Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Tiny Meat Gang
Tiny Meat Gang
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Composición
Noel Millar
Noel Millar
Composición
Christian Dold
Christian Dold
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Ingeniería de grabación
Diamond Pistols
Diamond Pistols
Producción
Noel Millar
Noel Millar
Ingeniería de grabación

Letra

[Intro]
(We packin' diamond pistols)
Uh, yeah, ayy
[Verse 1]
Now, hold up, bro, what the fuck you say? Nah, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Add a couple bitches, what's the problem? Now they make a sum
"Walk Man" doin' laps, it got us on the run
Bitch, you knowin' that we on the roll and that the tape is done, ah
I'm whippin' somethin' foreign with expired tags
Signin' on the dotted line, whatever's gonna get the bag
The little man, short-sighted, my decisions bad
Just 'cause I'm the funny guy does not mean that I'm callin' back
[Chorus]
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch
[Verse 2]
Oh, shit, it's us again, she can't fuck with me, so she just fuck my friends
I can't get pulled over on the road 'cause I got contraband
My whip be creepin' on the ten, I'm feelin' weird again
They say, "Cody, grow up," I say, "Bitch, I'm goin' Peter Pan"
Uh, bank account look like some Cheerios (Yum)
You can't see us 'cause we flyin' low
Ain't nothin' 'bout it predisposed
But the shit we make got legs and take off like a runny nose
[Chorus]
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch
[Verse 3]
We movin' fast, y'all don't even know my race
And we know you're micro soft, boy, we call you Billy Gates
I'm gainin' weight, uh, we cookin' as of late
Got no taste for bein' broke so we ain't takin' any breaks
Man, you talkin' all cap, we just stick to low-key
Call me Thor 'cause she want my fuckin' hammer, Loki
And we baggin' up the green, I don't even smoke tree
I'm her mainline, baby, 'cause she tryna OD
[Chorus]
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
So quick, bitch, we workin' both ends
We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like whoa (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch
[Outro]
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like
Tell that broke bitch, tell that, tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like
Man, tell that broke bitch
Written by: Christian Dold, Cody Kolodziejzyk, Noel Millar
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