Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Tobias Dekker
Songwriter
Anton Mendo
Songwriter
Jung Yean Cho
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Art Dealer
Producer
star boy
Producer
Outtatown
Producer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Marcus Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Where my Carti fans at?
One of the most loyal, most dedicated fanbases I've seen in a while
They wait patiently, patiently, patiently, patiently
I had to damn near sell my soul for this information
The Illuminati owns a part of me
What I also found out, Kanye West is executive producer
Along with Matthew Williams who work at Givenchy
So maybe that will make sense
Some of the pictures he been postin' recently
That's the reason why he said he got a gift for y'all
Nigga, he's Santa
Look, that's the gift, nigga
Okay? This year been horrible
And to be honest, from what I'm hearin'
Expect a blessing (yeah)
Ha (what? What? Ay)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? Slatt)
Ha (what? What? What? What? What? What? Yeah)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? What? What?)
Ever since I met you (what? What? What? What?)
(What? What? What? What?)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? Oh, yeah)
Ever since I met you (what? What? What? What? What?)
Ooh (what? What? What?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (for you)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Bitch, I'm not a stalker (oh, slatt)
But, baby, I always watch you (what? What? Ooh)
I only want the best for you (what? What?)
I cure your love like a doctor
Tell me what you want me to do (oh, yeah)
Tell me what you want me to do (slatt-slatt)
I can wear a business suit and speak proper (proper)
Or I can put a hundred niggas on and buy them choppers (choppers)
See, 'round my parts of town, that's how we get down (what?)
I'm from Fulton County, lil' bitch, that's no cap now (yeah)
I went to school with some robbers and some killers
And half of them niggas dead or in jail
But fuck it, they my niggas (yeah)
Basically, what I'm sayin' is, I can't change, but
But for you, I would do things and (ooh)
Maybe one day I'd get on my knees and give you a diamond ring, uh
All sorts of things, yeah (yeah)
All sorts of things, yeah (oh)
I'll sort some things out
(Ooh) you got me turned out
Ha (what? What? Ay)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? Slatt)
Ha (what? What? What? What? What? What? Ay)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? What? What?)
Ever since I met you (what? What? What? What?)
(What? What? What? What?)
Ooh (what? What? What? What? Oh, yeah)
Ever since I met you (what? What? What? What? What?)
Ooh (what? What? What?)
Girl, I been losin' control
Girl, I been losin' control (ay)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (for you)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (for you)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Girl, I been losin' control (what?)
Writer(s): Tobias Dekker, Jordan Terrell Carter, Anton Martin Mendo, Yung Yean Cho
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