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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Vocals
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Gillum
Gerald Gillum
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter
Rupert Thomas Jr.
Rupert Thomas Jr.
Songwriter
Tahrence Brown
Tahrence Brown
Songwriter
Quentin Miller
Quentin Miller
Songwriter
Larry Gashi
Larry Gashi
Songwriter
Michael English
Michael English
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Producer
Dakari
Dakari
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Eder Fernandez
Eder Fernandez
Recording Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
TT Audi
TT Audi
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Wanna, finna let the raw bass drop
[Verse 2]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
[Verse 3]
I don't want friends, I just want M's
I don't follow trends, I just follow tens
Every other week, I'ma make a M
I told her if you make it hard, turn it into a ten
I'm the type to drop the top while she give me top
Still the white boy in the club who can't Milly Rock
Still the same, man, I made a milli' off a pop
Come to the land of the hyphy, I'm a juggernaut
I don't fuck with xans, I grew up on 'Pac
I give love to Houston, the way I Rap-A-Lot
I don't eat bacon, I don't fuck with cops
If I kill the best alive then, it's suicide
May 24th, I'm a Gemini
Not a one-hit-wonder, this is why I'm hot
No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I
When I said it's her and I, that shit was a lie
[Verse 4]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Wanna, finna let the raw bass drop
[Verse 5]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
[Verse 6]
I feel better that I made it in
Louis sweater on my new bitch, she Canadian
We gon' let the haters hate again
Hair blowin' while we speeding in the latest Benz
[Verse 7]
Latest Benz, Mercedes Benz
Good one and she said ain't no body better than
She gave me head, make me feel like the president
I'm cummin' while I'm thumbin' through these presidents
Heavy cash, goin' wild
Gunna in his bag and his watch cost a car
Let it shine like a star we above all the law
Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop
I ran into the plus and I'm not running off
All of my **** up so my mom made a boss
No we're not showing love, it's a line you can cross
None of my bitches scrubs, they're just dying to talk to me
You dissin' and playin' with us, then you bound to get caught
Feelin' little shawty love lookin' fine when she walkin'
Might just spend a little dub, I keep mine in the vault
We livin' it for the club I be flying like a hawk
Flying like a hawk
[Verse 8]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Wanna, finna let the raw bass drop
[Verse 9]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
Written by: Gerald Gillum, Matthew Samuels, Sergio Kitchens, Julius Dubose, Rupert Thomas Jr., Jahaan Akil Sweet, Tahrence Brown, Quentin Miller, Labinot Gashi, Anthony Edwin Phillips
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