Jump - Kyvaille Edge: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Jump

Hip-Hop/Rap

Jump è stato pubblicato il 18 novembre 2022 da EDG Records come parte dell'album Jump - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumJump - Single

Data di uscita18 novembre 2022

EtichettaEDG Records

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM68

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kyvaille Navai Edge

Kyvaille Navai Edge

Songwriter

June Hopper

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

June Hopper

Engineer

Testi

This shit is elegant ignorance run me my chips

Only one sitting on shoulder that prick me with pitch

Runny drums under my tongue **** listen to drip

Pick a tune, trip, this shit mystical, lit

I feel like amaterasu

Hand on a pen that's alarming

Any kind nectar or jotter

I can't be biblical, too pessimist

But still, I feel like amateur god

Brandishing hammers no Hephae'

But jefe is edge I'm a cliff

She jump on when slumped otherwise I be too busy

Building aesthetics and shit

Editing pics, I'm blessed I'm a jack of all tricks

You jack off my vision is maximum I need a Maximoff bitch

She stuck in my passing conscious

The classy talk savage as shit

She backing up magic the hips

Y'all actin hard bout what you tucking

Like my pretty ass won't jab your jaw bitch

Merman three stacks taught bitch

I'm a great black shark bitch

I'm a great black shark bitch

Steve Harv' lookin way you gettin black balled bitch

Might get messy off a uhh, eyes get heavy off a puff

When I get a 01 drum I jump like

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

Might get messy off a uhh, eyes get heavy off a puff

When I get a 01 drum I jump like

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

We don't give a fuck about rumbling thunder around

What keeps a fish afloat, a scale with a pixel on indigo?

Inflate air to keep up a visual, the thought of flipping a fin?

What's power to switch it though, light in my brain that I click

Mind over frame when I lift, plus lug around this iron cape cause they slick

God, y'all bitches make me feel solipsistic

Soft lippin, y'all bitches, y'all uh

Soft spoken, whisper damn, misquote a **** dance

And tippy toe round **** damn I got fans and

I'm biggin' me up, I'm biggin' I'm biggin'

Spin each chicken eat at Popeyes no spinach

Pinnacle peak again every invention

Of pen that a rhythm could fit and

Center of synagogue tremble at this type of sinning

This hype of sentence

Roll up a spliff and

Hit it and embedded in it was fifty epiphanies, prolly forget 'em

They say pen is harder than scimitar scourge

But I need a pistol be letting off words

Ion even know why I give you hard verse

Cause my fucking bullet points ex caliber

She late to din' but she texting hors d'oeuvres

Feel faces angry at scent of a pharaoh

Might get messy off a uhh, eyes get heavy off a puff

When I get a 01 drum I jump like

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

Might get messy off a uhh, eyes get heavy off a puff

When I get a 01 drum I jump like

I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in the clouds

We don't give a fuck about rumbling thunder around

Written by: June Hopper, Kyvaille Navai Edge

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