Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
Brittney Taylor
Brittney Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
Songwriter
Daniel Gonzalez
Daniel Gonzalez
Songwriter
Mark Adams
Mark Adams
Songwriter
Steve Arrington
Steve Arrington
Songwriter
Chad Hugo
Chad Hugo
Songwriter
Raymond Turner
Raymond Turner
Songwriter
Stephen Washington
Stephen Washington
Songwriter
Daniel Webster
Daniel Webster
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Kyle Coleman
Kyle Coleman
Songwriter
Hue Strother
Hue Strother
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Producer
Play Picasso
Play Picasso
Producer
Kxhris
Kxhris
Producer
Johann Chavez
Johann Chavez
Mixing Engineer
Michael Romero
Michael Romero
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Girl, I don't wanna drive when I'm too lit We don't need to stop, let's sip slow I just caught a vibe at your crib And you gon' decide when we get blown I don't wanna drive, I'm too lit Everything around wanna move slow I just caught a vibe at your crib All I wanna do is get you blown I don't wanna drive when I'm too lit I just wanna vibe when I'm too blown You all on my side and the truth is You just need to slide on me slow I don't need to drive, I'm too lit Caught up in a vibe, I'm too gone Any time I slide, the truth is You just need to ride on me slow Shawty, if I'm doin it and doin' it, and You just need to ride on me slow Tryna catch a vibe and you're just Doin' everything it takes to get blown Let's get blown You left me here with nothing to spare Takin' shots in the mornin', drinkin' these mimosas Knowin' damn well we was goin' in, Four o'clock, and we was on it, and Damn right, I was on it Hand right on her thong, see at this standpoint, I was goin' in Flyin' in over my head and over my bed, you landed on it You landed on it, let's get You baited me, yeah Debated if I should've stayed up in there Thighs in the air, your makeup was smeared Takin' you there 'til you're Too drunk to drive home, you ain't makin' it there, I know They sleepin' on you and they can stay unaware I got you on my side and you wet like Poseidon, oh If I decide tonight is time for us Then we'll do like the chorus, let's get blown (Boy, where you takin' me?) Ah, nah, it's just a lil' spot right here Should pull up soon (Oh, little spot, huh? Oh!) you see the view? (Okay, I see you) shit fly, right? (Yeah, it's fire) show you right (You think you're so cute) yeah, so what's up, though, like? (What's up?) I know you ain't come in this car just to sit, so? (I mean, I didn't, but what you wanna do?) Nah, I'm tryna take you to the back (to the back? Listen, I fuck with you, I really do, but) (I just know, I know what you 'bout, I know you fuck with Keisha) nah, trust me (And Jalissa, I know you fuckin' with her, uh) I'm not fuckin' with none of them Like you're the only person on my mind, I wouldn't even Trust me, I'm not even on that type of time at all, like (I mean, it sounds good) The only person that I'm really thinkin' about, that I'm really on right now You feel me? I wouldn't even be These just ain't words I'm speakin', you feel me? (You sure you wanna do this?) Yeah, just, let's go
Writer(s): Daniel Gonzalez, Daystar Peterson, Hue Wayne Strother, Kyle Christopher Coleman, Raymond Guy Turner, Steven R. Arrington, Mark L. Adams, Stephen C. Washington, Daniel Webster, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Pharrell L. Williams, Chad Hugo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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