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Underworld
9.487
Hip-Hop/Rap
Underworld wurde am 28. Februar 2020 von TheHipHopLab Records als Teil des Albums New Year Same Scams veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum28. Februar 2020
LabelTheHipHopLab Records
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM109

Credits

Songtexte

(Helluva beat, baby)
(Smoke on the beat)
Ayy, huh, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Bitch got super head, she my Wonder Girl (Ah)
Hit him up top, send him down to the underworld
I just pulled three phones off my uncle Earl
He ain't thinking with his brain, Glock make his onion twirl (Dummy)
Gunslinging on the West, I ain't Erron Black
Opps ain't expect us to hit 'em with a air attack (Boom)
Pray to God that my **** make it there and back
Feel like Mister Apple, I just turned in a pair of jacks
**** only shoot paper balls in the trash (No cap)
Only thing I got is SB, they ain't play clash (Uh-huh)
Real drip stepper, heard my first word was "Splash" (Pfft, splash)
You not getting a penny, a purse, or a lash (No)
This a different ball game, stay in your lane, sport (Huh?)
Scams took my life, cameras snatched me off the court (It did)
I know we up, ****, I don't gotta check the score (Huh?)
Hammer in the whip, yes, I pulled up with Thor (Fuck, ooh-ooh)
I'm finna tell Hutch diamond me up (Yeah)
Sub-Zero, I'm too cold when I'm sliding a punch
Scat flowing, she get wet when I'm flying it up (Skrrt-skrrt)
Give a opp a hundred holes, Shia LaBeouf (Brr-brr, brrah)
Before we hit Saks, go to Morton's first (Woo)
Keep the questions, lil' bitch, you ain't Doris Burke (Ahaha)
Ghost chili talk, dawg can't afford a verse
Punch God, granny pray that the Lord'll work (Pu-pu-punch)
Feeling like a punchophile, how I play with BINs (Punch-punch)
If the stick hit, it's game over, he can't play again (Grraow)
Far from human, I feel like Invader Zim
Spaceship tripping, windows Darth Vader tint (Skrrt)
Gang got more chopsticks than a noodle shop (Grraow)
Jumped in the deep end and ran into DoodleBob
Up laser gun on an opp and I blew his mind (Bow)
If the road's bad, we gon' slide in a Rubicon (Skrrt-skrrt)
I hate a ol' monkey see, monkey do (I do)
Bro, I like my bitches rude and my money blue (Uh-huh)
Feet up, get head while I enjoy the view (Ooh-wee)
Bitches ain't shit is the only thing I ever knew
You ever made a bitch put some in her cootermama? (Huh?)
Her ass fat so I'm tryna find out who her mama (Where she at?)
Handing out smoke, this ain't marijuana (It's not)
Told Tron, "Bro, I'm tired of flexin' Benihana" (I am)
I heard yo' grandma got cancer, I feel bad for her
But no cap, before she die, I'ma scam her first (Dummy)
Punch God, bitch, I used to be a scamateur
Hit the Runtz once and flew the fuck off of planet Earth
Firework, boy, this lil' BIN exploding shit
Walk around with my slime, Nickelodeon (Woo)
Heart on my tee but the stick emotionless
Triple S untied, still ain't tripping on a bitch (Woo)
(Helluva beat, baby)
(Smoke on the beat)
Written by: BabyTron, StanWill, TrDee
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