Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Miami
Rap
Don D the Producer
Programming
King Wizard
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caresha Brownlee
Composer
Marvin Beauville
Composer
Shawn Pierre
Composer
Jonathon Holder
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don D the Producer
Producer
King Wizard
Producer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Miguel "wav surgeon" Correa
Recording Engineer
Salvador Majail
Additional Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm on a runway
I don't see a Tory in my lane, I'm with the savages
Drive the boat (Ah), sit on Megan face, ride it like a stallion
Everything we do is on the low, fuck social media
I wanna take a flight with Durk, fuck him in India (Durkio)
Tryna go baby on Baby
If I could fuck 'em both, that'll be crazy (Haha)
Future need to come and find this pussy like he Dora (Pluto)
Real hood bitch, I ain't nothin' like Lori
How you want it? We could rich or we could do some drunk sex
Have Meek spittin' in this cat like he on Funk Flex
Moneybagg, I'm in the 'yo, I got a hit song
I need a verse, come through, just leave your bitch home (Haha)
Pussy hot and ready, bring it to you like it's DoorDash
I can't even picture myself fuckin' on lil' Kodak
Many men wanna suck this clit, but I want 50 Cent (Bitch)
I'd probably let Gotti hit 'cause he got them bricks
Have Rod Wave singin' in this pussy like a funeral (Uh)
Put a ring on it, Tom Brady at the Super Bowl
I'm real pretty and saddity
Took a jet to a private island on a date with Diddy
I like bad boys, no ho shit
Diddy, let me put it in your face like them roaches (Take that)
And put your rich ass to sleep, buenas noches (Goodnight, ****)
[Verse 2]
Night, night
Written by: Caresha Brownlee, Jonathon Holder, Marvin Beauville, Shawn Pierre