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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bas
Bas
Vocals
Ella Mai
Ella Mai
Background Vocals
Irv Washington
Irv Washington
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abbas Hamad
Abbas Hamad
Songwriter
Ali Gabir Oussama
Ali Gabir Oussama
Songwriter
Melissa Elliott
Melissa Elliott
Songwriter
Timbaland
Timbaland
Songwriter
Kaleb Rollins
Kaleb Rollins
Songwriter
Ron Gilmore
Ron Gilmore
Songwriter
Jay Kurzweil
Jay Kurzweil
Songwriter
Sedik Boudif
Sedik Boudif
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ogee Handz
Ogee Handz
Producer
DikC
DikC
Producer
Kaleb Rollins
Kaleb Rollins
Engineer
Ron Gilmore
Ron Gilmore
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(I'm up on lovin', I used to love you)
[Verse 2]
Said I'm callin' my **** with me, ridin'
Dressin' room like we keep bitches on the rider
Bus full of white girls singin' Akinyele
Mama, I think I just met me a Madonna
Oh nah, nah, everything glowin' ain't a diamond
I know everything glowin' ain't a diamond
Girl, you shinin'
[Verse 3]
But I ain't felt love in a long time
And I told you that when we woke up
I guess that might've been the wrong time
My best pick up line is young **** with money
I ain't playin'
My best pick up line is young **** with money
[Verse 4]
Killin' these ****, I gotta feelin' these ****
Is out to get me, but trust me, I got 'em
Straight out the borough, my city love me, we thorough
My ****, you don't want none of them problems
She actin' crazy, she callin', callin' me baby
I just be feedin' them bitches the bottles
She livin' way up in Harlem
But she come to me when I call her
And she all about her fashion, she be workin' for Vogue
Me, I'm all about my stackin', I be workin' the road
[Verse 5]
(I used to love you)
Them clouds never get old
Them clouds never get old
(I used to love you)
[Verse 6]
Yeah, so focused on, make the dopest song
Got this chick open armed, got her lit on Patron
Got her ticked off 'cause I got no tick for her
I got no time, but I got some dick for her now
She was lit, I was milk, girl, don't let that milk spoil
You got some friends that stress you, he ain't loyal
I got some friends, don't let 'em think for you now
Pull up the whip for you now, here, go to town
I am no pimp, but I am a player
You not with the shits? I'll talk to you later
I'm playin', girl, I got a thing for you now
[Verse 7]
But I ain't felt love in a long time
And I told you that when we woke up
I guess that might've been the wrong time
My best pick up line is young **** with money
I ain't playin'
(718 to your state, 212 to your city)
My best pick up line is young **** with money
I ain't playin'
718 to your state, 212 to your city
[Verse 8]
Throwin' fishin' nets in the ocean to cash good catch
It's the hopin' that lasts, ****
And bring them hoes back to the pad from the show
But only if they know how to act, ****
Don't ever get stuck on your laurels like
All of them stuck in the past ****
Shit, it's how I got past ****, for real
[Verse 9]
Said I'm callin' my **** with me, ridin'
Dressin' room like we keep bitches on the rider
Bus full of white girls singin' Akinyele
Mama, I think I just met me a Madonna
Written by: Abbas Hamad, Ali Gabir Oussama, Jay Kurzweil, Kaleb Rollins, Melissa Elliott, Ron Gilmore, Sedik Boudif, Timbaland
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