Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
Ghetto Guitar
Ghetto Guitar
Sound Effects
Turbo
Turbo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chandler Durham
Chandler Durham
Songwriter
Matthew E. Charles
Matthew E. Charles
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Assistant Engineer
Turbo
Turbo
Engineer
Jeffery Williams (Sex)
Jeffery Williams (Sex)
Executive Producer
Wheezy
Wheezy
Executive Producer
Fabian Maraciullo
Fabian Maraciullo
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Playmakers Run that back, Turbo Did the dash and I blowed the brains (dash and I blowed the brain) Countin' cash on a private plane (countin' cash on a private plane, uh) Couple M's on the sound exchange (couple M's on the sound exchange) Richard Mille, no time to explain (Richard Mille, no time to explain) Ah, Richard Mille plain (plain) Maybach with the woodgrain (woodgrain) Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now Ain't no cap in my game (my game) Still'll hit your block, leave a man down Shootin' like I'm shootin' at the range (range) Quick, I can let it bang (bang) Rich nigga, I let her keep the change (change) Fake love, I don't care to really hang (fake love) You a dub and I know you feel ashamed (you a dub) Speed it up, know they want to take the lane (speed it up) Uh, take a school bus, board the plane (plane) Did it first, heard they tried to call it lame, huh? Now these niggas lookin' like the same (same) Rappers tryna steal my style, dawg Full outfit, I had to change (had to change) Tempt me, I'ma go AWOL (AWOL) People gon' think I'm insane (insane) I'ma skeet skeet on her face, awh Fell in love with her brain (skeet skeet) Pull the skrrt skrrt on a hater All you niggas saw was my chain (skrrt skrrt) Kiss my ring (my ring) Pretty bitch swallowed a bean (a bean) Then she gon' swallow my thing (my thing) Lot of ass in the Philipp Plein jeans (jeans) Gotta ask? Yeah, I still sip lean (sip lean) Swag, bitch, you know what I mean (mean) Lot of cash like a money machine (machine) Black Pradas, at the bottom all green Did the dash and I blowed the brains (dash and I blowed the brain) Countin' cash on a private plane (countin' cash on a private plane, uh) Couple M's on the sound exchange (couple M's on the sound exchange) Richard Mille, no time to explain (Richard Mille, no time to explain) Ah, Richard Mille plain (plain) Maybach with the woodgrain (woodgrain) Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now Ain't no cap in my game (my game) Still'll hit your block, leave a man down Shootin' like I'm shootin' at the range (range) Still a kid, I love Barneys (Barneys) Shoppin' spree, spent me a quarter (quarter) Wishing well, I got water (water) You a sped, I'm a little smarter (smarter) That's your bitch, then you gotta spoil her (spoil her) Tote bananas like it came with a spoiler (with a spoiler) See you on the camera, I'ma kill your daughter (kill your daughter) Niggas know we havin', still drippin' harder (still drippin' harder) Chrome Hearts crossin' my collar (collar) All the heels got red on the bottom (bottom) Don't compare, you are not in my column (nah) Don't fall, we ain't nowhere near autumn (near autumn) I'm a man, I'ma solve my problems, awh Told my family I got 'em (I got 'em) He was talkin' out his mouth, he ain't 'bout it at all Now they don't know who shot him (now they don't know who shot him) Love Atlanta (Atlanta) Too much mud in my Fanta (my Fanta) Gunna pulled up in a Phantom (pulled up) Seats same color banana (banana) C's all on the bandana (yeah) Please don't correct my grammar (please don't correct my grammar) Creed on all my candles (creed) Achieve, I have my standards Did the dash and I blowed the brains (dash and I blowed the brain) Countin' cash on a private plane (countin' cash on a private plane, uh) Couple M's on the sound exchange (couple M's on the sound exchange) Richard Mille, no time to explain (Richard Mille, no time to explain) Ah, Richard Mille plain (plain) Maybach with the woodgrain (woodgrain) Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain) Gunna Gunna got a lil' fame now Ain't no cap in my game (my game) Still'll hit your block, leave a man down Shootin' like I'm shootin' at the range (range)
Writer(s): Matthew E. Charles, Sergio Kitchens, Chandler Durham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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