Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankrol Hayden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Goldblatt
Composer
Asia Smith
Composer
Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson
Composer
Blaise Railey
Composer
Callan Wong
Composer
Hayden Inacio
Lyrics
Jaasu Mallory
Composer
Randall Hammers
Composer
Sean Ross
Composer
Tom Levesque
Composer
Jasper Harris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Goldblatt
Producer
Callan Wong
Producer
Jaasu Mallory
Producer
Jasper Harris
Producer
Sean Ross
Producer
Tom Levesque
Producer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Pedro Calloni
Mixing Engineer
Marco Giovanelli
Producer
Lyrics
Met a shawty down in Cabo and she a model
Got a villa by the beach, I feel like Pablo
Girl, your best friend choosy, you better follow
I'm just tryna fuck a redbone like Mulatto
Ayy, Nina, I can get you in the States without a Visa
You know I need ya
Put you in the AMG, not a Beamer
Let the chopper out, it singin' like Aaliyah
That Clase Azul hittin' out the bottle
I'm just tryna get behind it like I'm Five-O (Five-O)
Me and you, that's a crazy combo
Throwin' money in the air like we hit the lotto
Roll somethin' for your lungs, uh
Baby, we could do it 'til the sun up (ah)
Let your guard down, put your guns up (guns up)
'Cause we ain't gettin' any younger at all
Say what's on your mind, don't make me wonder (bitch)
Rollin' in the deep, goin' under
When I hit, I was thinkin' 'bout my ex
I even sent a text in the middle of the sex
You remind me of a girl I used to be playin'
I know your love is dangerous
Met a shawty down in Cabo and she a model
Got a villa by the beach, I feel like Pablo
Girl, your best friend choosy, you better follow
I'm just tryna fuck a redbone like Mulatto
Ayy, Nina, I can get you in the States without a Visa
You know I need ya
Put you in the AMG, not a Beamer
Let the chopper out, it singin' like Aaliyah
That Clase Azul hittin' out the bottle
I'm just tryna get behind it like I'm Five-O (Five-O)
Me and you, that's a crazy combo
Throwin' money in the air like we hit the lotto
Lamb' truck, I don't carry keys (brr)
Got a Rollie sittin' on my wrist just like a parakeet (coo)
I done threw in my Robins for Amiri jeans
Shit, I really made a mil' when I was seventeen, before I had a GED
Uh, 2 a.m., slidin' in that Tahoe through Cabo
Spanish bitch in my Monte Carlo, vamos
Diamonds changin' different colors like iguanas
Stick tucked in my poncho like Chapo
You remind me of a girl I used to be playin'
I know your love is dangerous
Met a shawty down in Cabo and she a model
Got a villa by the beach, I feel like Pablo
Girl, your best friend choosy, you better follow
I'm just tryna fuck a redbone like Mulatto
Ayy, Nina, I can get you in the States without a Visa
You know I need ya
Put you in the AMG, not a Beamer
Let the chopper out, it singin' like Aaliyah
That Clase Azul hittin' out the bottle
I'm just tryna get behind it like I'm Five-O (Five-O)
Me and you, that's a crazy combo
Throwin' money in the air like we hit the lotto
Writer(s): Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Jasper Lee Harris, Sean Ross, Hayden Inacio, Callan James Wong, Alex Goldblatt, Asia Smith, Blaise Railey, Tom Levesque, Jaasu Amir Mallory, Randall Avery Hammers
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