Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Programming
Aubrey Robinson
Aubrey Robinson
Programming
Kendall Roark Bailey
Kendall Roark Bailey
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Robinson
Aubrey Robinson
Composer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Composer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Kendall Roark Bailey
Composer
Austin Post
Austin Post
Composer
London Holmes
London Holmes
Composer
Jaison Harris
Jaison Harris
Composer
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer
Aubrey Robinson
Aubrey Robinson
Producer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Recording Engineer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Kendall Roark Bailey
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ah, yeah-yeah (Wow)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
We got London on da Track
[Verse 2]
Hunnid and twenty, come catch me, forties inside of my belly
Shouldn't be drivin', I'm faded (Skrt)
Rock that Nirvana, my favorite, damn, I forgot what her name is
She in the front seat, head-bangin' (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, money counter sound somethin' like a chopper, chopper
Speaker system bumpin', fuck your fuckin' block up
Used to mock him, now it's custom Bentley mock-ups
Killer drop, a call from lockup
If you buy that Echo, why you lyin'? You broke
Got a nine in my tote, get you smoked like a stoge
Keep on ridin' my coat, your new shit is a joke
Why you bitin' my flows? What you tryna be, Post? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
[Verse 3]
She used to shoppin' at the mall
I'll teach lil baby how to ball
I hit Rodeo, spent like 40 G's (Wow)
Four hunnid pairs of Gucci socks
I lost all my friends, made a lot of foes
Made a lot of M's, made a lot of moves
Open up the safe, I'm just with the bros
Cop the 458, cost me 2-5-0 (Yeah)
Man, look at all my ice (Ice)
I hit your main thing twice (Your main thing twice)
Take a word of advice (A word of advice)
Break up with that ho (Ho)
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin' (Skrt)
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
[Verse 4]
Cold wrist frozen
Got sacks, Goldman
Bought the bar, Roseanne
No joke, deadpan
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt, skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin' (Skrt)
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin' (Skrt)
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
[Verse 5]
Ooh
Yeah, haha
Ooh
We got London on da Track
Written by: Aubrey Robinson, Austin Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Jaison Harris, Kendall Roark Bailey, London Holmes, Louis Bell
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