Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Vocals
Gunna
Vocals
Lil Durk
Vocals
NAV
Vocals
Turbo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Chandler Durham
Songwriter
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Turbo
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Quay Global
Recording Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Run that back, Turbo)
[Verse 2]
Shopping spree for fun
She did Saint Laurent
Alexander, Laurent
Private flight to Milan ('Lan)
Ice VV's (Ice, ice)
Ice VS1's (VS1'S)
Off-White, VLONE, 1's
Foreigns parked on my lawn
[Verse 3]
Them 40's come, we jump
I like my bitches blonde
Wockhardt gimme the runs
Don't none of my hoes wear Uggs
If you go on a hit, you can't call off
Nah, hoe, we can't raw dog
Off Percs and X, can't nod off
If I call you the plug, can't fall off
[Verse 4]
Coupe from outer space
Trust me, I'm ok (I'm ok)
Buy HI-TECH paint by the case
You can tell that's Chanel by the lace
You can tell it's a bale by the weight
Gazelle, you could see I got cake
I'm a young boss, I can cut a **** pay
Smash, I don't never use the breaks
[Verse 5]
She asked me for cash, are you serious?
New car Fast and the Furious
Spend a big bag on Amiris
I got a big bag, that's period
My name hold weight, I'm superior
Took her to Gucci, I'm serious
Gotta suck dick on your period
You can't say "No," I ain't hearin' it
[Verse 6]
Shopping sprees for fun
She did Saint Laurent
Alexander, Laurent
Private flight to Milan ('Lan)
Ice VV's (Ice, ice)
Ice VS1's (VS1'S)
Off-White, VLONE, 1's
Foreigns parked on my lawn
[Verse 7]
Them 40's come, we jump
I like my bitches blonde
Wockhardt gimme the runs
Don't none of my hoes wear Uggs
If you go on a hit, you can't call off
Nah, hoe, we can't raw dog
Off Percs and X, can't nod off
If I call you the plug, can't fall off (Baby)
[Verse 8]
Drippin' out in France
Shoppin' when we land
Made a stop in Punta Cana, shawty keep her body tan
Went to Magic last week, we prolly fucked up 40 bands
Get 'em flipped, I really can
Bitch, I'm the shit, hoe, fuck your man
In Dior, they call me Mr. Baby, they know who I am
BB belt hold up my pants, Louis pouch hold a FN
Big Balenci's, I don't care for fashion, do it 'cause I can
VLONE Forgiato rims, white tee-shirt, Amiri Timbs (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
Shopping sprees for fun
She did Saint Laurent
Alexander, Laurent
Private flight to Milan ('Lan)
Ice VV's (Ice, ice)
Ice VS1's (VS1'S)
Off-White, VLONE, 1's
Foreigns parked on my lawn
[Verse 10]
Spent six hundred eatin' lunch (No cap)
Got tired of Honey Buns (Damn)
Smokin' by the ton (Aye)
Give a fuck about my lungs (Aye)
She suck me sloppy, put my lil' babies on her tongue
In the hotel lobby, got a Glock on me with a drum (Yeah)
Half a mil in jewelry, got a quarter in my safe (Yeah)
She don't ask me nothing, put my main bitch in her place
Take her shopping, I got good taste (Good taste)
I approve her fit of the day
You ain't goin out like that, no way (No)
I drip too hard every day (Drip)
[Verse 11]
Shopping sprees for fun
She did Saint Laurent
Alexander, Laurent
Private flight to Milan ('Lan)
Ice VV's (Ice, ice)
Ice VS1's (VS1'S)
Off-White, VLONE, 1's
Foreigns parked on my lawn
[Verse 12]
Them 40's come, we jump
I like my bitches blonde
Wockhardt gimme the runs
Don't none of my hoes wear Uggs
If you go on a hit, you can't call off
Nah, hoe, we can't raw dog
Off Percs and X, can't nod off
If I call you the plug, can't fall off (Turn up)
Written by: Chandler Durham, Dominique' Jones, Durk Banks, Navraj Singh Goraya, Sergio Kitchens