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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GOON DES GARCONS*
GOON DES GARCONS*
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Burris
Brandon Burris
Composer
Jonathan Jean-Luc Pashayan
Jonathan Jean-Luc Pashayan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Italian Leather
Italian Leather
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Creep slow
Pushing through the city, seeing ghost
I keep some bad bitches when I feel alone
My lil' parasite, she treat me like a host
I treat the highs then the lows
In this game, baby, anything goes
Everyday I'm on the block with the hoes
It's hard to see me through the smoke
[Verse 1]
Disco ballin' (Ballin')
This shit feel like boogie nights
Ya hoes callin' (Callin')
Say she wanna see the ice
[Chorus]
Livin' in excess
Fucking my exes, okay
Spending my next check
Before the check hit, okay
I don't do sexting
Young and I'm reckless, okay
How can I grow up?
I don't regret shit, okay
[Verse 2]
Okay, this top shit, know it's free the G
Know how we pop shit, charters overseas
I came from not shit, now we on a spree
All we do is cop shit, fuck bitches and get flee
[Verse 3]
**** tryna test it, must not know my A's and B's
I mean, we just setting records for the **** with a dream
Always keep some bitches, you would think I was a P
Ask me how I got it, it's all in the self-esteem
Written by: Brandon Burris, Jonathan Jean-Luc Pashayan
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