
Songwriter
Richard Isong
Songwriter
Dominik Patrzek
Songwriter
Karl Wilson
Songwriter
Casyo Johnson
Songwriter
Ayodeji Ibrahim Balogun
Songwriter
Adeyinka Bankole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P2J
Producer
Ari PenSmith
Producer
Deats
Producer
Fwdslxsh
Producer
Sam Harper
Recording Engineer
Javon Gant
Recording Engineer
ADP
Recording Engineer
Peter Hewitt-Dutton
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Act like you don't know me, me no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real, me no lie
Got a couple girls and guys weh go die for me, me no lie
Buss' up the party and everyting tun up, me no lie
Call up the peeps one time, everything nice and fine, me no lie
Roll up the green one time
Dem girls, they're nice and fine, me no lie
Mama told me, "Boy, don't stop, don't give up", me no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up
Yeah, GoldLink is a good example for the assholes and the adolescents
Big dawg with a great smile
Look like shark poker, yeah they get aggressive
Skin glossy than a mothafucka, teeth sharper than my lip
So my teeth cut my lip, I put a diamond on that bitch
Jewish star for the set, yeah this summer had us movin' different
Tat an eagle on my neck, 'cause this winter we was flyin' different
And my niggas show and prove, still be rappin' like I'm broke
How a youngin' this smooth? I'm really daddy with the stroke, yeah uh
Act like you don't know me, me no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real, me no lie
Got a couple girls and guys weh go die for me, me no lie
Buss' up the party and everyting tun up, me no lie
Call up the peeps one time, everything nice and fine, me no lie
Roll up the green one time
Dem girls, they're nice and fine, me no lie
Mama told me, "Boy, don't stop, don't give up", me no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up
Me no lie, me no lie, me no lie, me no lie
Me no lie, me no lie, me no lie, me no lie
Me no lie, me no lie, me no lie, me no lie
Me no lie, me no lie, me no lie, me no lie
Me no lie
(middle)
Mi no lie
(nigga)
Mi no lie
(middle)
Yeah, I'm hella movin' different
Went from duckin' coppers, now we duckin' paparazzi now
Fine lil' tall black chick with an accent, she a model now
Drinkin' bubbly liquor while I'm
Starin' at her, lookin' nothin' like she talk
They remember when I was a youngin'
Had the forty draggin' when they walk, huh
Blue flaggin' while I'm parasailin'
With the boys and models out in Italy
Couple months ago, I was in the city on a date with a singer ting
You prolly know her, yet I never show
And she told me how she get security
But I always tell her I'm a hood
Nigga and this famous shit is new to me
Been down with the leg walk, old Versace for the jeans
I understand how my plug talk, I got Cuban in my genes
Never cubic on my neck, I got diamonds that'll bling
I got shooters that'll blitz, and all you'll hear is dirty screams
Give me neck, give me neck, uh, trade my girl for a jet, uh
Trade her soul for some pocket change
Want the world, nothin' less
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a nigga for a North Face
And some braggin' rights and a TEC
Truth teller, truth teller
(Skrrt, skrrt) I'm never gon' let up
(Skrrt, skrrt) back, back, back-ity-back, God, get 'em
(Skrrt, skrrt) new levels, new levels
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Dominik Patrzek, Ayodeji Balogun, Casyo Valentine Johnson, Richard Isong Olowaranti Mbuk Isong, Adeyinka Bankole-ojo, D'antony Carlos, Karl Wilson, Bibi Bourelly, Ariowa Irosogie
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