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STRIKES
469
Rap
STRIKES fue lanzado el 12 de mayo de 2023 por Encore Recordings como parte del álbum EMOTIONAL CREATURE
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Fecha de lanzamiento12 de mayo de 2023
Sello discográficoEncore Recordings
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Realbleeda
Realbleeda
Intérprete
David Catherine
David Catherine
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
David Catherine
David Catherine
Autoría
Christopher Trejo
Christopher Trejo
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
MERCY BEATZ
MERCY BEATZ
Producción, Ingeniería de mezcla, Ingeniería de grabación

Letra

Never tell what I know
Lightning strikes on top my pole
They striking by my toes
Solid to the bone and never tell what I know
How I made it out with no umbrella or no coat
Made it out with my heart froze
So I put diamonds on my soul
I put my chest in my pistol
You ain't gon die from me n---a
Posed to lie to your honor not supposed to lie to your n---a
Lighting strikes by my toe I just hope that I hit him
I check you out bout my bros you get a early dismissal
Missles exit the bear, they'll grill and make whistle
Know how to cancel your Christmas finger lie down on the trigger
Roll up a opp when we pinned him
All the shots that we give him
He won't ever shake back he gon be another
Jumping in front that dick gon be another flag
Hollering fuck that body I was in my ass
I can't see another man
Like me g'd up lotta n---as don't like me
But they know that I'm bout business and I stand on that
Better not let me catch you slipping
Don't put your hand on that
New stick that I just got how your mans on that
Clothes just got mixed with a whole nother drop
Spend a band on that
Lightning strikes on top my pole
They striking by my toes
Solid to the bone and never tell what I know
How I made it out with no umbrella or no coat
Made it out with my heart froze
So I put diamonds on my soul
This shit like a casino I don't know
Feel like im gambling is it bingo
Soon as we catch a opp that's what we yelling
Somebody finna die cause I can smell it
We 5 percent the ride so they won't know who we inhaling
If you fucking with that side stay on his side look in my eyes
I mean had to fill a Glock 9 with these
Hallow hat tips I see
If I let him slide I'm just being lean
That's something I can't be
I leave your head leaning
From this 223
Lightning strikes on top my pole
They striking by my toes
Solid to the bone and never tell what I know
How I made it out with no umbrella or no coat
Made it out with my heart froze
So I put diamonds on my soul
Written by: Christopher Trejo, David Catherine
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