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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Masego
Masego
Vocals
Big Boi
Big Boi
Vocals
JID
JID
Vocals
Iman Omari
Iman Omari
Background Vocals
Jack Dine
Jack Dine
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Iman Omari
Iman Omari
Composer
Jack Dine
Jack Dine
Composer
Antwan André Patton
Antwan André Patton
Composer
Destin Route
Destin Route
Composer
Micah Davis
Micah Davis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iman Omari
Iman Omari
Producer
Jack Dine
Jack Dine
Mixing Engineer
Josh Pleeter
Josh Pleeter
Mastering Engineer
Trevor Fedele
Trevor Fedele
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know the vibes
You know my tribe
Instruments
You know it's live
When I turn up, I don't enter the place without 'em
When I show up, the place gets real colossal
It's Like Ladi Dadi, I like to party
Like to kick back
With a shorty
But this the night of the battle of the bands
Slash krump battle
Slash twerk dance
Slash rap battle
Slash call all my dogs
You better get on this song
'Cause it look like stomp like the yard in the garden
Battle of the bands, we startin'
Here all night, they won't leave
We all vibe and we sing like
[Verse 2]
Look, uh
Almond soft skin, her ass fat
Awkward walk wobbling, wopty wop
Draggin' a Wagon, I park, sparked up the doobie in my pocket
How my dogs walking theyself, barking and catching coffins
Party, party, pour me a shot
If I shoot the sheriff, would you call me in the morning?
Raise the fruit of my loins
You love me, lady? You lying
This little light of mine, I let it shine, but like a dynamite
I been high as heaven, drunk as hell, but don't fly right
Seeing tie-dye colors and side eye cover
With shades from the sideline
Say goodbye
In my shaky life, I try to stabilize
Crazy times, I gotta pray to God, but he don't say nothing
[Verse 3]
I think it look like stomp like the yard in the garden
Battle of the bands, we startin'
Up here all night, they won't leave
We all vibe and we sing like
[Verse 4]
Pass the Casamigo Reposado
Taking shots in the garden
It's starting to get hotter without heating lamp
See, now we be amped up
When it's time to plant our seeds off in the bushes
Got 'em gushin' like a hydroponic system
And I would love to listen to you breathe in my ear
As we make sweet love under the trees
My dear-ly beloved
Clearly nobody can come between this man and his woman
Fit just like a hand inside a glove
When I'm stuffin' all this lovin' in your oven
Hot tub Tony, I'm sucka free and still bubblin'
They left it up to me, so I keep this motherfucker bumpin'
A lil' sump'n, sump'n
[Verse 5]
'Cause it look like stomp like the yard in the garden
Battle of the bands, we startin'
Here all night, they won't leave
We all vibe and we sing like
Written by: Antwan André Patton, Destin Route, Iman Omari, Jack Dine, Micah Davis
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