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Interstate
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Hip-Hop
Interstate wurde am 23. Oktober 2020 von Millyz als Teil des Albums Blanco 3 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum23. Oktober 2020
LabelMillyz
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM89

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Millyz
Millyz
Performer
Dtheflyest
Dtheflyest
Performer
Myles Lockwood
Myles Lockwood
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Myles Lockwood
Myles Lockwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizz Dakota
Wizz Dakota
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm swerving
[Verse 2]
Red light, green light
Take the coppers on a chase
I'm in a Maserati
Speeding down the interstate
Bitch, I'm swerving
Broke bitches make me nervous
I just fucked her, then I curved it
'Cause she really wasn't worth it
You know I run with real steppers that be servin' that raw
Make me call to one of the slimes and they be knockin' you off
[Verse 3]
Hangin' out the window of the Mazi'
Gelato in a fonto
Tequila in my body
Rapper outta line, wrap his head up like a Saudi
All them holes up in his grill, it had him lookin' like a Audi
You know I run wit' real steppers that be servin' that yola
Played the kitchen as a youth, you were the Earl from the older
Got a plug in Washington, he sent the work from Tacoma
She fell in love, I cut her off, and told that girl, "I'm a loner"
Yeah, swerving on the interstate
Body full of smoke too
Mazi' got the dealer plates
And I'm getting throat too
Dealing with some real shit, you don't know what I go through
Cut most of my hoes off 'cause I be antisocial
[Verse 4]
Red light, green light
Take the coppers on a chase
I'm in a Maserati
Speeding down the interstate
Bitch, I'm swerving
Broke bitches make me nervous
I just fucked her, then I curved it
'Cause she really wasn't worth it
You know I run with real steppers that be servin' that raw
Make me call to one of the slimes and they be knockin' you off
[Verse 5]
Hop up in the Mazi', do a hundred on the mass pike
Know I got my cash right, don't worry 'bout the gaslight
Swervin' lurkin', backseat of the 'burban
All my homies purging
But what's up with ya girlfriend?
You know I gas break dip like I'm out of the Bay
Free the homies in the county, get 'em out of the Bay
Free the homies in the max, get 'em outta them chains
If a rapper out of line, get him outta them chains, yeah
Red light, green light, I got toast in the stash
Got tequila in my body, I keep rollin' this gas
I been turnt up in the function, like I'm one of the owners
If they play me on the backend, and I'ma snuff the promoter
Blanco
[Verse 6]
Red light, green light
Take the coppers on a chase
I'm in a Maserati
Speeding down the interstate
Bitch, I'm swerving
Broke bitches make me nervous
I just fucked her and I curved it
'Cause she really wasn't worth it
You know I run with real steppers that be servin' that raw
Make me call to one of the slimes and they be knockin' you off
Written by: Myles Lockwood
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