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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
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Offset
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zion Brown
Zion Brown
Composer
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Lyrics
Ernest Eugene Brown
Ernest Eugene Brown
Composer
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Producer
Zion Brown
Zion Brown
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Liz Robson
Liz Robson
Recording Engineer
JRich ENT.
JRich ENT.
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, gotta win back my junkies
I'm makin' music like I'm sellin' crack (Yeah)
I'm in the club with that fye and dancing around like I'm Ja Morant (Yeah)
This **** get out of line with his gang, he gon' fuck around and die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour-long flight overseas, I'm gon' sit back and try to get a nap
[Verse 1]
I'm on the way overseas doing shows for 400
While these **** that hate got no money
Yeah, by myself outta state with my glizzy
Yeah, know the first **** play, I'm gon' bun him
Yeah, I remember makin' plays for four onions
Yeah, I remember the days they wasn't with me
Like my uncle Ray say, "Mississippi"
'Fore I go, gotta take me one with me
[Verse 2]
Please don't tell me that you lackin'
You gon' fuck around, get ya ass caught out of bounds
Now clean 'em up, go get a napkin
If ya eatin', then go pay ya taxes (Yeah)
Came a long way from sharing beds with Big Brother, had to sleep on the floor, on a mattress
And if I can keep it up, I'm goin' platinum
Again, ****, believe that
[Chorus]
Gotta win back my junkies
I'm makin' music like I'm sellin' crack (Yeah)
I'm in the club with that fye and dancing around like I'm Ja Morant (Yeah)
This **** get out of line with his gang, he gon' fuck around and die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour-long flight overseas, I'm gon' sit back and try to get a nap
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'ma sit back on this bitch and try get some sleep
I'm trying to get a billion
You trying to get a freak
I ran into her, she tryna to get me
I didn't do it, couldn't find time to speak
Vibe to my music when I'm out of reach
Y'all **** students, guess I gotta teach
**** don't play with this shit, that's on me
I put my name on this shit, I'm on G
[Verse 4]
Ain't comin' off of that shit, if I'm somewhat involved, then them **** gon' pay for that fee
I just ran out of gas in my Rolls Royce, wasn't paying attention and didn't know the tank was on E
Gotta talk fast when you talking to a **** with some motion 'cause he always got places to be
And I'ma have the last laugh, if it ain't what you mothafuckas thinkin', then ok just stay focused, let's see
[Chorus]
Gotta win back my junkies
I'm makin' music like I'm sellin' crack (Yeah)
I'm in the club with that fye and dancing around like I'm Ja Morant (Yeah)
This **** get out of line with his gang, he gon' fuck around and die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour-long flight overseas, I'm gon' sit back and try to get a nap
[Verse 5]
Be sending packs to the north off the rip (Nah)
Dope boy shit, Air one's with the fit
Don't pop my shit, double R with the kit
She ain't never been with a star, no pics
Servin' 'em, splurging 'em, I'm watching my back
I'm observant, trunk full of birdies makin' me nervous
Louis V, this one Virgil, uh
This bitch bad, I curve her (Hey)
Hop in the Lamb, and I speed
I call it The Crawler, The Green Centipede
Get a bow, let it go in the street
Get some more, let it grow like a seed
Cock it or pop it, I made me a profit
The plug is a socket, the wrist is on aqua
Somebody get him, nobody can stop him
Guaranteed get back, somebody gon' pop him
[Chorus]
Gotta win back my junkies
I'm makin' music like I'm sellin' crack (Yeah)
I'm in the club with that fye and dancing around like I'm Ja Morant (Yeah)
This **** get out of line with his gang, he gon' fuck around and die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour-long flight overseas, I'm gon' sit back and try to get a nap, bitch
Written by: Charlie Heat, Ernest Brown, Jonathan Kirk, Kiari Cephus, Zion Brown
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