Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maxo Kream
Vocals
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah
Songwriter
DAVID L DOMAN
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Christopher Torpey
Songwriter
Josh White
Songwriter
Chad Butler
Songwriter
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Barry White
Songwriter
Afolabi Osinulu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Galvan
Recording Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Doman
Producer
Ryan Venable
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Work tha' lil' bitch like a tredmill
Put tha' bitch on the track like a adlib
Fake tits, fake hair, but her ass real
Brown skin, light skin, like Aunt Viv
Put a arch in your back like a caterpillar
Boss max, tell that bitch call me daddy
I be gettin' the street money like bankroll
Tooted up in the air like a stank hoe
Make a bitch do a line like a drumroll
On her knees, make her blow like a trumbone (suck it)
Selling twight on the block like Mutombo (sell it)
She a thot, selling top like a front hoe (hoe)
Mob too flash, wrist too glass
Real street nigga, finger tips still ash
Wrist bust down, patty cake, new panty
Marshawn go, lil' hoe get ready
'Cause a man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Throw that, throw back two ways
Pockets on baby, no due date
Don't feel no way
Racks so up can't lose weight (alright)
Style like grapes, iced tea on skates
Stacks like Stacey, get you four-five placement
Don't matter to me, I'm over the fee
I'm over TT, I crash out the V
Slide with the Gs, we lean on the Cs
End up at the top, it's nowhere to be
Out on the road, I'm out on the go
It's platinum, not gold, we sit in the road
Hunnids in rows, the hunnids don't fold
The hunnids don't, hunnids don't, hunnids, it go
Don't feel a way, it's been this way (alright)
Maxo been up, he ain't losing weight
Man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey-hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Man gon' lie like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Run through the door like a relay, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey
Hey, hey, 2K 'ey
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Writer(s): Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Barry White
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