Top Songs By Culture Jam
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Culture Jam
Performer
daysof1993
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eesean Bolden
Composer
Sean Fischer
Composer
White Shadow
Composer
Artist Julius Dubose
Composer
Curtis James Jackson
Composer
Shaun Thomas
Composer
Michael McHenry
Composer
Larus Oern Arnarson
Composer
Kyle Edwards
Composer
Derrick Milano
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S. Dot
Producer
Eesean Bolden
Producer
daysof1993
Producer
lastnight
Producer
Narek Ambar
Mixing Engineer
Sean Fischer
Producer
White Shadow
Producer
Last Night
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
250 on the dot, so they probably miss me
How can you catch up to me? You in a 6 speed
Trust me, you ain't gotta worry about no taxi, look
Wide body hellcat with the red key
Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's ok, you be ok
[Verse 2]
She know it ain't no talking, no
She want 'em, I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothing
Even though I got money, she grinding
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all
Same shorty since Robin's
She ain't gotta call
Keys to the apartment, sanctioned
My bougie baddie, they don't even get a 'thank you'
That's why she shotgun when I'm going
[Verse 3]
250 on the dot, so they probably miss me
How can you catch up to me? You in a 6 speed
Trust me, you ain't gotta worry about no taxi, look
Wide body hellcat with the red key
Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's ok, you be ok
[Verse 4]
You know how I'm coming, it ain't tricking if you got it
You could use my budget and I promise I won't finish
Until you start coming
You could use my love then use my number
Then you can lose my number
She right might go on get married so you know
I fucked her rockin' fly shit only she get all that from me
She like her Ma with very Louis V on her luggage
Showin' off in public, yeah
I love it
[Verse 5]
250 on the dot, so they probably miss me
How can you catch up to me? You in a 6 speed
Trust me, you ain't gotta worry about no taxi, look
Wide body hellcat with the red key
Fuck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's ok, you be ok
[Verse 6]
She know it ain't no talking, no
She want 'em, I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothing
Even though I got money, she grinding
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all
Same shorty since Robin's
She ain't gotta call
Keys to the apartment, sanctioned
My bougie baddie, they don't even get a 'thank you'
That's why she shotgun when I'm going
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Chris Thomas Barnett, Curtis Jackson II, Curtis James Jackson, Daud Ramiz Carter, Derrick Milano, Eesean Bolden, Kyle Edwards, Larus Oern Arnarson, Michael McHenry, Nick Monson, Paul Blair, Sean Fischer, Shaun Thomas, White Shadow