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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Vocals
Bongo ByTheWay
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
Uforo Ebong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bongo ByTheWay
Producer
Johnny Coddaire
Mixing Engineer
Seth Foster
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Don't let me start it up
Shout out to Tony, look, don't let me
Look, don't let me start it up
[Verse 1]
Don't let me start it up
Shout out to Tony, he came home, you gotta pardon us
Just bought a Benz, don't got no friends, I got a lot of joints
I let 'em in and now this shit feel like a party bus
Don't triple text a triple dot, that service spotty, huh
Uh, made 'em look
I been out the way because I hate the way betrayal look
Huh? Y'all gotta let me cook
Players lying 'bout they game, man, I feel like Taylor Rooks
Okay, okay, I don't wanna feed you 'cause you only wanna show the plate
Chilean sea bass up at Nobu, y'all don't know the stakes
Girl, you know you know I'm fine, but you know my mind racing
Yeah, I got a chauffeur, but my drive like a motorcade
(Wait, wait) Y'all don't know the pain
Overdrink 'cause overthinking make me wanna go insane
(Wait) They gon' feel a way
Avoiding personality, I'm gone but I got more to say
Nah, wait, y'all gotta let me cook
It's a lot of bishops who ain't got the juice 'cause they some rooks
Shawty, let me cook
If everybody stepping, who DSing? Who be havin' scuffs?
Okay, I play, everything a joke until I really really wanna play
I be playing poker, **** jokers, call a spade a spade
I just know I know these ****, y'all don't get to know these ****
Yeah, I love the money, but I never give my soul away
Y'all gotta let me—, fuck it
I'm in this bitch like Gordon Ramsay, was dating a glutton
I ain't shaking hands with bamas that damage the love
I pay for way too many scammers that know where the luggage
Mmm, nah, made 'em look
I just hit a parlay, legs strong as Justin Tucker
Nah, nah, my haters late to lunch
I be in they mouth before they warm they turkey bacon up
It ain't the way, 'round the way
Ain't to many gamers but it's GTA
Every day, it's COD and DOC
It's safe to say kids ain't got a place to play
Big Tony just came home
Lil' homies wanna take his place, who got a plate?
Wait, nah, y'all gon' let him cook
Mother off that fent and his father the one who got her hooked
Nah, nah, y'all gotta take a look
'Cause everybody anything when everything just ain't enough
Boy
Okay, okay
Written by: Olubowale Akintimehin, Uforo Ebong