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Mask
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Mask wurde am 26. August 2022 von E-CoCo Labels als Teil des Albums Sunset Drive - EP veröffentlicht
26. August 2022
LabelE-CoCo Labels
SpracheEnglish
BPM59
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

Running it up, we chasing them bands
Don't give a fuck, we murking your mans
Going to fast, don't fuck with no xans
No need for school, get head when I land
Don't fuck with you, I ain't shaking your hand
Give me respect, that's what I demand
Drunk off of Henny still driving the Benz
European hoes, blow your nose
Run up you get toked, choppas with some poles
Carrying big drills, hi, welcome to Lowe's
Eee
I'm up in Europe, I found me a freak hoe
She kinda nasty, I think her name Rico
Block out the opps, they stuck at the peep hole
I'm making money, did that for my people
I'm living lavish, I got my own crib
I ain't no baby boy where them bibs
If we on the phone, don't call me no kid
Do more and say less, I handle my biz
Boy you a mop, you look like my dog
I'm smoking on trees, the size of a log
So much haze, box full of smog
Don't run up on us, we ain't doing no harm
Weasley little bitch, call his ass Ron
I am the king, life of a don
Flow so dirty, need me some Dawn
Sipping on Henny, too drunk to drive
You in your forties, you missed your prime
I just started, I'm hitting my stride
Back to the future, your out of time
If your out of time, my timing is right
Accuracy pen point, it's right on the dime
I am the Viba, I show out at night
They try to mimic, they look like a mime
Steadily falling behind, trying to grab onto mine
Sauce hidden like a mine, who is that girl she be fine
Life so good feel like a human cheat code
Strictly business everywhere we go
Booted up with my dogs like Elon Musk
Boxing Tesla trucks
Red eyes, hot lungs, feet numb
Flipping it up, double stacking styro cups
Got real tuff, he got slumped
Put him in the dirt, no he can't run
Who gone tell his son
Who's gonna tell his son
Ain't no one like Hon
Ain't no one like me
Ain't no one like E
You don't fuck with we
You don't fuck with me
You don't want this heat
If you can't take the heat
Back away from we
Nothing coming free
Pay in full, I don't want the lease
Imma dog off the leash
Burning up, 500 degrees
Got the air force ones, no crease
Gotta chill, got the baja freeze
You too soft, looking like a fleece
Get 'em off, they be like some fleas
Say they tuff, till they begging please
Police coming, hold up gotta freeze
Written by: Cory J Grime, Ethan D Mann
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