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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Saweetie
Vocals
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Songwriter
Anthony Ray
Anthony Ray
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Diamonté Harper
Diamonté Harper
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Gerald Gillum
Gerald Gillum
Songwriter
Jocelyn Donald
Jocelyn Donald
Songwriter
Kevin Richardson
Kevin Richardson
Songwriter
London Holmes
London Holmes
Songwriter
Noah "40" Shebib
Noah "40" Shebib
Songwriter
Kendall Roark Bailey
Kendall Roark Bailey
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Richardson
Kevin Richardson
Additional Producer
London Holmes
London Holmes
Producer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Kendall Roark Bailey
Additional Producer
De'Ron Billups
De'Ron Billups
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Dakari "DG" Gwitira
Dakari "DG" Gwitira
Vocal Recording Engineer
Derrick Jenner
Derrick Jenner
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(We got London On Da Track)
London On Da Track, London On Da Track, bitch
London On Da Track, London On Da Track, bitch
[Verse 2]
From the Bay to Sacramento, all the way to SoCal
I'm a West Coast **** with a bougie ass sound
And I love me a real ****, fuck the clowns
Fresh wax, Gucci down when my man's in town
For the haters, you don't wanna fuck with me (No)
You can never stunt on me
Used to do promo for the free
Now I only post for a fee, uh
All my ****, they prepared
All my partners with the shits
So all they ask is, "When and where?"
Call 'em up, ****, where you at? I'm there
Man, I got them through whatever
They was ill and no one cared
We the ones y'all wanna copy
I ain't close to everybody
And you know I'm hella busy
You should text me and never call me
I need to change my number soon
AT&T, make that arrangement
If it ain't about that money
It's a waste of conversation
[Verse 3]
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
All my haters show me love now
We gon' run it up in the club now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
[Verse 4]
Bought a Bentley 'cause I'm up now (Skrrt)
Aye, ass fat, tell her "Turn around" (Woah)
Rich **** bring the cash out (Rich)
If she bad, I'ma fuck her in my trap house (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Give me sloppy, girl, turn her to a icy girl (Ice)
That's your wifey? I might put her in the coupe, swerve (Yeah)
No roof, ridin' 'round, I got two birds
Bitch, I'm way too geeked, more than two nerds
I need racks, I don't talk, do my plug walk
Fuck yo' bitch, kick her out, make that hoe walk
Ooh, I'm not cupid, she a groupie
Grandpa used to trap out a hoopty
Yeah, too much cash, I done ran it up
Broke **** better back up
I need a Brinks truck, cuban linked up
Even if she bad, face down, ass up (Huh)
[Verse 5]
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
All my haters show me love now
We gon' run it up in the club now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
[Verse 6]
Leave the stage, buy a chain, all bust down (All bust down)
Aye, Bay Area, we up now (We up now)
Aye, tap in when you touch down (Aye, for real)
I feel like Marshawn with the touchdown
Got my 2012 OG Nike Yeezys on
All around the world, yeah, they know the G-Eazy song
Bay to the world
Tryna put my city on, I got you on the verse
Saweetie, what you need me on?
Let me know, Sac to the O
I was gone for a minute, came back with the glow
I come from the Bay where they actually go (Down, down)
I could buy a house, but I stash for my show, yeah, yeah
New Ferrari, I'm up now
Plus, I own the liquor company in my cut now
Stillhouse, that's what's up now
It's really no limit 'cause I don't give a fuck now
I hear people runnin' they mouth
I only moved three hundred fifty miles south
I got my credentials, they know what I'm 'bout
I been validated, I ain't even gotta say it, yeah
(Hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy)
[Verse 7]
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
All my haters show me love now
We gon' run it up in the club now
All my ****, yeah, we up now
Only way is up, we ain't goin' down
[Verse 8]
(We Got London On Da Track)
Written by: Anthony Ray, Aubrey Drake Graham, Diamonté Harper, Dimitri Roger, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Gerald Gillum, Jocelyn Donald, Kendall Roark Bailey, Kevin Richardson, London Holmes, Noah "40" Shebib, Tyler Williams
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