Hudební video
Hudební video
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
J-E-T-S
Performer
Jimmy Edgar
Performer
Machinedrum
Performer
James Edgar
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmy Edgar
Songwriter
Michael David Quattlebaum Jr
Songwriter
Travis Stewart
Songwriter
James Edgar
Songwriter
Texty
[Verse 1]
Why you play so much?
Damn, y'all play too much
Damn, you play too much
Y'all play too much
[Verse 2]
Spit it, hit 'em, miss me with the dumb shit
These motherfuckers really got some fuckin' gumption
Comin' into function, frontin' like they run shit
Spyin' on a bitch, yo, I think he fuckin' Russian
Do we need to rush him? Dumb concuss him
You was actin' petty with the feddy
You was takin' cuts in the cut
**** with they nuts in a bunch
**** put a punch in your brunch
Walkin' with the limp and a crutch
You play, play pop all day, big cheese
Punk ass, they see you down on your kneesies
Get down with doggies, bet you got fleasies
Odd bitches lurkin', they not my species
Pill pop, you perkin', numbskull, you rascal
For the finger bang-bang, lost all your passwords
Last place you face it, bum boy, a straggler
Blanco like Mykki, roll, camera, action
[Verse 3]
I feel like I've been waiting for this moment my entire life
I've, I've, I've dreamed my entire life
I've dreamed my entire life
I've been waiting for this moment my entire life
A true life, a real life
[Verse 4]
You call it hustlin', I call it love (I call it love)
You call it strugglin', I call it love
You call it hustlin-hustlin', I call it love (I call it love)
You call it strugglin', I call it love
You call it hustlin', I call it love (I call it love)
You call it strugglin', I call it love
[Verse 5]
You call it hustlin', I call it love
You call it strugglin', I call it love (I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love)
Written by: James Michael Edgar, Jimmy Edgar, Michael David Quattlebaum Jr, Travis Stewart
