Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cheech DeLaFronto
Cheech DeLaFronto
Autoría
Sir Hash
Sir Hash
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Freddy River
Freddy River
Producción

Letra

I inhale until I heal
She gone come for love
Knowing its never enough
But cant really say how that feel
Know it be my luck
Told her we could run it up
But that expression gave her chills
She like whats the plan
You must not know who I am
Then said that we could make a deal
Grab the stick like inna drag race
Said she don't cum in last place
I respect she kept it real
Mad I'm livin' yo dream
Gotta read and believe in life nobody perfect
She hear this on
wen she in that thong
wanna meet me in person
Guess she aint get it then
I gotta get it in
Im in my Birkin
Said she might bring a friend
Long as I let em in
They at my service
Gas high up shell
And I'm high up as well
So whatever works
All cause I'm in yall city,
said something bout biti
Whatever works
In the spot gettin rubbers
Phone call from my brother
Could it get any worse
Sounded like its a drop
Know the feeling a lot
Yet still making me nerves
Depending how u playing
Everything come at a cost no matter how they wanna sway it
Talkative in HS knew I been smooth wit conversations
Only right I write, shit that move buccinators in faces
Moved to cali, new chally, still ain't dodging any engagements
Big cribs in the hills, without a deal, chicks making food arrangements
U hear the hunger,
I'm good, tho this beat something out the greatness
I don't rap I just speak sometimes n it could make a playlist
Written by: Cheech DeLaFronto, Sir Hash
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