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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Momberger
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
Rupert Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Momberger
Producer
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trajuan “Mixedbytra” Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gone in one minute
Pull up in a supercar, this joint limited edition
Tried to tell you ahead of time, I wish you would have listened
Never tryna hold the ball, I'm cool with the assist
I just hope lil' bruh don't miss
I can't lie, someone done pissed me off, I'm back up on that shit
Treat them **** block like Lenox Mall, we go in there and spin
I know **** mad I'm number one and they want me to fall
I got bad bitches, supermodels, I don't even call
All the youngins who be drillin' shit, you know that come with life
**** barely try to send you shit, you know they ain't gone write
What you talkin' 'bout in real life, I can't get caught up in the hype
She like, "Why you drive like that?", I can't get caught up at no light
Know my **** was dead wrong, I stand behind him like he right
Spent four hundred on a Richard Mill', I call that wastin' time
Tried to give you every sign, it got me wonderin', is you blind?
We together when you with me, when you leavin', you ain't mine, yeah
[Verse 2]
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way to the grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil' heart, so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game, yeah
[Verse 3]
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way to the grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil' heart, so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game, yeah
[Verse 4]
Used to be a time when I couldn't give a thing
Never wanna see you go out bad, I tried to give you game
You gon' throw my feelings in the trash and leave it in the rain
I'ma leave my feelings in the past, I won't come back again (Yeah)
Love it when she come and see me and she wear a sundress
I be goin' stupid in that shit, we havin' dumb sex
She be tryna do it better, turn it to a contest
I be smokin' rapper weed, I know she get a contact
Always switch my number, but somehow she stay in contact
Stand up for my hood, the whole Zone 4, you know I run that
Ain't nobody went up top on me and I ain't punch back
My dog gone on a life sentence, pay whatever for him to come back
I been stackin' M's like they souvenirs, yeah, yeah
I spend eighty grand on some new veneers, yeah, yeah
I been tearin' the town up in that new McLaren, yeah, yeah
I'ma show my ass for times that I ain't have it
[Verse 5]
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way to the grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil' heart, so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game, yeah
[Verse 6]
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way to the grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil' heart, so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game, yeah
Written by: Dominique' Jones, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Rupert Thomas Jr., Sean Momberger