Lyrics : Jeffery Williams/Rashawn Bennett/Bryan Lamar Simmons
Music : Jeffery Williams/Rashawn Bennett/Bryan Lamar Simmons
Producer : TM88
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Crash dummy, goin' retarded, spendin' cash on it)
Woah
What you is? Big dog, what's goin' on? Sunny day
And what you got? I'm havin' motion, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louis Vuitton is what you rockin', Ed Hardy
What else? By Ken Carson, okay, cool, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
She bossed up, she don't **** with hoes that's petty (Oh)
I told her shoppin' spree tomorrow, my baby ready (Oh, oh)
Can't live without her, I'm sick, need a meddy (Oh)
When you up it to it, let's go party, yeah, yeah (Oh)
We gon' go up, we gon' go gnarly (Woo)
Get fresh for school and show up tardy (Yeah)
My wrist game stupid, it's retarded (Oh)
We just roll that shit weed like Bob Marley
I fell in love, I was just tryna do it big (Tryna do it big)
I don't know real love, my brother, tell me what it is
They should've nicknamed me huge, I do it big
Said, clear my roster (Now clear my roster), gotta clear my roster
Go big or home, yeah, yeah
Won't let 'em stop me (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Can't stop this shit, nigga)
All my homies bosses, yeah, yeah (Forever, we bossed up, yeah)
We done takin' losses, yeah, yeah
What you is? Big dog, what's goin' on? Sunny day
And what you got? I'm havin' motion, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louis Vuitton is what you rockin', Ed Hardy
What else? By Ken Carson, okay, cool, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
What you get, Spider? Get money, one more time, get money, ayy
And city love me, love you back, yeah (Oh)
What's up, Jesus? No weapon
Made of steel, it's gon' haunt me
RIP to you, rest in peace to them, rest in peace to you, dead homies (Yurr, woah, woah)
Ayy, what that is? ERD, fifty-five hunnid for it
Took my bitch shoppin', bought her everything plus the store
Every time we re-up, I gotta tell 'em we need a thousand more
Every time you see us, see like a hunnid foreigns and we ain't foreign
Look, poppin' shit when I pop out this wrist, might go Ed Hardy
Why every time you see me, you want somethin'? You might've not ran out it
And every time I see her, she eatin' **** like it's a lambchop
And every time you front me back lil' shit, I better not ran off, yeah
When I'm in the strip club, they call me Santa
Ayy, this shit for Atlanta, the clip here a banana
This bitch ain't got no standards, we love to come through and just scram somethin'
And all my niggas bosses, but we don't pose for no cameras
What you is? Big dog, what's goin' on? Sunny day (Oh, oh)
And what you got? I'm havin' motion, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
Louis Vuitton is what you rockin', Ed Hardy (Oh)
What else? By Ken Carson, okay, cool, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
What you get, Spider? Get money, one more time, get money, ayy
And city love me, love you back, yeah (Oh)
What's up, Jesus? No weapon
Made of steel, it's gon' haunt me
RIP to you, rest in peace to them, rest in peace to you, dead homies (Woah, woah)
What you is? Big dog, what's goin' on? Sunny day
And what you got? I'm havin' motion, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louis Vuitton is what you rockin', Ed Hardy
What else? By Ken Carson, okay, cool, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
What you get, Spider? Get money, one more time, get money, ayy
And city love me, love you back, yeah (Oh)
What's up, Jesus? No weapon
Made of steel, it's gon' haunt me
RIP to you, rest in peace to them, rest in peace to you, dead homies (Woah, woah)
Mastering Engineer : Joe LaPorta
Artist Production Coordinator : Cedric Jones “Don Veedoe”/Geoffrey Ogunlesi
Vocals : Young Thug
录音助理 : Keyshawn Johnson/Garfield Larmond
Mixing Assistant : Bernard "Bezo" Chavez II
Recording Engineer : A.'Bainz' Bains/Keith Dawson
Mixing Engineer : A.'Bainz' Bains
Vocal Arrangement : YFN Lucci