Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weeknd
Vocals
Doechii
Vocals
Playboi Carti
Vocals
MIKE DEAN
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Songwriter
Jordan Terrell Carter
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Tariq 'BL$$D' Sharrieff
Songwriter
Jarrod "Twisco" Morgan
Songwriter
Mark Williams
Songwriter
Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Songwriter
Devon Chisolm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Ojivolta
Producer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
TWISCO
Producer
Sage Skolfield
Engineer
Mike Larson
Engineer
Tommy Rush
Engineer
Jayda Love
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I been legit since I came out the swamp
Miss TPA and the Birkin's a croc
Strip a pussy **** down to his socks
Pullin' up, rock star, kick it non-stop
I'm one of one, these bitches is not
Crème de la crème, I'm the cream of the crop
I'm from the city, spell gitt wit' a g
The fuck do you mean? The fuck do you—, uh
The fuck do you mean? I just want the peen, I been to the hills, I lived overseas
My brand grossing numbers you'll never believe, it's a billi' on the streams
Hop in the booth, I advance on the beat
Bitch, it's a rap like lettuce and cheese
Why would I fuck a **** that's fanned over me?
I do what you **** do with my hands on my knees
This shit too easy
I'm in the club wit' a G-SHOCK
Fendi Baguette and it's peacock
I think I'm out cha league, boss
Top dawg cashin' out Doechii stock (Clock that)
Pull up to the pgLang on the dot
Now I got a timeshare wrist watch
I been that girl since hopscotch, I'm too legit
[Chorus]
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist
XO tatted all over her body, oh
She just wanna roll, and I don't mind it, yeah
[PostChorus]
Ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit
Shorty keep wanna come 'round, she wanna get hit
She think she the main because I keep her by my side
Double-O, bust down the watch, she know that I'm timeless
[Verse 2]
I put my son in some Rick
I pull that gun off the hip
Pockets hold .22 clips
I break her heart Comme des Garçons
Put on a shirt, get put on a blimp
Bitch like a stain, get ready to lick
I had to tell her that ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit
She singing my songs, she wanna die lit
Tryna get hit, house like a bank, deposit this bit
'Posit that check, smile on my face, ain't playing shit
Come and get checked, ice on my neck, double-O wrist
She in the scat, helluva cat, fresh out the trench, four-hundred packs
Uh, yeah, I'm spinning in Paris
Dress for these hoes, they finna flock
Just poured a 4 in a soda, it pop
Them drugs finna hit, I'm feelin' ill, I'm wrestling all of my demons, I—
Feel like the Rock
[Chorus]
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist
XO tatted all over her body, oh
She just wanna roll, and I don't mind it, yeah
[PostChorus]
Ever since I was a jit, I been legit, oh now
You should let her go, she wanna be it, oh now
Double-O tatted on her body, oh
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless
[Outro]
Timeless, timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Timeless, timeless, timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Blessed, Devon Chisolm (Lawson), Evan Kobe Hood, Jarrod "Twisco" Morgan, Jordan Terrell Carter, Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood, MIKE DEAN, Mark Williams (Oji), Pharrell Williams, Raul Cubina, Tariq 'BL$$D' Sharrieff, Tariq Anwar-bassett Sharrieff