Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Vocals
DaBaby
Vocals
Daniel Moras Raab
Programming
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Christoffer Buchardt Marcussen
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Cédric Leutwyler
Songwriter
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
Jonathan Kirk
Songwriter
Jess Reed Jackson
Songwriter
Michael G. Dean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Palaze
Producer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Additional Producer
Sage Skofield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rose Adams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Daniel Moras Raab
Additional Producer
Corey Nutile
Recording Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Vocal Mixing Engineer
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
50 Cent
Executive Producer
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Executive Producer
Rico Beats
Executive Producer
Steven Victor
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Tryna fuckin' get 'em
Tryna fuck on a thot
Gettin' big on this
What do you want?
Won't tell you twice, yeah
I'm a thief in the night
[Chorus]
I did some wrong, but I'm always right
Said I know how to shoot, and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night, look
[Verse 1]
If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to fuck all night
I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'rillas
Five K on a dinner, bring three hundred thou' to the dealer
[Chorus]
I did some wrong, but I'm always right
Said I know how to shoot, and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby)
[Verse 2]
I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic
I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on me
Hunnid racks in the bag, that's a honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets
Got the game from LaShawn, I'm my mama's son
Learned 'bout the triple cross when I was young
And I know I ain't goin', so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin' for attention, I don't see her
C-I-P Pop, I wish that you could see us
Million cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some **** in the street won't beat me
I got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me
I'm in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi
[Chorus]
I did some wrong, but I'm always right
Said I know how to shoot, and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Like a thief in the night
I pull up, give her D for the night
Tryna fuck in the V, it's a'ight (Let's fuck)
We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white (That's my seats, watch my motherfuckin' seats)
I'm livin' like Thriller, I only come out at the night time
She don't fuck with liquor, don't like bein' tipsy
She don't do the Henny, just white wine (What she do?)
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio
I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho (Zoom)
Park the Porsche, then pull up in a Lambo
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo (Yessir)
Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya
[Chorus]
I did some wrong, but I'm always right
Said I know how to shoot, and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night
Written by: Alex Petit, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Cédric Leutwyler, Christoffer Buchardt Marcussen, Daniel Moras Raab, Dominique' Jones, Jonathan Kirk