Clip vidéo
Titres les plus populaires de PLAYERTWO
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
PLAYERTWO
Interprète
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Chant
Patrick Camacho
Chant
Luke April
Musique
Ivo Impreso
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Composition
Patrick Camacho
Paroles
Ivo Impreso
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Luke April
Production
Ivo Impreso
Production
Wave P
Production
Paroles
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, don't stop
Keep the track playing 'til your head gon' pop
P2 energy, that's a whole bop
Run it right back for the 808 drop
Make the crowd scream for the boys of the south
We be at your neck like a switchblade
Talk to me straight, don't you give me no mistakes
I be hitting shots with my left hand, James Harden
With the pump fake, beard face on the garden
Beat a little bland so, Luke, sprinkled some seasoning
Top dawg, bitch, you know, I'm a seasoned veteran
Been broke since I had ketchup stains in my denim pants
Riding with my boys in the sedan, we be telling 'em
Can you stop that shit real quick?
We are PLAYERTWO, I know you cannot touch us
Stop sleeping on us, 'cause I know you cannot fit
Dicker bigger, 'cause I really know it from your bitch
Who is that knocking at your door with the poom patt?
Who is that with the trap rap mixed with boom bap?
What is that? It's the new sound coming from the far South East
P2 coming for the whole crowd, bitch, move
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, don't stop
Keep the track playing 'til your head gon' pop
P2 energy, that's a whole bop
Run it right back for the 808 drop
Make the crowd scream for the boys of the south
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
Run it back, run it back, run it back, uh
I said, "I don't give a fuck"
Chasin' that fame, I ain't waiting for the luck
Always standing out, even if I try to duck
Hit a roundhouse, yeah, you can call me, "Chuck"
Watch your loud mouth, when nobody interrupts
'Body interrupts, 'body interrupts
Watch your loud mouth, when nobody interrupts
'Body interrupts, 'body interrupts
Watch your loud mouth when nobody
Writer(s): Andric Ivo Impreso, Luke Gabriel Isnani, Patrick Carlo Camacho
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