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Method Man
Hip-Hop/Rap
Method Man wurde am 9. September 2023 von Zkivu Park als Teil des Albums Ground Zero veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum9. September 2023
LabelZkivu Park
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM125

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Turner
Patrick Turner
Songwriter

Songtexte

Yes sir, you don't understand
New heat, I'm a cook, watch me bless the pan
Got scammed, now I'm up, call me method man
Check one, two, someone come and check the man
I just tried to pass a blunt to some Mexicans
Your family members fell off, you the next to can
I heard it run in your genes
Diarrhea shittin' on these ****, got a stomach disease
Man, these **** ain't fuckin' with Skee
I was gone for a second, went back on chill
Now I'm snappin', **** thinkin' that I'm back on pills
Don't trip, I don't wanna see you lose your step
Speak up, if you talkin', ****, use yo' chest
**** still lookin' past me, better use yo' specs
I been ballin' since JFK, I don't use no nets
Rim double, I'm drippin' like big puddles
Heard your money low, n don't think that your bitch love you no more
It's like I been there, done that, broke life called
And it want me to come back, old hoes pop up
Like they want me to run back, gassin' all these hoes
When they tires, just dumb flat
I went over your head again, like a blanket
We all over the bed again, **** had a buzz
Then his shit went dead again, I'm in Flint gettin' stoned
Boy I feel like Fred again, swear to God, it's like my bars too clever for em
And I'm up now, I hit a new level on em
I can spit bars and hands, stack a kegger on em
Pussy good, she told me she put the kegel on me
She say Woo's so goofy, I don't ask for head, baby, please no tooth me
Yeah, I got a daughter, but my whip need two seats Catch a ****, put both hands on him and two feet
And that's the best way to put it, man
I ain't trippin', swear I'll fight the bear and the boogeyman
I ain't never care, I'll share the skittles in a hoodie, man
Good dick, good drugs, bitches call me the goody, man
My life too fast to blink now
These **** ain't fuckin' with me, like I stink now
Every time I feel blue, she pullin' the pink out
Been lit, promise I don't rap, cause I need clout
Yall try too hard, swear it's funny to me
I could do vids, but I need some more money to me
That's right, I'm gettin' my bag right
Baby, I need water, been rollin' since last night, uh
Told Zkivu, we gonna need a high view
Soon as I check the clock, I know it's gon' be time to
Stack bread, tell it's as tall as a ****, 5'2
No, for real, I'ma stack it till I'm 5'2
Yeah, I'm talkin' till I'm 26 times 2
Outer space, askin' how the fuck she found Woo?
Bitch must've made a wish in a well
Put it on God, I'll be givin' him hell
Till I'm sittin' in a grave, or I'm shittin' in cells
You **** never up, like your mission's to fail
Blind bitch, she be feeling on the dick like it's brail
Soon as I fuck, she chase it like a trail, uh
**** hatin', I ain't trippin', I just did my thing
**** sayin' that I'm back, bitch, I did not leave
I'ma have to write a book, all the shit I sing
I don't want to buy the house, let me get my keys, huh
Yeah, what you get a landlord
I done slipped and ran me a couple of bands and more, huh
How you ballin', but you ain't gon' let your friends score
Told that bitch, I know she a mission, what you preTEN for?
Salute
Haha, yeah
**** ain't fuckin' with me, put it on God
And the **** that ain't fuckin' with me, uh
No, no, no
**** ain't fuckin' with me, uh
Written by: Patrick Turner
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