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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SoFaygo
Vocals
DJ Khaled
Background Vocals
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Burt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
They didn't believe in us, God did (God did)
So we take off, while they took off, hugging their pillows (Slob all over it)
Another one
Faygo, Pharrell, Gunna (Gunna)
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run?)
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run game?)
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane (Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane, lil' bitch)
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane
They said he callin' my phone
Hang around me for a day, and I swear God, I might go put you on (Day, day)
Think 'bout my niggas every day and how they still out there bucking the law (Day)
Won't believe the shit that I saw (Gang)
I think I was meant to take off (Gang)
I think I was meant to take off, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah
Switch sides, you switched sides
You told lies, I believe, I'm not surprised (Woo)
Four-five, bro, keep the four-five (Baow)
I keep this flow tight and then they rose right (Right, right)
But all they wanna do is talk (Yeah), can't be mad at all (All)
Turn my savage on (On, let me take it)
Ayy, your girl work out to my songs (Yeah)
I still got tats of my dawgs (Yeah)
I shine when the lights is off (It's alright, it's alright)
We shine in the night, uh (It's alright, it's alright)
Shine in the night, uh (It's alright, it's alright)
Shine in the night, uh (It's alright, it's alright)
Shinin' in the night, yah
Tell, tell, tell 'em
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run? Tell 'em)
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run game? Yeah-yeah)
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
They said he callin' my phone
Hang around me for a day, and I swear God, I might go put you on (Day, day)
Think 'bout my niggas every day and how they still out there bucking the law (Bitch)
Won't believe the shit that I saw (The gang)
I think I was meant to take off (The gang)
I think I was meant to take off, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah
They like, "Who's in the Bentley Mulsanne?"
All blue interior with the wood grain (Grain)
Hundred make a nigga feel superior, yeah, but I never change
And I could never, ever hit a player knowing it's a dirty game
I thought they was with me, they didn't even believe in me
Niggas been talking down, dropping salt on my name, I'm with my people, give up on me
I just been stayin' in my lane chasin' money and I think need to be in a company
Uh, these millions'll bring a whole lot of thieves, I'm tryna plant me a money tree
Don't you quit when you lost, you stay down and go find you a better way
I love when we perform at The Garden, and no, I ain't talking 'bout Callaway
I flew her in for the first time on a Friday, I fucked that lil' bitch before Saturday
Niggas switch up and go this way and that-a-way, I went TV, Jimmy Fallon way
Tell, tell, tell 'em
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run? Tell 'em)
Why you tryna run game? (Why you tryna run game? Yeah-yeah)
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane
Tell 'em move out, stay in yo' lane (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
They said he callin' my phone
Hang around me for a day, and I swear God, I might go put you on (Day, day)
Think 'bout my niggas every day and how they still out there bucking the law (Bitch)
Won't believe the shit that I saw (The gang)
I think I was meant to take off (The gang)
I think I was meant to take off, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah
Writer(s): Christopher Morgan, Andre Burt
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