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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Askia Fountain
Askia Fountain
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
Songwriter
Zairyus Jackson
Zairyus Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
BAINZ
BAINZ
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Kacy Khaliel
Kacy Khaliel
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin' the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I'm stylin'
Bitch I'm goin' up, bitches goin' down me
Bitch I'm slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants
Look like the money huggin' me
And when I hop off in the crowd
They hold me way, way up
[Verse 2]
I put some bread in my pocket, Jimmy Dean
I add a rose gold chain when I drink my lean
I add Chanel on the rip of shawty's jeans (Slaat)
I need a Tylenol, I'm popped too many beans
I'm at the VMA awards, now bring 'em out
I left the dentist with some braces in her mouth (Tighten it up)
I told your darling, shawty was on south
I take this Rari, park it at the house
I tell her it stop it, call me and take this up
I told her to stop it, I got on my knees up
I bought you the Rollie
You know it came forty-four B'd up, yeah
Cupid fishbowl is at the top
I put the tint on it (Yeah)
She tryna sit on it (Yeah)
I throw the climax (What?)
I got the deal on it, yeah
It came in wireless (What?)
I spent a rent on it (Yeah)
I'm smokin' on thrax pack
Gotta keep the seal on it, yeah (That's kush)
You catch a body, gotta put appeal on it, yeah
I'm Prince high-key, straight out the trenches with it, yeah
I'm Bob Marley, the next century yeah
Hopped in with your boo
Wanna see chest up and then nothin' else
[Verse 3]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin' the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I'm stylin'
Bitch I'm goin' up, bitches goin' down me
Bitch I'm slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants
Look like the money huggin' me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up
[Verse 4]
MG, Benz truck, we speedin'
Yeah she say she down, she just wanna be 'round me
Yes I'm havin' European denim on my bottom
I got **** who won't squeal
And they came straight from the bottom, yeah yeah (Let's go)
Sunset sherbert in my lungs
I rock out the show, count them racks in the morning
VVS diamonds, we havin' some pointers
I pull up with slime, them snakes out the jungle
Neck flooded, you gon' need a sponge
I'm through with the hoe, she didn't pass the road
I'm wiping his nose, we crossin' him out
All it take is one call, they surrounding your house
[Verse 5]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin' the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I'm stylin'
Bitch I'm goin' up, bitches goin' down me
Bitch I'm slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin' me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up
[Verse 6]
Bitch I'm goin' up (Do you love me baby?)
Bitch I'm slowed up (Like I love you baby?)
Bitch I'm goin' up, bitches goin' down me (Do you love me baby?)
Bitch I'm slowed up, I been drinking codeine(Like I love you baby?)
Do you love me baby?
Like I love you baby?
Do you love me baby?
I love you, ah
Written by: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Rahkeed Render
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