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waves
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Hip-Hop/Rap
waves κυκλοφόρησε στις 14 Απριλίου 2020 από William Crooks ως μέρος του άλμπουμ THUNDERBIRD
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ΆλμπουμTHUNDERBIRD
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας14 Απριλίου 2020
ΕτικέταWilliam Crooks
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM82

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
William Crooks
William Crooks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Crooks
William Crooks
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Crooks
William Crooks
Producer
Kai Whiston
Kai Whiston
Producer

Στίχοι

Who the fuck you thought this was?
Kai Whiston, bitch!
Ayo...
5 G’s, rolled up 5 G’s in a bat
Break your knee caps with it
Got 5 G’s in a bag, that’s no cap
I’m snowman, I’m ice cold
I’m snowcappin’
I’m talking to trees
The caps just kicked in, go tell ‘em
My future’s super bright
I can see hella far
I got a telephoto lens, the flash goes hella hard
Where my clique at bitch?
Whole crew go hella hard
I drive a click clack
Bitch, you in a rental car
And when I die, I don’t need no reception
My cellphone’s got 5G
Bitch, I’m on a wave, whoa
Bitch I got the—
Money in the—
What?
Wait, where the fuck did I put my phone?
(Yeah, I’m too high for this shit)
It go ride or die, uh
All my bad bitches in designer
Imma pull up wit a glick and hit your partner
All my devils in the clique, uh, bag Prada
Shut it down
Scared of the dark, that’s why I always keep the lights on
Wanna live forever, same reason I keep the mic on
Forgot my own lyrics in Chicago, I’m an icon
Harry told me don’t miss, that’s why I always keep my sights on
Bitch
Can I talk my shit?
Can I catch my breath?
Please don’t take my pic
Hundred dollars in my wallet
No worries today‘ll be fine
I got a lot of problems
But I’m that bitch, I’m goin’ 99
Skrrt, so much water I might hydroplane the car
Bitch, I go hard
Yeah bitch, I go hard
I’m that bitch, goddamnit
I been in the game too long to leave this bitch empty-handed
Like, whoa
Ain’t nobody work as hard as me, son
I been losin’ sleep, losin’ life
I feel G’d up
Top down all black, open wake like I’m never tired
Whip like a hearse
Yeah, that’s my motherfucking ride or die
Spill my secrets out on your floor
Like a tidal wave breaks the shore
And I feel like it could get better
Over again and over again
Spill my secrets out on your floor
Like a tidal wave breaks the shore
And I feel like it could get better
Over again and over again
Written by: William Crooks
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