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Overkill
79
Hip-Hop/Rap
Overkill wurde am 24. April 2020 von Quality Control Music (Caroline) als Teil des Albums Murder Is A Major Issue veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum24. April 2020
LabelQuality Control Music (Caroline)
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM94

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wavy Navy Pooh
Wavy Navy Pooh
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shandler Beaubien
Shandler Beaubien
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Producer

Songtexte

[Intro]
Sub shit, no scrub shit, ****, you already know what time it is
You understand me? Ayy
Gettin' money, **** (No way, Hozay)
Straight 'bout money on this side, ****, Wavy Navy shit, you understand me?
Get your bread up, get your head bust, ****
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Chorus]
It's cluckers in my face, we in the trap, they tryna cop somethin'
Bitch, where your bread at off the rip? Because I'm not frontin'
You in the car with me, you must've been done shot somethin'
You ain't no pop shooter, huh, 'cause you gon' drop somethin'?
You see them TECs around the windows, that's the opps comin'
Overkill, still shootin' while the cops comin'
Take you out the picture like I'm tryna crop somethin'
We lost Lil Ham, now Mad Dog ready to rock somethin' (No way, Hozay)
[Verse 1]
Ridin' in the splatt, tell lil' bro to bounce out with that MAC
He was runnin' track, so we quick to put you on your back
I be quick to get you smacked, that's the shit I'm into
Bitch, I'm hoppin' out the car, ain't no time to drop the window
Clutchin' on my Draco, he done got his Glock up
Had to leave him on the scene, you know I left him shot up
Fuck that **** and his homie, put one in his partner
Mad Max with the bodies, I feel like the shotta
Broski took one to the leg, let's take him to the doctor
But you gon' catch 'em 'til you dead fuckin' with my partners
Wavy Navy on the scene, you know it's a problem
I can't wait to meet these rappers so I can fuckin' rob 'em (No way, Hozay)
Test a **** gangster if I strip him to his boxers
Head honchos ride with shooters, not no fuckin' boxers
All my **** heads dreaded, smokin' like some rastas
I'm in New York callin' room service, bring some pasta
[Chorus]
It's cluckers in my face, we in the trap, they tryna cop somethin'
Bitch, where your bread at off the rip? Because I'm not frontin'
You in the car with me, you must've been done shot somethin'
You ain't no pop shooter, huh, 'cause you gon' drop somethin'?
You see them TECs around the windows, that's the opps comin'
Overkill, still shootin' while the cops comin'
Take you out the picture like I'm tryna crop somethin'
We lost Lil Ham, now Mad Dog ready to rock somethin' (No way, Hozay)
[Verse 2]
I just took a trip to Cali, I'm in Beverly
My face gucci, I got stripes like I'm a referee
I ain't shittin' on the squad 'cause they was there for me
I love my brother, when I was down, he took care of me
Fuck that talkin', run down on that **** if I catch him walkin'
Get to joggin', bitch, 'cause if I see you, ain't no time to bargain
Wavy Navy full of problems, Wavy Navy full of issues
Wavy Navy full of robbers, Wavy Navy keep a pistol
Just make it happen, don't be tellin' me what you 'bout to do
I make it big, shit, you know me, I'm gon' look out for you (You understand me?)
I make one call on that collect, they say I got a bail
Bitch, I'm a player, fuck I look like rottin' in a cell?
Them crackers gettin' **** gone, they indictin' shit
If you a target, when I catch you, I'm on sight and shit
You know I'm pipin' shit, have me on some excitin' shit
Fuck that fightin' shit, don't try to run, you know I'm lightin' it quick
[Chorus]
It's cluckers in my face, we in the trap, they tryna cop somethin'
Bitch, where your bread at off the rip? Because I'm not frontin'
You in the car with me, you must've been done shot somethin'
You ain't no pop shooter, huh, 'cause you gon' drop somethin'?
You see them TECs around the windows, that's the opps comin'
Overkill, still shootin' while the cops comin'
Take you out the picture like I'm tryna crop somethin'
We lost Lil Ham, now Mad Dog ready to rock somethin' (No way, Hozay)
Written by: Shandler Beaubien
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