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Fire Out Back

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Fire Out Back est sorti le 22 octobre 2021 par 300 Entertainment dans le cadre de l'album Young Fel 2

Détails du titre

AlbumYoung Fel 2

Date de sortie22 octobre 2021

Label300 Entertainment

LangueEnglish

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM65

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Felly

Interprète

Gyyps

Interprète

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Gyyps

Paroles/Composition

Christian Felner

Christian Felner

Paroles/Composition

Kyle Buckley

Paroles/Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Felly

Production

Gyyps

Ingénierie de mixage

Pink Slip

Production

Paroles

Throw it

Fire out back

Planes up there ya keep this shit wet

If I die today, I'm still on track

Halloween chain, it's a big old bat

Six tours in I've been 'round the map

Can't fuck with shorty if she actin' like that

Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike

Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic

Ooh, you see the bright lights

Out in Miami just to see wildlife

Pullin' these hoes, just me and Limbani

It's like a campaign we got 10 big bodies

Yes, if I die today

Least I'm with the gang in a hideaway

No stress

Imma find a way

Thank that we the same, but it's night and day

What should I do?

Hold up, strong, that shit too strong

I cannot move

Let's keep shit short, can't take too long

Counting up blues

My momma done prayed, my momma done prayed

Got nothin' to lose

Won't go out that way, won't go out that way

You already know that I do that

I can show you how to do that

They gon' call this shit a throwback

She got a gut she can throw that

Her pussy gushin', it's so wet, it's drippin' on top of my forehead

Push it to go, racks on me like that 4 wheel

Pack up and send off the merch in the slow mail

I learned some tennis from kids who own Kodak

Bitches on bitches on

My lap like Christmas like noelle

I am not passing my chips or my cheddar no rotelle

My shit is gigantic, my room got the hammock and this is no motel

Pray my dope sell

Planned it, Pink showed the beat it was jammin'

Two weeks I'll be in the Hamptons

I got the Bronco to take a bitch camping

Yes, I got standards

Like it's so expensive

Imma need my percentage

Foot on the gas I press it

I'm high like twin peaks, mind going three peat, just taste test don't repeat

I watch what matters to me

I wish that hoe ain't tattle on me

What should I do?

Hold up, strong, that shit too strong

I cannot move

Let's keep shit short, can't take too long

Counting up blues

My momma done prayed, my momma done prayed

Got nothin' to lose

Won't go out that way, won't go out that way

Yes, fire out back

Planes up there ya keep this shit wet

If I die today, I'm still on track

Halloween chain, it's a big old bat

Six tours in I been 'round the map

Can't fuck with shorty if she actin' like that

Cool ice cubes I feel like Mike

Try to vacay, I'm still on the mic

Lemme put this into perspective, okay?

I cannot lose

We do things better than you

Written by: Christian Felner, Gyyps, Kyle Buckley

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