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Future, Metro Boomin - Crossed Out (Official Audio)
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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Future
Future
Vocais
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Composição
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Future
Future
Produção executiva
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Produção
lil88
lil88
Produção
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Engenharia (gravação)
Victor Luevanos
Victor Luevanos
Engenharia (assistente)
Aaron Fugeri
Aaron Fugeri
Engenharia (assistente)
Jake Ren
Jake Ren
Engenharia (assistente)
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Engenharia (mixagem)
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Engenharia (masterização)
Dre Blak
Dre Blak
Produção

Letra

(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) drug dealer, cap peeler, ho chose Drug dealer, cap peeler, ten toes (8-808) Drug dealer, cap peeler, ice froze (I knew we couldn't trust him) Drug dealers, cap peelers Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out I'm a product of the trench, nigga, FOX 5 Sippin' syrup, it can help when you traumatized Richard Mille cost a mil', that's a multi I got all this shit from growin' up on a hard time Goyard, gold presidential bustdown That's a gold 24 when it touch down Drop the lo', up the score when they run down Get in that mode, nigga, turn into a bloodhound I'm on these Adderalls like Percs, nigga, I stay woke Wavin' that bread around your head like a halo Drinkin' on red got my cup sticky like Clay-Doh Check out the barrel on that gun, look like a potato Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out Been a lil' menace to society, went on a grand theft Went on a stain on my own, by my damn self Three cellphones, see somethin' wrong, watch for antennas She gave her mop in the Lam', it was outstandin' I'm on my Freebandz shit, I'm a bandit I'm off the Earth with this shit, another planet I done went and blowed up on niggas like a cannon (cannon) Can I trust you? Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out Trust me (If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) Why don't you trust me? (8-808)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Leland Tyler Wayne, Jalan Anthony Lowe, Dre Blak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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