म्यूज़िक वीडियो
म्यूज़िक वीडियो
क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raja Kumari
Background Vocals
Sean Garrett
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garrett Hamler
Composer
Parker Ighile
Composer
Svetha Y. Rao
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parker Ighile
Producer
Sean Garrett
Producer
Bryan Anzel
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
गाने
One, two, one, two, nah, killers don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
One, two, one, two, my pillow don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Pull up, diamond bindi shining with the bangles out
Fuck pushing up in Bentley trucks, only G6, bitch
You know them wheels is up
Praise to my maker
Got that Hindu guap, only rings from a pharaoh
Better be King Tut, Gully Gang in the sling
Fucker test your luck, when the last time you seen a Hindustani stunt
Third world, shit for real
From the east end, never be shit if you sleep
Bitch resilient 'cause I break bread with a billion
Respect for my bloodline, the deceased
Send my Benjis over to Gandhi and now, we feast
King that bring the crown back with the jewels
Yeah, you took that, but it's the get back, it's a mood
Bitch, I chin check every syllable for the street
Yeah, the world blind, but my third eye see the heat
One, two, one, two, nah, killers don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
One, two, one, two, my pillow don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Show ya crushed flax seeds in my green tea, life infinity
Breathe so much intensity till my nose bleed
Eye three, when she look at me, two versus three, Shiva
Bitch, I never sleep, I'm a trinity
Smoke rings, sticky icky ting, that Manali cream
Bomb with the native tongue, got that California heat
Of course he wanna eat me, sweet as lychee
But he never caught a head shot from a genie
Like Coogi B, on Juicy, on that Biggie beat
Shook when they see a deity, we be army-deep
Young gods run with Kumaris, new monarchy
You can never live a day they see, thug odyssey
One, two, one, two, nah, killers don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
One, two, one, two, my pillow don't talk
Make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Get in our way, make sure you don't get in our way
Like Coogi B, on Juicy, on that Biggie beat
Shook when they see a deity, we be army-deep
Like Coogi B, on Juicy, on that Biggie beat
Shook when they see a deity, we be army-deep
Written by: Garrett Hamler, Parker Ighile, Svetha Y. Rao

