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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Performer
Swae Lee
Swae Lee
Vocals
Slim Jxmmi
Slim Jxmmi
Vocals
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaquil Brown
Aaquil Brown
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Stephen Hybicki
Stephen Hybicki
Songwriter
Khalif Brown
Khalif Brown
Songwriter
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Matthew Day
Matthew Day
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
DJ Fu
DJ Fu
Producer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Recording Engineer
Jay Sremm
Jay Sremm
Recording Engineer
Randy Lanphear
Randy Lanphear
Recording Engineer
Sean Payne
Sean Payne
Recording Engineer
Swae Lee
Swae Lee
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gimme some space
Two styrofoam cups, a pint of some drank
I'm the type of **** that you meet at the bank
Grade A bitches treating me like a saint
This money doing something to my brain
This money doing something to my ego
This drank got me talkin' like Z-Ro
These pills got me feelin' like Ne-Yo
This freak in my ear tryna go
I turn your crib to a ho house
I'm a rockstar, drink till I pass out
Drink till I motherfuckin' pass out
Drink till I motherfuckin'
[Verse 2]
I'm ballin' out, live live live
On the first quarter like
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Waiting on a another one
Hoping they come to life
'Cause right there on the stairs is where
We poured our first perfect pints
[Verse 3]
It's Gucci!
I'm in the trap, Saran wrapping with the Vaseline
You know the clean lean jump like trampoline
On his vert with the skrrt, rims tangerine
I fell asleep and had a dream
Riding on MLK
Two pinky rings, two pints of leans
Two cups, too turnt, two hoes one me
They were screamin' "Free Gucci"
But now that Guwop's free
Blue cheese, no Ranch, hunduns on me
30 cars deep it's like a circus with me
Rae Sremmurd, Gucci Mane that sounds perfect to me
Now I'm back on top like I'm 'posed to be
I done poured so many pints that shit got old to me
Wop!
[Verse 4]
I'm ballin' out, live live live
On the first quarter like
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
[Verse 5]
"Kung-fu Kenny," look, look
Who the fuck you talking to? You maney
Salute me when I'm walking through, you ain't me
Everything I do is with the extras
Flipping couple million for investments
And my hood love me unconditional
Your hood love you 'cause you on the instrumental though
This rap shit crazy, need to "Woo-sah!"
They screaming Compton, must be two sides
RIP to Shotty, loan your beat out, know I'm flexing
VIP my vibe, ayo 200 on the guest list
I don't like to sugar coat, or politic with yes man
I like me a bougie ho, from Normandy and Weston
Twenty seventeen onto bigger things
I got a smaller team, got a bigger ring
Everybody a Crip till they black and blue
Everybody a Blood till they hemorrhaging
Aw man, "Mike WiLL Made It"
Two back to back Spurs
Me and Mike WiLL made it
Double park on the curb, I can drive but I'm lazy
Half a pint, whole pint
Gassed up, crazy, aye!
[Verse 6]
Holding onto memories
Toss and turning all night
Leaving word to wise
But you know where my heart lies
I be rolling every time that I arrive
Written by: Aaquil Brown, Kendrick Lamar, Khalif Brown, M. Day, Mike WiLL Made-It, Radric Delantic Davis, Stephen Hybicki
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