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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Bellinger
Vocals
Fetty Wap
Vocals
2 Chainz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Jacquar Smith
Songwriter
Anthony Germaine White
Songwriter
Eric Bellinger
Songwriter
Floyd Bentley
Songwriter
James White
Songwriter
Lyrica Nasha Anderson
Songwriter
Maulik Louis Smith
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Willie Maxwell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Floyd A1 Bentley
Producer
J. White Did It
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby (Whoa)
[Verse 2]
I'm tryna talk to you but the music too loud
Girl, I know a quiet place where we can vibe out
I ain't like your ex, you can let your guard down
Tell your girls you with a real one so they can calm down
Oh, yeah, they can calm down
They sayin' I'm the ****, that's the word around town
Oh, yeah, that's the word around town
If you didn't know before, then I bet you know now
Baby, you got everythin' that a **** want
I just wanna put you on
And I just wanna see you with them Vicky's on
Better yet, with 'em off
[Verse 3]
Oh, let's ride out
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
Oh, let's ride out
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
Yeah
Got the car outside if you're ready
Only if you're ready
Tell 'em valet ****, go and get it
Only if you ready (Ay) yeah
[Verse 4]
Tell the valet go where to get it
So the shoe game got one in the service
Got a badass money, you're the realest
And this be hundred grand of fillin'
[Verse 5]
Ay, I just fell in love with the west side
I'm get high, let me take you on a jet ride
If you ready have to show you with the set laggin'
So far as where I see you where my at, babe
[Verse 6]
Baby, you got everythin' that a **** want
I just wanna put you on
And I just wanna see you with them Vicky's on
Better yet, with 'em off
Oh, let's ride out
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
Oh, let's ride out
(You got everythin' that a **** want) Yeah
Got the car outside if you're ready
Only if you're ready
Tell them valet ****, go and get it
Only if you're ready
Yeah
[Verse 7]
I'm the type to see you to the spot
Sighin' time, try you on a car
I'm the type to pull up in valet
Pay your daughter, park the quarter million dollar car
Dropped in the whip and that whoa
She went from the pole to the floor
It ain't no stressin', you know I'ma bless
And she'll get a real **** or what
I should, I do it
No brake fluid
Everythin' a G, oh, the way I run through it
You like when I spoon, yeah, make you sleep good
And then I pull it down and I make you talk to it
Talk to 'em
[Verse 8]
Oh, let's ride out
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
Oh, let's ride out
You got everythin' that a **** want
Yeah, got the car outside if you're ready
Only if you're ready
Tell them valet ****, go and get it
Only if you're ready
Yeah
[Verse 9]
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
(You got everythin' that a **** want)
[Verse 10]
All the way from Jersey to the LA
You gon' hear this when your radio play
Turn it up loud like every day
Got me one, time to hit the valet, yeah, baby
Written by: Eric Bellinger, Floyd Bentley, Christian Jones, Willie Maxwell, Aaron Smith, James White