Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Vocals
PnB Rock
Vocals
BloodPop®
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Rakim Allen
Songwriter
Michael Tucker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BloodPop®
Producer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Rose Adams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Corey Nutile
Engineer
Bart Schoudel
Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah (oh-oh)
Oh-oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah (oh-oh)
Ayy, like here we go, here we go, here we go now
Me and you catchin' fights when it go down
Late nights in Dubai, it's a coupe (skrrt)
Been fallin' fast, can't lie, it's the truth (nah)
Like here we go, here we go, here we go now (here we go)
I swear I feel like I've been here before now
Can you meet me coming from my house? (on my own)
And I'd rather chill with you than with my bros (all my bros)
So let's get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street behind
Your house (back street behind your house)
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down
He can never find out (he can never find out), yeah
So let's get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street
Behind your house (back street behind your house)
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise dow
He can never find out (he will never ever find out), yeah
Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (here we go)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (ayy)
Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
(Down, he can never find out)
Look, here we go, baby, here we go
Shawty, why you playin'? I could put your neck on froze
Drip you in designer, we all up in the stores
Gucci on your body, even on your drawers
I swear you got me 'bout to risk it all
Would you be there if I was to fall?
There's some things I gotta know (gotta know)
Girl, can I trust you for sure?
'Cause we can go, smoke dope in the Rolls
Two doors, skrrt-skrrt, takin' off
We can go, anywhere you wanna go
Twist and smoke as you play your role, play your role
Play your role, I might take you home in my gang
Show you that I ain't nothin' like these other lames
Shawty, you know you could be my new main
I could put you on some new things
So let's get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street behind
Your house (back street behind your house)
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down,
He can never find out (he can never find out), yeah
So let's get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street
Behind your house (back street behind your house)
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down
He can never find out (he will never ever find out), yeah
Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (here we go)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
(Down, he can never find out)
Writer(s): Rakim Hasheem Allen, Michael Tucker, Bashar Barakah Jackson
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