Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
Vocals
Offset
Vocals
Metro Boomin
Programming
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Shayaa Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Metro Boomin want some more, ****!)
[Verse 2]
Automatic (Auto)
Automatics in the trunk
Shoot the maggots
Shoot the maggots with the pump
Thottie naughty (Thot)
Love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (Static)
Pussy **** run your charm
Ghostface Killers (Killers)
Wu-Tang, 21 News Gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne
At the top of the food chain
Trappin' the cocaine (Yah)
No gang, shooter with no names (Brr)
We can play toll games
The whole gang, kick in your door, mane
[Verse 3]
Yah
Put on the Patek, poppin' Xanny, I'm a addict (Poppin')
Break the mattress with a baddie on the alley (Smash)
Diamond glasses, need some glasses for the flashing, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch, I'm dabbin', yeah
All of this shit on purpose, got the bitches slurpin'
All your pockets on hurt, and ****, you could be my servant (Woo, woo)
Go to the lot, and young ****, don't lease it, I purchase
After I cut off a thot, I give her some money for services
Wherever I go, the whole gang'll go (Gang)
Yeah, you cannot tame the hoe because she want fame fa sho (Tame)
You think that you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more
I got a over, overload, look like I just sold my soul
I pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (Stripes)
I got a foreign mamacita and I've been known to beat it (Mama)
**** ain't goin' defeated, we get the guns immediate (Brr)
Nobody in the coupe that's a idiot (Idiot)
You **** is broke and it's pitiful
[Verse 4]
Automatic (Auto)
Automatics in the trunk
Shoot the maggots
Shoot the maggots with the pump
Thottie naughty (Thot)
Love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (Static)
Pussy **** run your charm
Ghostface Killers (Killers)
Wu-Tang, 21 News Gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne
At the top of the food chain
Trappin' the cocaine (Yah)
No gang, shooter with no names (Brr)
We can play toll games
The whole gang, kick in your door, mane
[Verse 5]
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah, big bombs (21)
Wonderbread, man, make your bitch lick crumbs (Yeah)
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (Bling)
Grab the hit stick, **** tryna blitz some
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke, boy (21)
You broke-ass rappers food, issa Po' boy (21)
Everybody the same, all these **** sound alike (Dick riders)
Fox Five gang, turn you to a candlelight
Bitch boy, I'm a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada
Hang 'round the shottas
Mad Max, ****, yeah, I hang with the killers (21)
Planet of the Apes, yeah, I hang around gorillas (On God)
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
You a fuck boy, we ain't with the horseplay (Bitch)
Shrimp-ass ****, did you do your chores today? (21)
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)
[Verse 6]
Automatic (Auto)
Automatics in the trunk
Shoot the maggots
Shoot the maggots with the pump
Thottie naughty (Thot)
Love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (Static)
Pussy **** run your charm
Ghostface Killers (Killers)
Wu-Tang, 21 News Gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne
At the top of the food chain
Trappin' the cocaine (Yah)
No gang, shooter with no names (Brr)
We can play toll games
The whole gang, kick in your door, mane
[Verse 7]
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (Yeah)
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (Yeah)
Jumpin' out the public houses, don't you come outside (Straight up)
Private status, tryna land a jet at Magic (How you goin'?)
Goin' way up out my way to cut the traffic (What you poppin'?)
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I need the balance (What you seein'?)
Bloody ass is what I'm seein', it's way too graphic
[Verse 8]
Watch your fingers, 'cause the cactus dangerous
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak that language
On the couches
Tom Cruise, I'ma make her see
She snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit'll make her bounce it
[Verse 9]
Resurrect my life, yeah
CPR my pipe, yeah
Please, need the energy, only got a night, yeah (It's lit!)
Nike boys, we don't do three stripes
I'm livin' for my **** that do life, yeah
[Verse 10]
Automatic (Auto)
Automatics in the trunk
Shoot the maggots
Shoot the maggots with the pump
Thottie naughty (Thot)
Love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (Static)
Pussy **** run your charm
Ghostface Killers (Killers)
Wu-Tang, 21 News Gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne
At the top of the food chain
Trappin' the cocaine (Yah)
No gang, shooter with no names (Brr)
We can play toll games
The whole gang, kick in your door, mane
Written by: Jacques Bermon Webster II, Kiari Cephus, Leland Wayne, Shayaa Joseph