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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAV
Vocals
Playboi Carti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Playboi Carti
Songwriter
TWISCO
Songwriter
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Mark Williams
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NAV
Producer
Ojivolta
Producer
TWISCO
Additional Producer
Rodrigo Barahona
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Victor Luevanos
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
AMIR ESMAILIAN
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ojivolta in this motherfucker, no bap
Uh, I took my ex back to Atlanta
Back to my sticks, back to my house
Back to my bitch, back to my shot
Rollin' around here, I'm on two mollys
Rollin' on molly, rollin' on ecstasy, uh <span ttm:role="x-bg">(Rollin', rollin')</span>
Bitches see me up there, I told her back
I taught you Batman on the regulars <span ttm:role="x-bg">(Hold up, hold up)</span>
I pushed that, but I had my opp on Good Morning America
[Chorus]
Jump in the plan
Ho be standin', I hope I don't embarrass 'em <span ttm:role="x-bg">(Hold up, hold up)</span>
**** be switchin' sides, they like lesbians (Hold up)
How many Kate Holmes fans here tonight?
Whole lotta bitches fuck on another, I gotta turn and rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Whole lotta ho, wanna fuck her 'cause I'm fuckin' tired, rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Push the brake, push it down, hold up, lemme rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Watch me rock out, hmm, hmm <span ttm:role="x-bg">(Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out)</span>
[Verse 2]
I'm on way too much molly, might fuck up the party
I still left with three hoes and stuffed them in the 'Rari
Made like ten million off Vlone, shoutout Jabarri
I could fuck around, go deep voice just like I'm Carti
Tried to fight pourin' up syrup, I had to pick my battles
Tryin' to break the money machine, the only thing that matter
I ain't trickin' on no thot, she fucked the whole gang
Double O and XO, we got the same chain
I can't see none of the hate, my money's stacked too tall
Made some mistakes but none of my diamonds got flaws
Since I tied my ties, I feel like I'm above the law
I'm a rockstar, no bam, I drink on my guitar
Bitch, I really do it
Gotta keep my, find my whole life, I've been walking through it
Sent a bitch through immigration, I need some foreign
Wake up to the moon, I go to sleep, the sun's showing
[Verse 3]
Bitch, I really do it
Ho, I really do it
In my cup, that's Codeine dairy fluid
I've been goin' crazy
Bitch, I really do it
In my cup, double cup, uh, dairy fluid, uh
Me and my shorty, her leggy, uh
How many bitch and I'm blazin'
Help this chick, got me talkin' too lazy
I'm finna flip, I'm crazy, huh
I'm finna flip these checks, huh
How many bitch go crazy? Huh
Just got twenty-nine bags, huh
Just got twenty-nine bags, huh
[Chorus]
Jump in the plan, ho be standin', I hope I don't embarrass 'em <span ttm:role="x-bg">(Hold up, hold up)</span>
**** be switchin' side, hold up, they like lesbians (Hold up)
How many Kate Holmes fan here tonight?
Whole lotta bitches fuck on another, I gotta turn and rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Whole lotta ho, wanna fuck her 'cause I'm fuckin' tired, rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Push the brake, push it down, hold up, lemme rock out
[Outro]
Whole lotta ho, wanna fuck her 'cause I'm fuckin' tired, rock out
Whole lotta bitches fuck on another, I gotta turn and rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out, rock out
Whole lotta bitches fuck on another, I gotta turn and rock out
Whole lotta ho, wanna fuck her 'cause I'm fuckin' tired, rock out
Whole lotta bitches fuck on another, I gotta turn and rock out
Whole lotta ho, wanna fuck her 'cause I'm fuckin' tired, rock out
Push the brake, push it down, hold up, lemme rock out
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Mark Williams, Navraj Singh Goraya, Playboi Carti, Raul Cubina, TWISCO