Crédits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Larry June
Larry June
Künstler:in
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alan Maman
Alan Maman
Songwriter:in
Larry Eugene Hendricks
Larry Eugene Hendricks
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Larry June
Larry June
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Produzent:in
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Todd Cooper
Todd Cooper
Mischtechniker:in

Paroles

Man, sippin' this sparkling water and shit Aye, what's happenin'? Numbers (aye, aye, aye, aye) Quick drive to bust a move She play the passenger (play the passenger) Check my mail grab lunch, somethin' casual (numbers) Did the stainless Daytona with the three clocks Low key, all them people seen was a white drop Four G's for the sweatsuit, I might hit the Opera Private diner, 1k a day for the private driver So pristine, you will not see a flaw in my diamonds Birds chirpin', did the green juice She did the iced coffee (good job) Quick play, sent a twenty-piece down to Milwaukee Couple days in Napa just a rеason to go take the 'Rarri Real P, shе put it in my hand before the engine started Bottega wallet, real life, we not just rhyming, chances took Been through so much shit, I could write a book Still get a rush countin' up, it's never enough (man) (Heated driveways and shit, ugh) (Something slight), aye, aye, aye, aye We been puttin' work in so long Had to sacrifice a whole lot but now it's way better days Can't give up now yeah you gotta hold on Girl you coulda been my only one but you just have to chance I been on a mission Strictly bag-getting, shit been hittin' different Shootin' never missin', got it out the kitchen Niggas know I lived it I'm cut from that cloth, nigga All I know is get it, aye, aye, aye Escargot, I'm in Paris talkin' big numbers Sports band on the Chrono Patek, nigga Spend somethin', stressin' out Tryin' to save the world, but it's gettin' tough Told niggas 2019 a million ain't enough (a million ain't enough) You can come down now love, I'm pullin' up (I'm pullin' up) Sweatpants, pinky ring with the emerald cut (emerald cut) I hit the steam room, then I read a book (read a book) Take a couple calls, then I'm back to juggin' (juggin') I move how I move I know it can get wicked (it can get wicked) Quit trippin' off them Nigga get yo' chicken (Nigga see I'm comin' back, know what I'm talkin' about) Hoppin' out Coupe Deville, feelin' like Goldie for real, aye (And that's just somethin' slight baby) I told niggas 2019 a million ain't enough, aye, aye, aye We been puttin' work in so long Had to sacrifice a whole lot but now it's way better days Can't give up now yeah you gotta hold on Girl you coulda been my only one but you just have to chance I been on a mission Strictly bag-getting shit been hittin' different Shootin' never missin', got it out the kitchen Niggas know I lived it I'm cut from that cloth, nigga All I know is get it Aye, aye, aye, aye Spaceships on the Blade and shit I'm cut from that cloth nigga All I know is get it, aye TFF, now Aye, aye, aye, aye
Writer(s): Jacob Brian Dutton, Larry Eugene Hendricks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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