Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
Vocals
Jack Harlow
Vocals
Nik Dean
Programming
Pooh Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Harlow
Songwriter
George Stone III
Songwriter
Darryl Clemons
Songwriter
Dejan Nikolić
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pooh Beatz
Producer
Nik Dean
Producer
Eric Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Mastering Engineer
Nickie Jon Pabón
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Pooh, you a fool for this one
I became what you fantasized about becomin'
Had to quit sendin' music out 'cause somebody fucked around, leaked somethin'
Every girl that I mess with knows what's up, but they keep comin'
Pretty sure, at this point, they don't wanna know the secrets I keep from 'em
Put your phone down and be somethin', twenty-five and you broke, ho
Talkin' 'bout me on the internet, but you dapped me up when we spoke (Fake)
I don't know if I'm genius, but I definitely had a few strokes (Uh)
Real raps, not jokes, dress like I'm at Oakes (Mmm, aye)
Seer suckin' my coat, daycare in her throat (Coat, yeah)
Hit songs in my notes, hit notes like, "Don't" (Ooh, don't)
I just got in my zone, had to let it be known (Zone, known)
Brought her out, she got flown, unspoken, we bone (Boom)
Fell in love with my tone, airplane on my phone
Floatin' off the Patrón, in the club and I'm stoned
Used to curve me in the tenth grade, now things changed, I'm grown
I ain't gettin' dethroned, hit the gas and I'm gone (Hit the gas and I'm gone, gone)
I'm the one that put the city on
Yeah, I'm the one that got the city known off of turkey bags and I'm in it for 'em (In it for 'em)
I'm the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be buildin' hoes, put butt shots and her titties on
Me though, I like natural, fifty bands in the satchel
Yeah, a million in just jewelry actually, and she saved my number under Daddy
Used to do field trips up to Gatti's, used to do road trips to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't at me, I take you to the show to meet Jackie (To the show to meet Jackie)
These girls'll do anythin' for some backstage passes (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, lights, camera, action (Yeah, lights, camera, action)
Don't stop, keep goin', its relaxin' (Stop, keep goin')
You ain't comin' on tour, how you actin'? (Comin' on tour)
She seen my Con', got to ask me (She seen my Con')
Yeah, this Aventador, not a 'Vette
I ain't went platinum, I go jet
But I'm still livin' life, no sweat
Came in the Rolls coupe, the Rolls truck next
Another quarter million on the list (Another quarter million on the)
Pick her up, she ignorin' texts
Pretty sure he know what's next (He know what's)
I told her, "More spit, baby, more lips" (More spit, baby, more)
You ain't know I leave 'cause I'm born sexy
If you didn't know, now you know (Didn't know, now you)
Move with a young hood ****, hope
One-fifty for a local show (Fifty for a show)
I'm the fox, they just took the smoke (I'm the fox, ****)
We all know who hate me the most (Y'all know who hate me the)
All the lame **** that's broke (All the lame **** that's)
From the black sheep to the G.O.A.T. (From the black sheep to the)
I was just microwavin' my dope (I was just microwavin' my dope)
Since the white Rollie' and the Wraith (White Rollie and the)
Like my food with a side of Coke (Food with a side of)
I ain't gotta say much, y'all know (Say much, y'all)
Yeah, I'm the one that got the city known off of turkey bags and I'm in it for 'em (In it for 'em)
I'm the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be buildin' hoes, put butt shots and her titties on
Me though, I like natural, fifty bands in the satchel
Yeah, a million in just jewelry actually, and she saved my number under "Daddy"
Used to do field trips with the Gatti's, used to do road trip to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't at me, I take you to the show to meet Jackie
These girls'll do anythin' for some backstage passes
Written by: Darryl Clemons, Dejan Nikolić, George Stone III, Jack Harlow, Nickie Jon Pabón, Nik Frascona