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Shining
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Shining wurde am 25. Januar 2019 von no records als Teil des Albums Recess veröffentlicht
AlbumRecess
Released25. Januar 2019
Labelno records
SpracheEnglish
BPM94
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
I've been searching for a big bag
Huh, never stop
Lay a little founday, then she gave me top
Hungry need a buffet, yea, I'm sweet like pop
What I'm trying convey
You can find me with my wrist shining, teeth shining, bitch shining
Boy, you looking dim
Fit shining, sun shining, whip shining
Really, really dim
[Verse 2]
Have-have-have-have you seen my boat? Yeah, drop top coach
Cleaner than some soap, you a used up roach
Baby, no money with the bag, it's a tote
She said she used her voice, but he mighta used her throat
Mama said I'm a good boy, you do dope
She wanna lick my ice cream, she don't wanna have a float
Pull up on my nerf and I'll leave you in the moat
Yea, thermal with the scope so I let it go
[Verse 3]
I've been searching for a big bag
Huh, never stop
Lay a little founday, then she gave me top
Hungry need a buffet, yea, I'm sweet like pop
What I'm trying convey
You can find me with my wrist shining, teeth shining, bitch shining
Boy, you looking dim
Fit shining, sun shining, whip shining
Really, really dim
[Verse 4]
Stop, my eyes fucking hurt
Out in China, need to cop a Goyard Visor
Who would have thought? I'm a womanizer
Nursing in my Glock, now an equalizer
All these blinding diamonds might just make me cyclopes
Finally, my name bb no money is a paradox
Snoozing on this La-Z-Boy while your album flops
Three thots on my cock, triceratops
[Verse 5]
I've been searching for a big bag
Huh, never stop
Lay a little founday, then she gave me top
Hungry need a buffet, yea, I'm sweet like pop
What I'm trying convey
You can find me with my wrist shining, teeth shining, bitch shining
Boy, you looking dim
Fit shining, sun shining, whip shining
Really really dim
Let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you
[Verse 6]
I'm a king of the block
Dodging all these cops
Have you seen my hops?
Making all these bops
Pop, lock it, drop it hot
Why she call me pop?
Why she call me hot?
Money, need a lot
Sun shining on my clock
[Verse 7]
Let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you
Uh, hello?
Let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you, let me tell you
Uh, hello?
Written by: Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell
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