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Amen
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Amen fue lanzado el 2 de febrero de 2018 por 88rising Music / EMPIRE como parte del álbum Amen
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ÁlbumAmen
Fecha de lanzamiento2 de febrero de 2018
Sello discográfico88rising Music / EMPIRE
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM139

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Brian Imanuel
Brian Imanuel
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
I'm givin' my number to any bitch lookin' like Ronda
I'm Gunner Stahl, I'm takin' many pics
I'm thinkin' 'bout havin' many kids
Even Osama gon' be like, "Goddamn that's a lot of kids" (Lot of kids)
Hit 'em with a good amount of the hits
I'm thinkin' will I put 'em out of the biz?
Shout to $uicideBoy$, kill 'em all, rest in piss
Sip on LaCroix on the bus that I missed
Talkin' 'bout somethin' that I never did
I talk to myself, and all my seven chicks
They love to go down just like your relevance
I'm a rapper, but my name isn't Chance
Come to my show, people think I'm intense
Don't look at me, somethin' wrong with your lens
One day the money's gon' be for the Benz
Flow be so dirty, it needed a cleanse
I'm in my zone, I went through this shit alone
Didn't have no friends, talk to myself, we always get along
I'm still learnin', I'm still fuckin' up, correct me if I'm wrong
Talkin' business more than usual that means I'm out with Sean (88)
Never yellow in my urinal, I'm always drinkin' on that Pellegrino
I been rockin' my own merch, I'm makin' way more green than CeeLo
I saw people from my school, they all turned out to be some weirdos
I don't need no education, Internet's my favorite teacher
[Verse 2]
Aye, aye, told 'em, told 'em
[Verse 3]
Told that bitch that I don't really give a fuck 'bout you
Told that man that he gotta quit, it ain't cool
Makin' up for the confrontation that I ain't do
As a teen, all the fight I've been in was virtual (Aye)
Now I'm gettin' old (Now I'm gettin' old)
And my dick is gettin' older
Keep seven bitches on my phone like a folder
When they were 18, man I was a toddler
Damn, homeschool felt like yesterday
I worked at my mom's cafe
Met a girl like every day
It's my only social place
They thought I was from LA
No, I'm not, but now I'm here
Tryna fill my parents' plate
They call me up like every day
People say I'm good, they say I get what I should
Tell me not to worry, everything will go real smooth
People think I'm Dory, I'm forgettin' 'bout my hood
Man, should I be sorry for just doin' somethin' new?
Man, these dudes gotta be more quiet than they think
They be hella sure, but I always say amen
Do the shit for the people that look like me
So the girls can see them and they think of me
And not that kid that throw that fit
'Cause he didn't get straight A's all week
Written by: Rich Brian
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