Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Vocals
Big Freedia
Background Vocals
5th Ward Weebie
Background Vocals
Glenishe Rowe
Background Vocals
Shane Lindstrom
Drums
Adam Pigott
Drums
Big Tymers
Sampled Artist
Lauryn Hill
Sampled Artist
Maneesh Bidaye
Background Vocals
Paul Jeffries
Background Vocals
The Show Boys
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
Alan Bergman
Songwriter
Marilyn Bergman
Songwriter
Marvin Hamlisch
Songwriter
Clifford Smith
Songwriter
Corey Woods
Songwriter
Phillip Price
Songwriter
Jason Hunter
Songwriter
Orville Hall
Songwriter
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
Lauryn Hill
Songwriter
Gary Grice
Songwriter
Adam Pigott
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Glenishe Rowe
Songwriter
Jerome Henry Cosey
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
Russell T. Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Producer
blaqnmild
Co-Producer
Corey Litwin
Producer
Chris Quock
Assistant Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Mike Gaydusek
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Cubeatz
Producer
David "D.C." Castro
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Greg Moffet
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Noah Shebib
Mixing Engineer
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Ronald Moonoo
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I wanna know who motherfuckin' representin' in here tonight?
Hold on, hold on
Lil Weezyana shit
Murda on the beat
A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Everybody get your motherfuckin' roll on
I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
Had a man last year, life goes on
Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long
You've been inside, know you like to lay low
I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table
Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for
First, last phone bill, car note, cable
[PreChorus]
With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
And you showin' off, but it's alright
And you showin' off, but it's alright
It's a short life, yeah
[Chorus]
That's a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin' up on these ****
You gotta be nice for what to these ****
I understand you got a hunnid bands
You got a baby Benz
You got some bad friends
High school pics, you was even bad then
You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
You already had them
[Verse 2]
Work at 8:00 AM
Finish 'round five
Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
Yeah, they don't really be the same offline
You know dark days, you know hard times
Doin' overtime for the last month
Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up
Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
Gotta hit the club like you hit them motherfuckin'
[PreChorus]
Angles
With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
And you showin' off, but it's alright
And you showin' off, but it's alright
It's a short life
[Bridge]
Uh-huh (Oh, yeah)
These hoes (They mad)
Your boy (I had)
I made
Watch the breakdown
[Chorus]
That's a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin' up on these ****
You gotta be nice for what to these ****
I understand
[Outro]
Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
It's a short life
Written by: Adam J Pigott, Alan Bergman, Aubrey Drake Graham, Birdman, Byron Thomas, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles, GRICE GARY E, Gary Grice, Glenishe Rowe, Jason S. Hunter, Jerome Cosey, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Lauryn Hill, Marilyn Bergman, Marvin Hamlisch, Noah "40" Shebib, Orville Hall, Phillip Price, Robert Diggs, Russell T. Jones, Shane Lindstrom