Hell Yeah - Quavo & Takeoff: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Quavo & Takeoff

Hell Yeah

113,261

Hip-Hop/Rap

Hell Yeah fue lanzado el 7 de octubre de 2022 por Quality Control Music/Motown Records como parte del álbum Only Built For Infinity Links

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumOnly Built For Infinity Links

Fecha de lanzamiento7 de octubre de 2022

Sello discográficoQuality Control Music/Motown Records

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM81

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Quavo

Voces

Takeoff

Voces

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Jason Constantin

Jason Constantin

Autoría

Kirsnick Khari Ball

Kirsnick Khari Ball

Autoría

Nicholas Zita

Autoría

Quavious Marshall

Quavious Marshall

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Quavo

Ingeniería de mezcla

Dson Beats

Producción

PYROMAN

Producción

DJ Durel

Ingeniería de mezcla

Colin Leonard

Masterización

Letra

[Chorus]

Blue strips, the blue cash, yeah, yeah (Blue cash)

All blue strips, the blue bag, yeah, yeah (Blue, blue)

Shorty wanna bring her friend to tag, yeah, yeah (Oh, tag)

Bring an overnight bag just to stay, hell yeah

Screamin' like a white boy, I'm wasted, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Pop a pill, don't taste it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Stone cold ice faces, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

I told the world I was gon' make it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Now I made it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I create it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

That's why I chase it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

I put the diamonds on, no fu' shit, no rhinestone (Ice)

I put the M's up, they say this shit don't last long (M)

The whole family, I put 'em on, no tagalong (Fam')

I cannot give up, I gotta bring that bag home (Racks)

I bought a condo, 'cause back in the day, I didn't have those (No)

Stayed in the bando, I trapped it out the bando (Bando)

More chicken than Nando's, I pluck the strings like banjo (Banjo)

I had a billfold just to make the racks close (Racks close)

I bet the racks won't fold, now it's overload (Fold)

I am inspirin' to the soul, make the soul glow (Glow)

[Chorus]

Blue strips, the blue cash, yeah, yeah (Blue cash)

All blue strips, the blue bag, yeah, yeah (Blue, blue)

Shorty wanna bring her friend to tag, yeah, yeah (Oh, tag)

Bring an overnight bag just to stay, hell yeah

Screamin' like a white boy, I'm wasted, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Pop a pill, don't taste it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Stone cold ice faces, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

I told the world I was gon' make it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Now I made it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I create it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

That's why I chase it, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

(Takeoff)

I'm the chosen one, but, no, I wasn't mistaken (Nah)

Presidential coupe, it's a Wraith, Ronald Reagan (Wraithy)

As-salamu alaykum, all my brothers fightin' cases

How the money full of races, but the world still racist? (How?)

Runnin' the money, like the liquor, gotta chase it (Chase it)

First you gotta breathe, practice humble, then it's patience (Breathe)

I hit the pot, the Forgiatos slidin' with Mercedes (Slide)

At six o'clock, she smelled the Baccarat, she knew the fragrance (Huh?)

Don't talk, the money speak, I'm on the mind of your lady (Mind)

We made it, never hated, underrated, group the greatest

Conversation turn to confrontation, many complications

Need a job, I do a favor, huh, well, here's your application (Here)

Put the pressure on 'em for the cup of tea, interrogation (Pressure)

The stretcher on the white, still sellin' Sarah Palin (Stretch it)

Lot of blues in my pocket, that's a blue face, baby (Hell yeah)

Make a move for my pocket, that'd be doomsday, baby (Hell yeah)

I can still intercept or steal, Champ Bailey (Steal)

Pop a seal, I'ma drink codeine on the daily (Still sealed)

It was bad, sent the bad bitch to bait 'em (Shit was bad)

Shit get sad when it's on, partners snake 'em (Snake)

[Chorus]

Blue strips, the blue cash, yeah, yeah (Blue cash)

All blue strips, the blue bag, yeah, yeah (Blue, blue)

Shorty wanna bring her friend to tag, yeah, yeah (Oh, tag)

Bring an overnight bag just to stay, hell yeah

Screamin' like a white boy, I'm wasted, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Pop a pill, don't taste it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Stone cold ice faces, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

I told the world I was gon' make it, hell yeah (Hell yeah)

Now I made it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I create it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

That's why I chase it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Written by: Jason Constantin, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Nicholas Zita, Quavious Marshall

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