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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Future
Stimme und Gesang
Travis Scott
Stimme und Gesang
Playboi Carti
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter:in
Leland Wayne
Songwriter:in
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter:in
Jordan Carter
Songwriter:in
Dwayne Richardson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Metro Boomin
Produzent:in
D. Rich
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Eric Manco
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Ethan Stevens
Mischtechniker:in
Marcus Fitz
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Victor Luevanos
Ingenieurassistent:in
Aaron Fugeri
Ingenieurassistent:in
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
MIKE DEAN
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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Pluto
[Chorus]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a **** whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Actavis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallions by the group type shit
[Verse 1]
That's some thick shit, I just thought you knew type shit
I just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type of shit
Pockets racked up, all blue type shit
Bunch of rich ****, hoes get confused type shit
Atlanta ****, I live like Ted Turner type shit
On camera, knockin' jaws loose type shit
I canceled her, kick her out the stu' type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid ****, countin' dog food type shit
Movin' through the city with your boo type shit
She's ready to suck it up like soup type shit
You goin' against the guys, and you gon' lose type shit
Pray to God they knock you out your shoes type shit (Type shit)
[Verse 2]
Pop it, pop it, right up out the blue type shit
Put the Double O in a mood
Serotonin, that's a cool type mix
Oxycontin, mix it with balloons (Going up)
East Atlanta feelin' like a zoo type mix (Open up)
Shawty, shawty strippin', takin' shrooms
Eatin' all the Percs, on some food type shit (Open up)
Shawty make it work, 9-to-5 type shit (Going up, open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit (Open up, going up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit (Going up, add it up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type— (Open up, add it up)
Floodin' out the spot, it's like a pool type mix (Going up, add it up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type shit (Going up, open up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type—
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit
Feelin' so high, I'm on the moon type shit
[Bridge]
Kick the slow flow, jitsu type shit
Red all in my dreadlocks, I'm on bool type shit
Cook a **** up like food type shit
Posted up with my dogs, Scooby Doo type shit
[Verse 3]
She grippin' all on my balls, I gotta move type shit
Diamonds, they cover my flaws, I'm actin' brand new type shit
Hundred round drum, make it bust, soundin' like a nuke type shit
All of my jeans is saggin', I think I'm over tight shit
Put the ho down with the gang, now she think she my manager type shit
Shawty thought she was the one, I will forever have a boss bitch
The Presi' sit on me plain, I'm on some naked type shit
Eighty-one thou' for the teeth, I still ain't smiling for this bitch
This ho think she better than me? She on that IG model shit
Shawty said I'm a superhero, so how the fuck I'ma hide from shit?
Bitch give me dome in the back, she on her bobblehead type shit
All I want is ass and titties, I ain't got no type, shit
Sippin' on drank, Pluto, hey, we sippin' my drank, Metro
Sittin' right here with my yayo type shit
Might put some diamonds in my gloves, whoa, on my Mike shit
What the fuck y'all talking about bodies for? Y'all just type shit
[Chorus]
Pluto
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a **** whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Actavis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
Got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallions by the group type shit
Type shit
[Outro]
Tags all over my shirt, uh, rockstar type shit
Open up, open up
Molly all in my dreads, uh, Rasta type shit
Open up, open up
'Bout to take a ho to Turks, she a monster type shit
She don't speak no English, money talk type shit
She fuck me, ran her mouth 'cause I'm a boss type shit
Written by: Dwayne Richardson, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Jordan Carter, Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn