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Seventy-Five Tons
510
In Tour
Hip-Hop
Seventy-Five Tons è stato pubblicato il 29 ottobre 2021 da Jet Life Recordings/ SRFSCHL come parte dell'album Regatta
album cover
AlbumRegatta
Data di uscita29 ottobre 2021
EtichettaJet Life Recordings/ SRFSCHL
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM95

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Performer
Shante Franklin
Shante Franklin
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shante Franklin
Shante Franklin
Songwriter
Rory William Quigley
Rory William Quigley
Songwriter
Matt Carrillo
Matt Carrillo
Songwriter
Dane Orr
Dane Orr
Songwriter
Fred Lowinger
Fred Lowinger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Producer
John Sparkz
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Rolling while smoking
Look like I'm sleep but I'm focused
Red light creep slow but I don't stop for it
Young **** been on that grab-your-dough shit
And I don't wanna smoke no fourteen year-old kid
But them lil **** been pullin' off some grown shit
Cold game, my heart frozen
Watch golden, game, I stay on it
Shout out to the homie, paper chasers only
Others don't know me, they move too slowly
Presidential the status, my Rollie
Got rich and I stayed the old me
How many of them rap **** could say that?
Step off, Pinocchio, your nose growing
Fresh off the barge to the trunks to the cars
Now it's on the block and it's snowing
Coke so fresh white it's glowing
[Verse 2]
Rap on Xerox sheets, clean as Clorox bleach
Louis Vuitton low top sneaks
Them other **** can't go like me
Drunk on the PJ, no ID
[Verse 3]
Back of the Phantom, no drive in
Show you how to ball out responsibly
Spread some money around the town for a week
See some sights to see
With a bad bitch, keep it low-key
She think of me highly but we still creep silently
[Verse 4]
Rolling while smoking
Look like I'm sleep but I'm focused
The red light we creep slow, we don't stop for it
Them young **** been on that grabbing-your-dough shit
Cold game, heart frozen
Watch golden, game, stay on it
Shout out to the homie, paper chasers only
Others move too slowly
Presidential the status, my Rollie
Got rich and I still stayed the old me
How many of them rap **** could say that?
Step off, Pinocchio, your nose growing
[Verse 5]
Fresh off the barge to the trunks of the cars
Now it's snowing
So fresh white that it's glowing
[Verse 6]
Rap on Xerox sheets, clean as Clorox bleach
Louis Vuitton low top sneaks
Them other **** can't go like me
Drunk on the PJ with no ID
Back of the Phantom, no drive in
Show you how to ball responsibly
Spread some money out in the town for a week
See the sights to see
With a bad bitch but low-key
Think of me highly, we still move silently
Written by: Dane Orr, Fred Lowinger, Matt Carrillo, Rory William Quigley, Shante Franklin
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