Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Composer
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Composer
Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
Composer
J. Pounds
J. Pounds
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardo Got Wings
Cardo Got Wings
Producer
Johnny Juliano
Johnny Juliano
Producer
Marcus Fritz
Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Johnathan Turner
Johnathan Turner
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ay, Carti, I need that Back to the Future Carti I need that full alien Carti I need that beep, beep, beep, beep Extra terrestrial Carti, you know Hmm, just like that, Carti, you know Hmm, just like that, Cart Ooh, back in high school, I was wearin' Polo (I was wearin' Polo) Had a white bitch like Julz, but she ain't a model (but she a what?) I'm snatchin' up all the hos, Mojo Jojo (Mojo Jojo) You play with that motherfuckin' five, we go loco (we go dummy) I can't believe my eyes, so I wear a Go-Pro (so I went Go-Pro) Uh, I'm on 285, fuck the po-po (fuck 'em, fuck 'em) I told you, lil' baby, I'm ready, I'm on go-go (I'm on go) Try to play with my top, I'll hit your soul (brrt, brrt, bee, bee, bee, let's get it) Sticks out the window, whoa (like whoa) My arm out the window, ho (you ho) Swaggin' like Winslow, whoa (you ho) Baby, your wins gettin' low (get low) She's a different breed (breed), made her my favorite ho (bitch) I got a house everywhere (huh, huh), but I ain't got a favorite home (five homes) Changin' my moods all day (all day), and still tryna find my zone (my zone) Still tryna find my home (my home), they still tryna steal my tone (my tone) Still tryna steal my bitches (bitch), they still tryna steal my clothes (say what?) I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (huh) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (huh) Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (huh) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (oh my God, he a) Stop callin' my phone like you know me (bitch, stop callin' me) Uh, ice on my neck, 230 (brrt) On my own pace, not a hurry (no rush, you ho) She a home team type vibe (hmm), tell the bitch come and hurry (hurry) Ride the dick like a Harley (Harley), rock star Makaveli (skrrt) Bad bitch, I make her jerk me (what?) Fuck it, I'm goin' three for three Stella the Coco iced tea Bitch, I'm rich as fuck, uh, that's why everybody bein' nice to me (hi, hi) You can get next (what?), you can get blessed, huh (brrt) Let me check somethin' (let's get it), let me shake somethin' (let's get it) You can get next (what?), you can get blessed, huh (brrt) Let me check somethin' (let's get it), let me shake somethin' I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (huh, huh, huh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (uh, ay, uh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (ay, uh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (ay) I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (huh, huh, huh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (uh, ay, uh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (ay, uh, ay) Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (ay)
Writer(s): John Julian, Ronald Latour, Unknown Composer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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