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SLOPES
8,671
Hip-Hop/Rap
SLOPES fue lanzado el 9 de febrero de 2024 por 88rising Music como parte del álbum hella (˃̣̣̥╭╮˂̣̣̥) ✧ ♡ ‧º·˚
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Fecha de lanzamiento9 de febrero de 2024
Sello discográfico88rising Music
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM62

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Offset
Offset
Voces
Warren Hue
Warren Hue
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Autoría
Warren Hui
Warren Hui
Autoría
Young Bin Park
Young Bin Park
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Warren Hue
Warren Hue
Ingeniería de grabación
Chasu
Chasu
Producción
JRich ENT.
JRich ENT.
Ingeniería de grabación
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Ingeniería de mezcla
Nacor Zuluaga
Nacor Zuluaga
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Kai Tsao
Kai Tsao
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Masterización
Nate Mingo
Nate Mingo
Asistente de ingeniería de masterización
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Asistente de ingeniería de masterización

Letra

[Intro]
You have to say something to me, like we have to have a conversation, real quick?
But you really have to, yeah?
[Verse 1]
Aye
Summer time shit, I got bands, aye
Benjamin and me, best friends, aye
Swerving these hoes, I'm tried of shawty's
I hate when they not on the ground, woah
Oh my God, Warren like, hello, I'm back on my bullshit
Don't sugarcoat, baby
Fuck it, I still want to coup to be navy or cream color
Coco like woah, woah
I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorky like Biggie
I treated chella like dashing up Biggie
Still got the pack up smoke in my city
Here from Habana she text me you miss me
Bitch, I got bands and they stuck in my pants, woah
Feel me?
[Verse 2]
Pockets, they dancing like Britney
Bands on me, can't fit my Yeezy's (Yeah)
Dior, the girl when they fit me (Yeah)
Back in Jakarta, they hofer my downfall
Like, come on, like, bitch, I been messin'
[Chorus]
And they mad, man
Why you mad, man?
And they mad, man, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Pull it with a fit, and they mad, man, woah
Show money bags in my backpack (Oh)
Introducing warrior granddad (Oh)
Seven on a wrap, motherfucker, lie roach
I don't dress a bitch with a bright, bright coach
She gon' touch ice while I bend her slope
Ski, ski, west leg, game two stick, one dick
Want to wake the ass up and po
[Verse 4]
Quarter million dollars on one stage (Quarter million)
**** wanna come and switch my plate (Switch)
White man in my pocket, no race (White man)
Shorty a fan with a little bitty waist (Hey)
Bought a new vert, somebody come race (Vert)
Pop two, perc, can't feel my face (Percs)
They don't wanna work, these **** be lazy (Lazy)
[Verse 5]
They just wanna surf, I ain't fuckin' with a wave (Uh)
Issey told you I ain't tame, man
Fuck it do you feel me now, I gotta move weight
I ain't tryna move fake no way, yeah (Oh)
Oh, fuck 'em, I just been in my thing (Yeah)
Cut 'em 'cause the mood on strange (Yeah)
Climbing got it all on tape
[Verse 6]
Trapping like a bird when he caught his case (Brr)
The one that was hatin', ain't make it, got erased (Race)
Food on your table for you eat, say grace (Amen)
I'm going number one, can taste it (Number one)
I was born up a star, I'm an alien (Star)
I'mma sell out arenas and the stadium (Arenas)
I got my gang and my family ain't tradin' 'em (Gang)
**** hate let 'em drown, they ain't savin 'em (Drown)
I turn the pain into pride, I should be proud of him
[Verse 7]
Woo
[Verse 8]
Benjamin in my pocket and I'm countin' 'em
Backstage full of people I don't like
So I say amen, gotta pray for the pigment (Aye, man)
Every year, gotta change my alias (Woo)
B-O-T-Y, shawty like the name in the stain
Tell my soul how to track my roles when they watch
Ain't mad, man
[Verse 9]
Ain't mad, man
Ain't mad, man
Pull it with a fit, ain't mad, man, huh
Show money bags in my backpack, huh
Introducing warrior granddad, huh
Stepping on rap motherfucker like
[Verse 10]
I was born on a star, I'm an alien
They don't wanna work, these **** don't want to work
I was born on a star, I'm an alien
I'mma sell out arenas and stadiums
I got a gang of my family ain't tradin' 'em
**** hate let them drown, I ain't savin' 'em
I turn the pain into pride, I should be proud of him
[Outro]
Nah, nah, fuck that
Written by: Kiari Cephus, Warren Hui, Young Bin Park
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