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Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign - FYT ft. French Montana (MIH-TY)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremih
Jeremih
Vocals
French Montana
French Montana
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
Austin Owens
Austin Owens
Songwriter
Lerron Carson
Lerron Carson
Songwriter
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Christopher Dotson
Christopher Dotson
Songwriter
Melvin Moore
Melvin Moore
Songwriter
Arin Ray
Arin Ray
Songwriter
Robert Kelly
Robert Kelly
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Daron Jones
Daron Jones
Songwriter
James Foye
James Foye
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayo + Keyz
Ayo + Keyz
Producer
Paul Cabbin
Paul Cabbin
Producer
Sauce Miyagi
Sauce Miyagi
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Hitmaka)
[Verse 2]
(Montana)
[Verse 3]
Sitting, my diamonds glistening
I don't talk I listen I learn new things
Fuck the coupe thang
To much drama for my mama
Never put your love in dollars
Me and Puff poppin' collars rest in peace to Wallace
Baby, Junior Mafia we the hottest that's obvi
French vanilla bottle, honey melon combo
All my neck helado
Global express to Cabo
[Verse 4]
We gon' give you anything
Diamond rings, I can bring to
And I put you in the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
[Verse 5]
Make decisions
I wanna play with your permission
Give me that cake I'll wash the dishes
Now spread them legs call it long division
That pussy tastes like (Woah!)
I hit it like (Woah!)
I kiss it like (O-oh)
Don't stop, I need (More)
[Verse 6]
Every time I pull away
Something keeps on telling me to stay
I can't get these memories out my head, so bad
[Verse 7]
He don't give you anything
Diamond rings, I can bring to
And I put you in the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight
(Bring a friend, and another one)
I'm fucking you tonight, tonight
[Verse 8]
He don't give you everything
Diamond rings, I can bring to
And I put you in the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
(Bring a friend, and another one)
I'm fucking you tonight, tonight (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
I might get a room for you tonight
Maybe we can Champagne cheers tonight
Make you swallow all your fears tonight
How you goin' let them hoes tell you whatchu like
I've been in Neiman-Marcus throwin' tantrums
You thinkin' you know high fashion
Just to take it off babe
I see run your mouth and I take it down, down, down, down
[Verse 10]
Every time I pull away, yeah, yeah
Something keeps on telling me to stay
I can't get these memories out my head, so bad
[Verse 11]
He don't give you anything
Diamond rings, I can bring to
And I put you in the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
(Bring a friend, and another one)
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
[Verse 12]
He don't give you everything
Diamond rings, I can bring to
And I put you in the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah
(Bring a friend, and another one)
I'm fucking you tonight, tonight
[Verse 13]
I might end up with you
Kissing, touching, fucking
(Bring a friend, and another one)
Girl your body is Godly for me
I'm fucking you tonight, oh
I'm fucking you tonight, oh
Written by: Arin Ray, Austin Owens, Christian Ward, Christopher Dotson, Christopher Wallace, Daron Jones, James Foye III "Keyz", Jeremy Felton, Karim Kharbouch, Lerron Carson, Melvin Moore, Robert Kelly, Sean Combs, Tyrone Griffin
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