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Freestyle
1,647
Hip-Hop/Rap
Freestyle fue lanzado el 13 de diciembre de 2023 por 1017/Atlantic como parte del álbum Playoff
album cover
ÁlbumPlayoff
Fecha de lanzamiento13 de diciembre de 2023
Sello discográfico1017/Atlantic
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM69

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Dajour Jamal Walker
Dajour Jamal Walker
Autoría
Tiquon Pryor
Tiquon Pryor
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Anthony "Keys" Villena
Anthony "Keys" Villena
Ingeniería de mezcla
TP808
TP808
Producción
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Ingeniería de mezcla envolvente

Letra

[Intro]
Hey
Hey
Yeah
Hey
Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit
Big 111, man
[Chorus]
Hey, we all the way live again, we poppin' outside again, this shit like a movie (Movie)
Get shit poppin', today, I feel like a doc', cut the head off the car, go coupish (Coupish)
Know I'm the king of this shit, get stupid, before Halloween, this shit get spooky (Woo)
Set up shop in the hood like boosters, he ain't gon' do what he sayin', he Brewster (Brewster)
[Verse 1]
And this shit worldwide, give them people the squirrel eye, had to work in the East (Hey)
Way before them folks was mentioning me
2020, I spent twenty on teeth (No cap)
Before he got popped, what they say if he reach?
That's what happen when your daddy ain't teach
Cali' bud in the alley for cheap (Gas)
Rest in peace, watch the packages for me
And this shit long way, give them people the long face, see me getting these bundles
Pandemic hit, I was lit by the summer
AP came straight through the mail, on my mama
And this ho two-tone, double R with the roof gone, lil' ****, I'm poppin'
Been made an M, could've bought a Bugatti
Them just some cap-ass **** who 'flaging
And it ain't no way, I ain't talking 'bout José, fifty-five with a whole play
With a soul taker, I ain't talking 'bout no ho, I'm talkin' 'bout a cold case
Y'all granted in Bottega, it ain't got no flavor, your name ain't at no tables
You a nobody, got nothin' in no pockets, you'd probably go broke shopping
Got eighty-five K in the coat pockets
Surrounded by killers and known robbers
They know I'm the one, no cosign me
First to pop shit and they know 'bout it
Who you know did it with no guidance?
Been off the porch, in the A, vibin'
You know he just rappin', he ain't slidin'
Big 111, man
[Chorus]
Hey, we all the way live again, we poppin' outside again, this shit like a movie (Movie)
Get shit poppin', today, I feel like a doc', cut the head off the car, go coupish (Coupish)
Know I'm the king of this shit, get stupid, before Halloween, this shit get spooky (Woo)
Set up shop in the hood like boosters, he ain't gon' do what he sayin', he Brewster
Written by: Dajour Jamal Walker, Tiquon Pryor
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