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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Octavian
Performer
A$AP Ferg
Performer
Rex Kudo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Octavian
Lyrics
A$AP Ferg
Composer
Rex Kudo
Composer
London On Da Track
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rex Kudo
Producer
London On Da Track
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Young **** got lit
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)
[Verse 2]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
[Verse 3]
Came in like the man
Your show, takin' all your fans
Beg someone try and get my fans off me
I depend, could they get the bands off me
Your bitch dance on me
Talkin' shit, says she is a fan of me
On my body, got to get that fan off me
Told my bitch she can't stand with me
That's awkward (****, that's awkward)
Roll up the Backwoods (Backwoods)
Funny, 'cause we only move forwards
And you say you ignore us
Nah, you adore us
We never lose focus
Walk around and they applaud us
The money's so moreish
The diamonds so flawless
[Verse 4]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
[Verse 5]
About a hundred bands on me
Uh, diamonds gon' dance on me
Uh, trip out to France on me
Uh, look at this tan on me
Uh, she got a plan on me
Yeah, all of these brands on me
In the big truck when she throw that ass up
And I bet she land on me
Don't fuck with the clique, man, it's homicide
Hammer time and you know that it's drummer time
Word up, we will leave a **** traumatized
A$AP and you know we got the mob ties
Right now see you lookin' like a mob wife
Go half on a baby like all night
In the brand new Mercedes and it's all white
Man, I know they gon' hate me but it's alright
Man, I know they gon' hate me but it's alright
I done pulled up with the product from the archives
**** know and they go buzzin' like a beehive
And you know a **** stuntin' in a G5
And you know we can't stop 'cause we on the grind
We be gettin' it, got guap on the mind
I could take your bitch, you can't get one of mine
'Cause we gettin' lit, know a **** finna shine
[Verse 6]
Fuckin' **** got lit
Young Phillip came runnin' out the bando rich
It's wintertime, I got a candle lit
Way up, man, I go gang, go
Ay, I stay low, watch my stack grow
**** got rich (Woo! Woo!) (Okay)
Young **** came out the bando lit
I took risks
Pushed forward, the plan grew big
Big problems, nothin' that man can't fix (Hey)
Young Phillip came out the bando, bitch
He got lit (Ay) (Six)
Young Phillip came out the bando rich
Written by: A$AP Ferg, London On Da Track, Octavian, Rex Kudo