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Description
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Ellantre “Tre5” Williams
Mastering Engineer: Travis Louis
A& R: Ela Talu
Aand Radministrator: Marissa Wickliffe
Producer: Bugz Ronin
Producer: Leiso
Producer: Crystals
Composer Lyricist: Bobby Sandimanie
Composer Lyricist: Kenyatta Frazier
Composer Lyricist: Daniel Perez
Composer Lyricist: Arthur Werther
Composer Lyricist: Mehki Wilber
Lyrics and translation
Original
Open it up, yo. Open it up, yo. Open it up, oh yeah.
-Open it up. Open it up. Open it up. -Open it up!
-Open it. -Open it up.
-Open it, open it. -Open it up.
-Young Velt like, open it. -Open it up.
Open it, open it.
Open -it up. -Young Velt like, open it.
-Open it up. -Open it, open it.
-Open it up. -I open it up.
I said open it up. I could never let you fail ya.
And she smoking that gas, I can smell ya. Tell her open it up like a mosh pit. Gave my ratchet so she can go pop it.
The police, you know they can't stop it, yeah! Huh, I'm having options. We can go
Rolls or Maybach. He was talking down on the gang, I send shots where you lay at.
Real coins, not filler play. She want a movie, not C-Man. Say she want a Benz,
I'ma cop a GLE, not a G-Wagon. Dogs got my jeans saggy.
I was down bad, now I'm bragging. I made Arizona State screaming, "What door? " I just wanna see Ben Franks,
I don't wanna see handcuffs.
I just wanna see the mosh pit, tell my fans to open it up.
-Open it up. -Open it.
-Open it up. -Open it, open it.
-Open it up. -Young Velt like, open it.
-Open it up. Open it up. Open it up. -Drop your hands down.
Tell a bitch put your hands up. You get money, then stand up.
You get money, then stand -up. -Young Velt like.
Pulling up with the mob. Back that foreign truck.
-Young Velt like. -My swag on
K. I don't get no. . . We ain't gotta pop it. No more, all the swag, they copy.
Everything designer, talking about bands, talking about watches.
But you not the boss, he coming sassy, not the rapper. Not your average rapper.
This Young Velt type swagger. I'm a rockstar like Mick Jagger. I'm a rockstar like Fall Out Boy. Trill
Legion, Carter Rights, and the Force One zone.
These **** boring, I make fun songs. Young Velt all spent all that money, now his funds gone. I'm a rockstar,
RIP Ozzie. Tell her don't text me, tell her don't call me.
I just stepped on a drink like Owwee, got me water, got me IV.
I'm a doctor, OPI, with narcotics in my body. Seen these in them top floor docks, now she wanna top me.
Tell her open it up , yeah. Open it up , yeah. Open it up. Open it, open it.
Open it up. Open it, open it up. Open it up.
-Like, yeah. Open it, open it. -Open it up. Open it up.
Open it -up. -Young
Velt like.