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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Wale
Wale
Leadgesang
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Tasteninstrumente
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Tasteninstrumente
Andrea Martin
Andrea Martin
Stimme und Gesang
ADOTHEGOD
ADOTHEGOD
Tasteninstrumente
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Leadgesang
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Songwriter:in
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter:in
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter:in
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter:in
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Songwriter:in
Alexander Lipinski
Alexander Lipinski
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Wale
Wale
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Produzent:in
Finis White
Finis White
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Marce Ayala
Marce Ayala
Ingenieurassistent:in
Sam Bohl
Sam Bohl
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
No Credit
No Credit
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
ADOTHEGOD
ADOTHEGOD
Produzent:in
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mischtechniker:in
Alexander Mathew Lipinski
Alexander Mathew Lipinski
Produzent:in
Kyle Ross
Kyle Ross
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

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Oh, huh tryin' to stay in my zone, huh Watching enemies close; they be doing the most So I go through the motions, yeah Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts (yeah) Five blunts in rotation, five blunts (2 Chainz!, 2 Chainz!) hol' it Good head is my motivation Gas her up like a service station Purple drank on you perpetratin' While you perpetrating, I'm renegotiatin' Ah, let me think about it, (let me think about it) Ah, it's like a bank around me When the soldiers with me it's like a tank around me And I don't like niggas saying "can't" around me, I define the odds Two glock nines is my bodyguards Ain't nothing slick to a can of oil Roll up, I'm high as fuck Some of you niggas ain't try enough Some of you niggas ain't buy enough You smoking good, put your lighters up Oh huh tryin' to stay in my zone huh Watching enemies close; they be doing the most So I go through the motions, yeah Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts (uh) Uh, a nigga like me don't smoke blunts So I keep those joints in rotation Bad bitches calling the radio, keep my joints in rotation Keep throwing money on her ass, she keep that joint in rotation First I'm in a car and then another car, I keep them joints in rotation And I'm hella faded, getting elevated She give me them good brains, I'm getting well educated Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna jump right in If you see my crib, you would think I was Malibu Ken Pour a shot or two of gin, go and invite a few friends We done tried a few things now you tryna move in You ain't gotta dude and so I got a few fans I'm a roll a few grams and follow through with the plan Hold up! Pour some gin in her cup, she taking shots Bend her down to the front, she taking shots Oh, huh tryin' to stay in my zone huh Watching enemies close; they be doing the most So I go through the motions, yeah Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts (hol' it) One more to get my lungs warm Two more to get me numb to it Let me tell you niggas, feel this He'll realize I gotta deodorize all the unsure Made millions with Shawn Corey Chief for life, shout out Reese and them Shout out Gleesh and Lil Meech, and peach Ciroc Can't see a nigga writing like an old sharpie Like a nigga out the globe, with a nigga throwed Like a cornerback in the flat, nigga in the zone Like an ornament on a tree, home in the tree How you gonna eat? Carnivores need beef, well I need beats Been doing this, been proving it Now these niggas give it up like they do at lent I just be like "yep!" Then I get a rest Haters trying to fuck with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess Oh (hahaha), tryna stay in my zone (heh) I ain't ready to go, and I thought I was on 'Til I seen Puffy Combs, whattup Puff? hol' that Five blunts, nigga fired up, nigga might slide off with y'all joint I got some later joints, and now joints I got emergency hoes, like firetrucks You a wannabe clone, you never authentic You never boss up, we never see y'all out You be frontin' too hard, you ain't viagra You just wanna be hard 'til you see all us, (ho) Oh huh, tryin' to stay in my zone huh Watching enemies close; they be doing the most So I go through the motions, yeah Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts (hol' up) Oh huh (five blunts in rotation, five blunts) Tryin' to stay in my zone (five blunts in rotation, five blunts) Watching enemies close (five blunts) They be doing the most (in rotation, five blunts) So I go through the motions, yeah (five blunts in rotation, five blunts)
Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Tauheed Epps, Anthony Kilhoffer, Jacques Webster, Alexander Matthew Lipinksi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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