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Killumbus

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Killumbus fue lanzado el 16 de julio de 2021 por Rebel como parte del álbum Don Juan

Detalles de la canción

Fecha de lanzamiento16 de julio de 2021

Sello discográficoRebel

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM70

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

BigKayBeezy

Intérprete

Truman Rogers II

Truman Rogers II

Voces

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Truman Rogers II

Truman Rogers II

Autoría

Timothy Link

Composición

Roney Williams Jr

Roney Williams Jr

Composición

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Truman Rogers II

Truman Rogers II

Producción

Timmydahitman

Producción

Stxnk

Producción

Letra

[Intro]

On God

Tryna lay somthin' dead, gang, gang (Ayy, boy Stxnk, you hard)

Tryna lay somethin' dead (Timmy Da HitMan)

[Chorus]

Foenem ain't gon' leave your crib unless the jakes comin'

All them guns on your IG, you better shake somethin'

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna lay somethin' dead

Put that burner to his shit, unlock his dreads, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Pop two Percocets, I'm off the meds

Talking tough won't get you shit but dead

Like, fuck that, fuck what you said

I get way too out my body, out my head, yeah, yeah

Don't come tell me lil' folks with the feds like that ain't your mans

Told the opps come see 'bout me, they scared

I sip codeine 'til I can barely feel my legs

They let him out and it's 'bout time to drop that bread

Baby, don't get scared, this was all part of the plan

He seen we slid the door back on that van, he ran

Red dead, crack his egg, yeah, yeah

Let's see can he run without no legs

Why the fuck he playing?

I pop one more Perc', I might go fed, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Foenem ain't gon' leave your crib unless the jakes comin'

All them guns on your IG, you better shake somethin'

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna lay somethin' dead

Put that burner to his shit, unlock his dreads, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna lay somethin' dead

Put that burner to his shit, unlock his dreads, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

I'm off of a whole lot of drugs in this bitch

If he tweaking, I might get to buggin' and shit

Who the fuck is you mugging and shit?

Put a hole in your muffin and dip

I can't go out like Tip

You know exactly where I live

But you ain't gon' shoot up the crib

'Cause Young Beezo get hit, you get killed

****, know what it is, ayy

House arrest, I still ran up a mill'

Ask me how do I feel, yeah, yeah

Blue come on all of the bills

Yeah, bitch, and I ain't with none of that other shit

You can call me Killumbus when I hit your block

**** die every time I discover shit

Me or none of the guys on that funny shit

We get on dummy, that dummy shit

Hundreds shots in your stomach, a ton of shit

And the opps in the crib, they on punishment

You better watch who you running with

Fifty shots out the Draco, astonishin'

Ain't your lil' homie dead?

I heard he got shot in the head

Don't get buried under him

And them streets made for me, we be running them, ayy

[Chorus]

Foenem ain't gon' leave your crib unless the jakes comin'

All them guns on your IG, you better shake somethin'

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna lay somethin' dead

Put that burner to his shit, unlock his dreads, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna lay somethin' dead

Put that burner to his shit, unlock his dreads, yeah, yeah

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, uh

Five-five-six, seven-six-two, we tryna—

Grrt, boaw-boaw-boaw

Written by: Roney Williams Jr, Timothy Link, Truman Rogers II

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