Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Dwan Avery
Dwan Avery
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Southside
Producer
Seth Firkins
Seth Firkins
Recording Engineer
Mike Synphony
Mike Synphony
Assistant Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Dy Krazy
Dy Krazy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In the war zone with the hittas
I'ma pop up on you in the latest
[Verse 2]
Count my racks up, take a lil dope
Get my pistol, I don't trust these folk
I fuck with shorty, 'cause she don't post
These ****, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOAT
[Verse 3]
St Regis, 27th floor
I'm with some heathens, they doin' the most
Christian Louboutin, blood on the floor
Bought some militant Valentino camo'
Maserati, woo!
That's a body
I be fresh, woo!
Osh B'gosh
Poor or pimp, do or die
Buyin' Presidential by the ten-pack
Ran a M up in a Cadillac
I was gettin' it on a air mattress
Servin' rocks in some Air Max
Blendin' in in with my habitat
Hit it hard then doubled back
Credit card, that was scammer time
Undecided, then I drove by
Benz coupe with the white tires
What's your prototype?
[Verse 4]
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95
Hammer on my side
I been way too quiet
I get way too fly
I got water diamonds
Throw 'em on that dial
I got a orange light
I got some green kush
I got some clear ice
You need to stay put
I got on white socks
Give me some white top
I got a white Richard Mille
Cost a whole car
I came up from out the field
Workin' that ol' boy
Servin' Killa Kam
Bought a new toy
[Verse 5]
This that Juelz Santana
Rockin' them Gucci bandanas
Bought a pink poodle for a stack
Gave it to shawty for her birthday
Had her posted up on the runway
I'm gettin' like Floyd with the grandé
Slangin' that raw on the runway
Pourin' up drank on a Tuesday
I was on a yacht on a Tuesday
Keep it on cocked on Tuesday
Maserati truck on Tuesday
Better keep up, don't lose me
Gettin' geeked up, I'm exclusive
Two cellphones, and I'm ruthless
Two cutters on me, and I'm vicious
In the war zone with the hittas
I was goin' in the house with a vision
And I came back out with a million
I was hypnotizin', yeah
I was cookin' up powder, yeah
I was makin' it shower, yeah
For forty three hours, yeah
I'm proud to say I made it
Got the whole damn world invaded
3K hit the phone, I ain't save it
I be sittin' in the 'yo when they hatin'
I'ma pop up on you in the latest
She be talkin' that shit and I paid it
[Verse 6]
Count my racks up, take a lil dope
Get my pistol, I don't trust these folk
I fuck with shorty, 'cause she don't post
These ****, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOAT
[Verse 7]
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95
Hammer on my side
This that Juelz Santana
Rockin' them Gucci bandanas
Servin' Killa Kam
Bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Servin' Killa Kam
This that Juelz Santana
Rockin' them Gucci bandanas
Written by: Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn, Joshua Howard Luellen, Dwan LeCurtis Jaquan Avery
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