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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shenseea
Vocals
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Theron Thomas
Songwriter
Sam Sumser
Songwriter
Sean Spencer Small
Songwriter
Tarik Johnston
Songwriter
CHINSEA LEE
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
Stephen McGregor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rvssian
Producer
Theron Thomas
Producer
Sam Sumser
Producer
Sean Spencer Small
Producer
Stephen McGregor
Producer
Mario Dunwell
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ah)
Ah Shenseea
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ah)
First thing in the mornin' when I wake up
Thank God for life, look in the mirror, say
Bitch, I'm the best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
Bitch, I'm the best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
No matter what you try, try, try
You could never be me, never I, I, I
Keep hatin' from the side, side, side
Mek me tek dis bloodclaat world wide, wide
Never had to pretend-tend-tend
Dem ah five times two, that's a 10, 10, 10
Never, ever beg fren, fren, fren
If they not with me, me nuh worry 'bout dem
Woah, blind man can see it
Woah, so every day I repeat it, I say
First thing in the mornin' when I wake up
Thank God for life, look in the mirror, say
Bitch, I'm the best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
Bitch, I'm the best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
450 on the neck-lace (yeah)
I know you like it rough, I get reck-less (uh)
The way you lick it up, you gon' make me fall in love
Baby, you gon' make it hard for the next bitch (ha)
Yeah, I'm the best, best, best, best (woo)
That your boyfriend? I ain't impressed-pressed (nope)
Baby, whine your body, pop the top off he chest (ha)
Work that body, throw your ass on the bed (ayy)
Baby, what's the message in the bottle? (bottle)
And we lit tonight, don't worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)
When she with me, she feel like she hit the lotto (the lotto)
And when I walk out, the tings, they gon' follow
Bitch, I'm the
Best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
Bitch, I'm the best, best, best, best, best, best, best
Way too blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ah)
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ah)
Writer(s): Theron Makiel Thomas, Stephen David Mcgregor, Sam Michael Sumser, Sean Spencer Small, Tarik Luke Johnston, Michael Ray Stevenson, Chinsea Linda Lee
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