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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Chandler Durham
Songwriter
Taurus Currie Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ashley Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Taurus
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh
Taurus
Uh
[Chorus]
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see it (See it)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit (Litty)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippy (Drippy)
Fuck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it
[Verse 1]
Hey (Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Put some diamonds in Chrome Hearts lens
Bought a new Benz, lost more friends
Stretchin' my hands, money all in
Fuckin' her friend, break her in bed
Hundred in tens, count it in yens
Trust in God thin, keep a FN
[Verse 2]
I gotta go, I gotta spend (Go)
I drove a boat, I'll drive again
I ain't got no note, I ain't got no rent
I am a GOAT, I am a man (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
We in the low, we smokin' dope (Ah)
We keep it close, you with the folks (Oh)
Give him a dose, give me some throat (Uh)
Lil' bitty ho, you already know (You know)
[Verse 4]
Bitch, we the topic, the sauce for the toppings, you know that they copyin' you, whoa (You, whoa)
They cleanin' and moppin', these bitches, they hoppin', I couldn't fall out with the bro, uh
Hotter than Taki, I like it, I cop it, ain't nobody stoppin' the growth, uh (Nobody stoppin' this growth)
Smoke Lodi Dodi, we sit in the lobby, we just rented out the whole floor, uh
[Chorus]
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see it (See it)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (Litty)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippy (Drippy)
Fuck the cops, uh, we can't be stopped, just admit it ('Mit it)
[Chorus]
Paint the town, (Town)
And slime committed ('Mitted)
Bloodhound, ('Hound)
Hmmm, cold hard Crippin' (Cold hard Crippin')
Best part (Yeah)
We got all the vibes with it (Vibes)
Head start (Start)
You can't catch up, so forget it ('Get it)
[Verse 5]
That's no cap, I'm in the 'Ghini (Ah)
This really rap, this ain't a gimmick (Uh)
I had to trap, now I got plenty
I'm in a castle fuckin' a genie (Genie)
[Verse 6]
I popped a capsule, she wanna wrassle (Whoa)
I done got tackled, drunk on the Henny (Henny)
Turned to a saddle, I had to handle (Whoa)
I'm 'bout to smack 'em both on the fanny (Fanny)
[Verse 7]
I put four twelves in the V12, (Whoa)
My Benz truck startin' to rattle (Whoa-whoa)
She say she smell I'm doin' well, when I wanna fuck, it don't matter (Uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm a shark, you're not a whale, lean in my cup and my bladder (My bladder)
I got it on lock like I'm in jail, soon as they buck, they gettin' splattered (Get splat)
[Verse 8]
I'm 'bout to drop and no, I cannot flop, climbin' straight to the top like a ladder (A ladder)
**** play tough and they talk on the internet, but they ain't ever gon' hit 'em, uh
I took a loss and it made me a boss, like now look, I'm doin' better than ever (I'm better than ever)
They cause you to flop, Biscotti when I'm coughin', I'm tryna get higher than ever (High)
[Chorus]
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see it (See it)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (Litty)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippy (Drippy)
Fuck the cops, uh, we can't be stopped, just admit it ('Mit it)
[Chorus]
Paint the town (Town)
And slime committed ('Mitted)
Bloodhound ('Hound)
Mmm, cold hard Crippin'
Best part (Yeah)
We got all the vibes with it (Vibes)
Head start (Start)
You can't catch up, so forget it
Written by: Adam Feeney, Chandler Great, Sergio Kitchens