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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TOKYO’S REVENGE
TOKYO’S REVENGE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garth Best
Garth Best
Songwriter
Clifford Myrtil
Clifford Myrtil
Songwriter
Mathias Tyner
Mathias Tyner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garth Best
Garth Best
Engineer
Mathias Tyner
Mathias Tyner
Producer
Koen Heldens
Koen Heldens
Mixing Engineer
Cliiifford
Cliiifford
Producer

Letras

(Mathias) Ha, ha (Red lean look like-) Uh, fuck, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, ooh-ooh) And I'ma stop doing acid, that was a lie (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Huh, yeah, haha (ayy) Ayy (what?), huh (ayy) Yeah, yeah (ayy), hey, huh Okay, what the fuck is you totin'? (What?) Instagram knows your guns just for posin' (yeah, huh?) My car look like Batman's, I'm not jokin' (what? What?) I put you on IV (uh-huh), that poison be potent (ooh-ooh) Your bitch mouth open (yeah) Find 'em, we rob 'em (bitch) Might pull up in a mask then we pop 'em (might pull up in a-) Now he got half a face 'cause I shot him He want smoke, he can find me in Gotham, awesome Damn, why these niggas don't know how to act? (Yeah, uh) Catch a bullet like a runnin' back (uh, yeah) I ain't missin' with a scope attached (ayy, ayy, ayy) Where they do that? (Hahaha) Doors go up like my cape do (huh?) Say, "Hey boo," to your mom, "Tryna date you" (huh? Hello, hi) It's so hard bein' the hero when they hate you (uh, ooh-ooh) Batsuit don't got camo, but my Bape do (yeah, ayy) My shorty 70, we out in Beverly (Yeah, uh) She keep a stick in her purse for my enemies (huh?) Bitch, I be s-s-s-sick in my mental (hahaha) She suck me up, she give me mental, my remedy (yuh, yuh) Bitch, you a poser, where my revolver? Dick with a blade, it got range like the Rover (haha, yeah) She wear my dick 'round her neck like a choker I hit them motherfuckin' walls like a poster, uh Pistol leave 'em banished (what?), I been doing damage (yeah) She gon' put her face in front my dick and make it vanish She's a magician (yeah), her name is Raven (what?) She had a vision (hahaha), she was my baby That bitch was wrong, I just want payments Put that on God, I'm not religious (uh) Walk with that fire (Uh), you niggas basic I got an i8, it drive like a spaceship Might paint it black 'stead of white 'cause I'm racist (yuh) Might be a doctor, you testin' my patience (yuh) Catch that boy trippin' like it's a vacation Bitch, I am not a calendar (ayy, ayy), why would I be datin'? I went to the fucking gulag and then I won Only things I want are my money and my gun All up in a nigga mouth like I'm some 5 Gum (huh?) And shorty wanna lick up the spit off of my tongue (yeah) Blade on me, Attack on Titan (huh?) Luffy One Piece, I stretch out my funds (yeah) Nigga want beef, then go and buy buns (ayy, ayy) I heard he want heat, Bakugo my gun I heard he want heat, Endeavor my rifle (ayy) Yeah, murder on my mind, I'm Myer like Michael These nigga can't compare I tower like Eiffel (yeah, yeah) I'm the fuckin' Antichrist, so go and buy Bibles (yeah, hey, hey) Okay, what the fuck is you totin'? Instagram knows your guns just for posin' My car look like Batman's, I'm not jokin' I put you on IV, that poison be potent Your bitch mouth open Find 'em, we rob 'em (bitch) Might pull up in a mask then we pop 'em (might pull up in a-) Now he got half a face 'cause I shot him (now he got half a-) He want smoke, he can find me in Gotham, awesome Okay, what the fuck is you totin'? Instagram knows your guns just for posin' My car look like Batman's, I'm not jokin' I put you on IV, that poison be potent Your bitch mouth open Find 'em, we rob 'em Might pull up in a mask then we pop 'em Now he got half a face 'cause I shot him He want smoke, he can find me in Gotham, awesome
Writer(s): Garth Best, Clifford Myrtil, Mathias E Tyner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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