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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Eduardo Earle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Synphony
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
Assistant Engineer
Ben Milchev
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Fuse 808 Mafia
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I get big high, this a big guy
Yeah (Yeah)
Firk, got you
Woo!
[Verse 2]
We don't ever stop at red lights at night, ****
We don't ever stop at red lights at night, ****
Two letters, a "P" and a "J", for all my flights, ****
Two letters, a "P" and a "J", for all my flights, ****
I'm drinking a fifth a day, know I'm rockin' my ice, ****
You see my plain Patek, cost Jerry Rice, ****
I spent over 80K just last night, ****
Death can't get in my way
Don't believe the hype, ****
[Verse 3]
Made myself impeccable (Impeccable)
And I'm so precise, **** (So precise)
It can be in the day time (Noon)
Won't stop at the light, **** (Get hit at the light)
When I woke up at noon (Noon)
I had went past the moon (Pluto)
Got a seven-car garage (Seven car garage)
I done ran out of room
Everything over a quarter (Over a quarter)
Audemar on my daughter (Audemar)
She rockin' her third Rollie
I can't help but spoil her (She a star)
I was born a drug test (Task)
When my mom gave birth (When her momma gave birth)
I used to show up in class
On Tuesday and Thursdays (On Tuesday and Thursday)
Go check my profile
I beat the verdict (Beat the verdict)
I'ma keep it in overdrive
For Seth Firkins (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
My diamonds certified, my trigger working
Got it out the mud, baby
That's why my cups dirty, yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
Everything I do is for my gang gang (My gang)
Even though I made it on the Forbes
Ain't a thing changed (Ain't a thing changed)
I got more money than I ever had
I can take some more 'pagne (Wooh)
You got booked for a controlled substance
I want more drank (Yeah)
It's like a funeral when they see me
'Cause these hoes faintin' (Yeah)
I done got used to dead homies
I stay in the bank (Yeah)
Ain't got one more tear to shed on me
All my sons straight (Yeah)
I put Casino in my will, **** I'ma die with this cake (Freebandz)
[Verse 6]
I take the plastic off the seal
A trillion miles away (Yeah)
I know every **** with me gon' kill
So I stay out the way
I ain't gotta walk around with my steel
'Cause the streets made me
I still keep a chopper in arm's reach
'Cause I stay faded
Them percocets got my homie arm itchin'
I'ma still take it
I just finesse 'em without pulling out my gun
How he gon' still hate me
I'm a nine-figure ****
We ain't never worried 'bout murder cases
My slime ****, buy him a Bugatti on his birthday
Every time we plead
We plead 'not guilty' in the first place
I look my demon in the face
I'm booted up the worst way
She want my semen so she can run with it
And take it to the bank
I can't grieve 'cause ain't none of my grandma bills late
[Verse 7]
I bought my mom a mansion
And it came with a lake
I'm so real, my day-one got every code to my safe
I told all my ex hoes
Can't nobody take my place
I know I'm a rockstar, and that's on everything
[Verse 8]
Everything I do is for my gang gang
Even though I made it on the Forbes
Ain't a thing changed
I got more money than I ever had
I can take some more 'pagne
You got booked for a controlled substance
I want more drank
It's like a funeral when they see me
'Cause these hoes faintin'
I done got used to dead homies
I stay in the bank
Ain't got one more tear to shed on me
All my sons straight
I put Casino in my will, ****, I'ma die with this cake
(Freebandz!)
Written by: Eduardo Earle, Fuse, Nayvadius Wilburn