Video Musik
Video Musik
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dee Billz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Koi Gayle
Composer
Dylan Robertson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gle Flex
Producer
miguel fermin
Mixing Engineer
Lirik
[Hook: DeeBillz]
Think it's time I turn up my savage
Every chance I get, I drag it
Connect to his top, he laggin', damn
Every trip, we causin' madness
I'm talkin' facts, not braggin'
New Glock, it don't need attachments, ****
Dummy got hit 'cause the dummy was lackin'
If I send a blitz, I'm somewhere relaxin'
Like a mummy, wrap em
Blitz, Blitz both ways, we trap em'
UPS, we pack 'em, ****
I'm in the field like Jackson, Grahh
[Verse 1: DeeBillz]
And tell 'em free Shiek out the box
****, this money we gettin' a lot
Only **** I'm duckin' is cops
Seen a flash, he duckin' his top
Grah, bitch, I'm the face of the block
They know, they know that we got it on lock, Grah
The opps shoot like Simmons
Ddot ben and throw like ten Grah
****, shootin' and brickin'
Gotta die we not makin' amends, Grah
And bro threw a lot out the G
If he try to run, we shoot off the feet, Grah
Stand over just so he could see
The face of the four and the face of this beam, bitch
Tell em’ Free B.B. Drew, Shiek and Thunder
Bro made it pour in the summer
One spun through, caught a shot what a bummer
**** be thinking they dumb, but brody is dumber
And he tryna put one under
He tryna pull up and work on that jumper
On the bro's, I'm swingin' the V on the belt
Swimming through shit like Phelps
He push up, I'm makin' him melt
Damn, dummy got hit in his shit
Why **** be lackin' for drip
Like a Beyblade, bro let it bow, bow
And we tryna find where they hide out
I heard they wanna see what I'm 'bout
Tell 'em **** to pull up and find out
Grahh, we caught a opper, he froze like mannequin
**** see us, and **** be panickin'
Opps callin' my line, not answerin'
[Hook: DeeBillz]
Think it's time I turn up my savage
Every chance I get, I drag it
Connect to his top, he laggin', damn
Every trip, we causin' madness
I'm talkin' facts, not braggin'
New Glock, it don't need attachments, ****
Dummy got hit 'cause the dummy was lackin'
If I send a blitz, I'm somewhere relaxin'
Like a mummy, wrap em
Blitz, Blitz both ways, we trap em'
UPS, we pack 'em, ****
I'm in the field like Jackson, Grahh
Written by: Dylan Robertson, Koi Gayle