Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Hotboii
Canto
Evrgrn
Programación
LC
Programación
Chrystel
Programación
Keyman
Programación
Chrystel Bagrou
Programación
Crystal Gayle
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Amman Nurani
Composición
Hunter Sallis
Composición
Javarri Walker
Autoría
Chrystel Bagrou
Composición
Luke Clay
Composición
Daniel Cabrera Dos Santos
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Evrgrn
Producción
LC
Producción
Chrystel
Producción
Keyman
Producción
2s
Producción
Eddie Hernandez
Ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Athens
Masterización
Chrystel Bagrou
Producción
Crystal Gayle
Producción
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Ingeniería de grabación
Letra
What would you do if the sky was falling?
What would you do if the sky was falling?
Look, look
I fucked 'round, lost my focus, but, I'm back, chosen again
If you came from where I came, you would be hopin' to win
I'm on it again, might as well say it's over again
Did it more than twice, I could say that I told you again
Know I'm a Gemini, my devil side be hopin' I sin
Say I'm on the run, but I say I'm just gettin' right 'fore I go in
I'm goin' up, I thought I told the judge, "no interference"
I kinda let my grass grow so I could be low in the field
Sometimes be feelin' bulletproof, might open the vest
Knowin' they puttin' shit together, you stay rollin' with TECs
I'm gon' fuck 'round in the church, sayin' you go for my neck
And I ain't nеver did no cocaine, I'm dope in thе flesh
These **** want me gone, my mama want me home
I think everybody want fame, no love for these hoes
What's comin' must go, left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these shows, ain't tryna run from no P.O.s
These **** want me gone, my mama want me home
I think everybody want fame, no love for these hoes
What's comin' must go, left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these shows, ain't tryna run from no P.O.s, damn
EGE mean a lot to me, that's family 'nem
Can't never let a **** play with the team, gotta handle them
Screamin', not a judge, but we got hammers, yeah
Moby, he be clutchin' on that broom like a janitor (bah)
You can't catch a Z, we gon' snooze like Lil Cameron (nah)
Now say that it's smoke, then we gon' throw shots at yo' manager (ayy, yeah)
Yo' clique ain't got no firepower
Fifteen K to fill it up (yee)
I snatch **** bitches up, come get yo' bitch, she real in love
No opp richer than us
Fuck with, I'll get you cut
Glock with a switch on the butt
Four seconds, we get 'em flushed
I gave my heart to you, but act like bitch feelin' enough
Say time heal wounds, I went Cartier for Lil Wolph
These **** want me gone, my mama want me home (uh)
I think everybody want fame, no love for these hoes
What's comin' must go, left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these shows, ain't tryna run from no P.O.s (yeah)
These **** want me gone (they want me gone), my mama want me home
I think everybody want fame, no love for these hoes
What's comin' must go, left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these shows, ain't tryna run from no P.O.s, damn
Say time heal wounds, I went Cartier for Lil Wolph
And I got a bust, and I don't know if it really does
I'm just tryna heal, swear to God I'm done with love
I'm just tryna live, slide, make 'em switch sides
Leave 'em in the middle
We done lost ****, but I bet the opps know how it feel
When you slide, they switchin' sides, leave 'em in the middle
Mm, mm
When you slide, they switchin' sides
What would you do if the sky was falling?
What would you do if the sky was falling?
What would you do if the sky was falling?
What would you do if the sky was falling?
Written by: Amman Nurani, Chrystel Bagrou, Daniel Cabrera Dos Santos, Hunter Sallis, Javarri Walker, Luke Clay


