Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Polo G
Vocals
Teejay3k
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
Jacob Greenspan
Songwriter
Jaucquez Lowe
Songwriter
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Jared Scharff
Songwriter
Kevin Andre Price
Songwriter
Timothy Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Scharff
Producer
Samantha Kossoff
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitzgerald
Mixing Engineer
David "Dave O" Grear
Recording Engineer
Go Grizzly
Producer
Jae Green
Producer
John Wms-Kohlmeyer
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Go Grizz (woah-oh, woah-oh)
Tonight-night, oh, woah-oh
Green light, we gon' ride the night
Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas and we pack the clip
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Full throttle, I'm stuck in the fast lane
Livin' life with my foot on the pedal
Hop in the spaceship, and 200 the dash
I ain't scared to dance with the devil
Took off on the competition, I'm alone at the top
Thinkin', "Lately, who been on my level?"
Runnin' up commas and comin' in first place
That's the only thing been on my schedule
No, I can't lose, I came in breakin' the rules
And ran up a check with the rebels
Blood, sweat and tears in this shit, you was ever against us
Then that ain't some shit we can settle
Me and the gang turn up for no reason
I'm in my bag no matter the season
I told them boys I'm the best and I mean it
Ready, set, go, hit the streets and I'm speedin'
Green light, we gon' ride the night
Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas and we pack the clip
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride the night
Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas and we pack the clip
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Push the button, let me put it in track
Goin' "vroom" when I give it some gas
Goin' "shoo", out of pocket, I pass
Woo, pray to God we don't crash
Woo-woo, oh, my God, that's the best
Fake stop, hit the brake, do the dash
Big race, I got paper to snatch
Jump in rank, I'm actin' bad on they ass, yeah
Took out the motor, re-did the suspension
I stand in your shit like I stand kitchen
14 inch lip on the back how I'm thuggin'
Yellow my bumper, all black how I'm comin'
Michael Jackson my caliber, Bumblebee color
Hotel for wholesale, we DoubleTree double
My emblem, my center cap under me, custom
Baby, stop bluffin', you know you ain't golden
We gon' bleed the block tonight
Full speed, that's what I like
I don't need no keys, push start to ride
Do the dash and I spaz, I just pray I don't crash, oh
Green light, we gon' ride the night
Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas and we pack the clip
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Green light, we gon' ride the night
Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
Fishtailin' out the parking lot
No cops, we ain't gonna stop
Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
Hard tops, ain't no rags in here
Hit the gas and we pack the clip
Muscle cars sound mad as hell
Writer(s): Kevin Andre Price, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Ivory Curtis Iii Scott, Jacob Alan Greenspan, Timothy Demetrice Williams, Jared Blake Scharff, Kevin Jerome Gilyard, Jaucquez Marcus Lowe
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