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Future, Metro Boomin - GTA (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Southside
Southside
Producer
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
Victor Luevanos
Victor Luevanos
Assistant Engineer
Aaron Fugeri
Aaron Fugeri
Assistant Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
307, two-door coupe
GTA, I got shooters
Turtle shell top, bulletproof
[Chorus]
Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too
Balenciaga and them sticks included
Crash out, crash out, crash
Crash out, crash out, crash
[Verse 1]
Send a **** straight up to God
Hold it two hands, it's a carbon (Hold it two hands)
Either you trappin' or robbin' (Either you trappin')
Why waste your time if you 'flaugin'? (Why waste your time?)
Stackin' it, rackin' it, all the way up to Jupiter (Jupiter)
Flip it, flip it, flip it, cool
Servin' junkies, I was still in school
Zone 3, Zone 6 **** never play fair, they gon' slime you out
Once you join a gang, it ain't no way you can get out
They just jacked the car, they need 'em somethin' to spin out
Layin' inside the bushes tryna get my rent up
Came up on a bird, and ever since, I've been up
Re-up on the first and third, stashin' cash in shoe boxes
Go wash your hands, you got 'em dirty, you gon' need a new Glock
Drinkin' on syrup, work, splurge
Adderall, Perc', Xan', X
P90 Ruger, fully-loaded TEC
Ho confused, she just too obsessed
[Chorus]
Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too
Balenciaga and them sticks included
Crash out, crash out, crash
Crash out, crash out, crash
[Chorus]
Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too
Balenciaga and them sticks included
Crash out, crash out, crash
Crash out, crash out, crash
[Verse 2]
Hemi, Trackhawk, Scat Pack, dash
458 Ferrari, drivin' it fast
Trappin' is a hobby, you ain't gotta ask
Turned her to a Barbie, spoilin' her like a Brat
Punch sodas, woo, pour my Tus' for me, baby
Puttin' the motor in the truck, then I go crazy
Loaded up on new ice, yeah, load up on new car
Workin' it out of the 'partment, ****, trappin', servin' hard
Young **** campin' outside, sleepin' in your yard
Coppin' a bigger house, forty-car garage
See what hustlin' get you when you goin' against the odd?
No cappin', I'm taxin', wrappin' up a bale
What kind of ice? That's a chandelier
My earrings blindin' me when I look in the mirror
[Chorus]
Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it, too
Balenciaga and them sticks included
Crash out, crash out, crash
Crash out, crash out, crash
[Chorus]
Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it, too
Balenciaga and them sticks included
Crash out, crash out, crash
Crash out, crash out, crash
[Outro]
Send a **** straight up to God
Hold it two hands, it's a carbon
Either you trappin' or robbin'
Why waste your time if you 'flaugin'?
307, two-door coupe
GTA, I got shooters
Written by: Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn

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