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Tory Lanez - IF iT Ain’T rIGHt (FEAT. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Programming
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Programming
Michael Hernandez
Michael Hernandez
Programming
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Michael Hernandez
Michael Hernandez
Songwriter
Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Barrington Wright
Barrington Wright
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cash Money Ap
Cash Money Ap
Producer
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Foreign Teck
Foreign Teck
Producer
Johann Chavez
Johann Chavez
Mixing Engineer
Play Picasso
Play Picasso
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We ain't fuckin', shorty, if it ain't right
I was passin' on it since it came by
You been talkin' 'bout it but it can't fly
Both my bitches in the club, same night
Damn, I just seem to can't get by
Long as they gon' pay me in advance I'm fine
My lil' **** got that .30 in his pants, I'm fine
She told me that she love a trap **** gettin' fly
[Verse 2]
Trap up out the bando, you don't understand though
I skrtt with the Lambo', I will
It's thirty bands in my pants though, I took her up out her short shorts
And fuck that **** commando, I will
Top down, yeah, I got you rollin'
Both my bitches in the club got me focused
Say it to her face, don't give a fuck who I offend
I gotta keep it real but no pretend 'cause shorty
[Verse 3]
We ain't fuckin', shorty, if it ain't right
I was passin' on it since it came by
You been talkin' 'bout it but it can't fly
Both my bitches in the club, same night
Damn, I just seem to can't get by
Long as they gon' pay me in advance I'm fine
My lil' **** got that .30 in his pants, I'm fine
She told me that she love a trap **** gettin' fly
[Verse 4]
Yeah, look at how I dress, I'm fly
I just spent like thirty in Hermes, oh, my
I told every girl she was the best, I lie
Tory, that's my ****, that's my bro, my guy
But please stop killin' my vibe
Dirty clip so long it's hangin' off my side
When they hit my **** V12 up I cried
Hit him in the stomach and he still did not die
[Verse 5]
Yeah, livin' real good, yeah, mmm
I'm still good, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I feel good, yeah, uh
And I'm real good
[Verse 6]
We ain't fuckin', shorty, if it ain't right
I was passin' on it since it came by
You been talkin' 'bout it but it can't fly
Both my bitches in the club, same night
Damn, I just seem to can't get by
Long as they gon' pay me in advance I'm fine
My lil' **** got that .30 in his pants, I'm fine
She told me that she love a trap **** gettin' fly
Written by: Alex Petit, Artist Julius Dubose, Barrington Wright, Danny Lee Snodrass Jr., Daystar Peterson, Dylan Cleary-Krell, Michael Hernandez, Nicholas Mira
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