Video musical

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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Killumantii
Killumantii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.Davis
A.Davis
Songwriter
I. DeBoni
I. DeBoni
Songwriter
K Torres
K Torres
Songwriter
M. Mule
M. Mule
Songwriter
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
Songwriter
Lyle Leduff
Lyle Leduff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FNZ
FNZ
Additional Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Keanu Beats
Keanu Beats
Producer
Lyle Leduff
Lyle Leduff
Producer
Julien Voyles
Julien Voyles
Recording Engineer

Letra

Aye, look Baby, I don't vent 'cause that's how your words get bent And that's how rumors get sent, and that's how your block get spin For a hundred and some change, I'ma keep throwing change 'til it change So make it make sense, niggas ain't never seen this Niggas ain't never seen, who? Baby, get loose, buying everything by the two's 'Cause nigga, that's just what I do Either, I'ma see you at the top or from the top Quick to catch a fade like I'm at the barber shop I'm a icon like what's on your desktop Working nonstop, how can I flop? If you don't mean what you say then shut the fuck up Man, I hate hoes who be acting stuck up So bitch, don't get fucked up for tryna act too tough Man, I don't fuck with these niggas like Douglas If you wasn't so intimidated maybe you could learn from me Maybe cop a job, let you work, come and earn from me How the fuck you hating on me, but ain't never heard of me? Bitch, you got a two-point-three, that's the nerd in me Name a bitch that's better than Kill, that got skill Oh, wait, okay Back to the heat, bitches, know they can't compete I'm fire and really paid like Black Wall Street Niggas ain't real and all hoes play a role How you live a double life and broke in both? Talk about who you hang around, he broke the code I heard that you a player, how you doing? I'm the coach Told her show her face like a Zoom meeting Say you getting money, lil' nigga, who is you? Not for real though Bitches love to scream, we ain't the same and I know 'Cause I make money, and y'all hoes don't, oh Last year, bitch, I almost made 500k And I ain't have to work, not one damn day So imagine when I pick shit up and press play I don't wanna hear what other bitches gotta say Big Kill do big shit, facts When I drop your shit, get pushed back Niggas ain't really on known for real Bitches counterfeit if it ain't Kill it ain't real If you wasn't so intimidated, maybe you could learn from me Maybe cop a job, let you work, come and earn from me How the fuck you hating on me, but ain't never heard of me? Bitch, you got a two-point-three, that's the nerd in me Name a bitch that's better than Kill that got skill Oh wait, okay Back to the heat, bitches know they can't compete I'm fire and really paid like Black Wall Street If you wasn't so intimidated, maybe you could learn from me Maybe cop a job, let you work, come and earn from me How the fuck you hating on me, but ain't never heard of me? Bitch, you got a two-point-three, that's the nerd in me Name a bitch that's better than Kill that got skill Oh wait, okay Back to the heat, bitches know they can't compete I'm fire and really paid like Black Wall Street
Writer(s): Lyle Leduff, Keanu Dean Torres, Michael Mule, Aaliyah Davis, Isaac De Boni, Royce Monroe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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