Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Ferg
Vocals
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darold Brown
Songwriter
Dario Rodríguez
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skitzo
Producer
Hector Delgado
Mixing Engineer
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Migos, Ferg
[Verse 2]
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who?
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew?
[Verse 3]
The bitch been a fan, while she hittin' my jack
Another deal with Adidas, 'cause I'm feelin' like that
Now, I just blow the money, got her swimmin' in cash
I don't even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
Your bitch been a fan, while she hittin' my jack
Another deal with Adidas, 'cause I'm feelin' like that
Now, I just blow the money, got her swimmin' in cash
I don't even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
[Verse 4]
All these bricks of money I be stackin'
All these dollars bustin' through the plastic
Eighteen hunnid got me blasted
I'ma keep the money coming, keep dancing
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be your last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your insta?
Invite her to my crib, we gettin' nasty
[Verse 5]
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, eer
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[Verse 6]
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who?
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew?
[Verse 7]
Stars in the ceiling, wave top (Wave top)
Who that rich mother fucker named Takeoff? (Takeoff)
Bad bitch, ass soft, beat her face off
Loyal Jew is bout that paper, knock that case off
[Verse 8]
Quavo
Ice shine bright, one hell of a night (Ice)
Once I hit it one time, bet I make her swipe (Cash)
Be that pussy Ike, Mike Tyson bite (Whoo)
Early a.m. on the red eye flight
[Verse 9]
And we go, **** can't forget the steak sauce
Same hoes every where I go, Nate Dogg
Free Ralph on the rare dog, pick up when that band call
Been in New York 'bout that threads, I put on when Ferg call
[Verse 10]
(Brr, Hello) What's up? (Yeah) Yeah, it's my brother Ferg (Ferg)
That boy bought the Bentley (Skrrt) on the Harlem curb
I can flip a pigeon (Brr), and a dirty bird
Chop it with precision, you better mind your business
[Verse 11]
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, err
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[Verse 12]
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who?
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew?
[Verse 13]
All these bricks of money I be stackin'
All these dollars bustin' through the plastic
Eighteen hunnid got me blasted
I'ma keep the money comin', keep dancin'
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be your last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your insta?
Invite her to my crib we gettin' nasty
[Verse 14]
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, err
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[Verse 15]
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who?
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew?
Written by: Dario Rodríguez, Darold Brown, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Quavious Marshall