Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fandango
Performer
Pitti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marco Nodari
Composer
daniela ferrari
Composer
Lyrics
Coochie for soul sick, underneath my soul sits
Put 'em all six feet, under dick for soul lit
My blessin'
My wrist turnin' matrix
Blue pill, red pill, visit when the bass flip
Eatings or beatings, mom give me all six
My blessin'
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm not so gone, yeah, yeah
Maybe you're gone, but you're not so gone, yeah, yeah
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe, maybe I'm on the road, oh
My blessin'
Miyake Freddy, get 'em, Mori
Pull up in that Tesla truck, pick you up
Drive that Escalade and a big Demon
Brown skin, brown thing, tell me where you from
More blessin'
Miyake Freddy, get 'em, Mori
My blessin' in so many ways
Oh, me lo ja diri, na-na-na-na-na
I can't let things go sideways
This relationship is open, ah
Plot twist, somethin' on your dead lips
I can help you digest, I got the right fix
Add support, quick mix, let 'em all six
More blessin'
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm not so gone, yeah
Maybe you're gone, but you're not so gone, yeah
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe, maybe I'm on the road, oh
My blessin'
Miyake Freddy, get 'em, Mori
Pull up in that Tesla truck, pick you up
Drive that Escalade and a big Demon
Brown skin, brown thing, tell me where you from
More blessin'
Miyake Freddy, get 'em, Mori
My blessin' in so many ways
Oh, me lo ja diri, na-na-na-na-na
I can't let things go sideways
This relationship is open, ah
Plot twist, somethin' on your dead lips
I can help you digest, I got the right fix
Add support, quick mix, let 'em all six
More blessin'
Written by: Marco Nodari, daniela ferrari
