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Concerts à venir de Kim Dracula & SosMula

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kim Dracula
Kim Dracula
Interprète
SosMula
SosMula
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sam Wellings
Sam Wellings
Composition
Vinicius Sosa
Vinicius Sosa
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kim Dracula
Kim Dracula
Ingénierie de mixage
GeoGotBands
GeoGotBands
Production
Blvnts
Blvnts
Production
Joe Haley
Joe Haley
Ingénierie de prise de son
WZRD BLD
WZRD BLD
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Ah, ay (We lit, hahaha) I think- They miss- (Ay, Geo got the bands huh?) They miss- Ha They mistook me for a TikToker, but I kill rockers (I) Pull up with a knife to the boys playing soccer (What?) The weird kid at school, yeah I wasn't proud of it (Uh) Your head is a zit, and I really wanna pop it Pop, pop, yeah feelin' like an ostrich (Ha) Only joking, bitch, Tassie devil run shit Cookin' in the cock-pit, I could vomit (Ah-ha) Still be a hit, even if I speak gibberish Ngh, danga-danga-danga-danga-danga-danga Danga-danga-danga-danga-danga-danga, uh Aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh Aka-aka, brr, aka, ugh Dun-dun-dun-dun (Ha) I'm a bad person (Uh) They like my smile but they miss the evil lurking (Dracula, ha) Take a look behind the curtain (Ah) Baby Lucifer, I went from angel to serpent I know you want this brand new Birkin (Woah) I'll think about it, but you're gonna have to get to hurtin' Consider this a prerequisite (Ha) I'll stuff the bag with the baby and I'll beat you to death with it (Ewok, ewok, ewok, ewok) (Ewok, ewok, ewok, ewok) Agh, I ain't a SoundCloud rapper, I'm a hundred-round clapper (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Buy a ticket to yo' show, gun 'em down after (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Uh, Bloody Hail Marys got me coming down faster (Vyoom, vyoom) Upside-down crosses, runnin' 'round backwards (Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom) Sleezy was a good boy but he turned the bad guy (Ewok, ewok) I'ma drown the priest, who the fuck you tryna baptize? (Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah) I can't feel my fuckin' skin, bitch, I'm that high (Give me that, give me that, give me that) I can't feel my fuckin' skin, bitch, I'm that high (Give me that, give me that, give me that) I'm a bad person They like my smile but they miss the evil lurking (Dracula, ha) Take a look behind the curtain (Ah) Baby Lucifer, I went from angel to serpent I know you want this brand new Birkin (Woah) I'll think about it, but you're gonna have to get to hurtin' Consider this a prerequisite (Ha) I'll stuff the bag with the baby and I'll beat you to death with it
Writer(s): Vinicius Sosa, George Kala, Sam Wellings, Jonathan Weir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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