Scriptures (feat. Berner) - Millyz: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Scriptures (feat. Berner)

365

Hip-Hop/Rap

Scriptures (feat. Berner) è stato pubblicato il 7 aprile 2023 da Perfect Time Music Group come parte dell'album Blanco 6

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita7 aprile 2023

EtichettaPerfect Time Music Group

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM82

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Millyz

Vocals

Berner

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

John Doe

Songwriter

Myles Lockwood

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cozmo

Producer

Testi

40 Autos for my hittas, bust a rollie, made it glitter

Walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Reposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

40 Autos for my hittas, bust a rollie, made it glitter

Walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Reposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

Keep it a hundred with you, I done had some money issues

And still broke bread, knowin' I barely had the crumb to give you

I caught that case from my dog when they rushed the spitter

You can't learn to be real, you gotta be fuckin' in it

Sometime the hate's around the corner and the love can trick you

Sometime this life will knock you off course, you must contend it

Brody pass the pole before we touch the venue

Ridin' with some big shit, let a gun the size of musket hit you

I feel like young Marshall in the trenches

Duckin' from the D's in 12, we got pistols with extensions

Remember slidin' in the center, now this car got an emblem

Spirit of ecstasy on the rolls, poppin' X with my grandmas

I'm geek, me and Chop Black strapped to Cervantes

Nipsey told me that he fucked with me down in Atlanta

Remember baggies on the table and the trap with the skin

I brought the chip back to my city, this Cuban chain like a band

Yeah, forty orders for my hitters

Bust a rollie, made it glitter, walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Raposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

Forty orders for my hitters

Bust a rollie, made it glitter, walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Raposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

I kept the rollie plain, little blue pills for the pain

White team, not a stain, hundred milli' from the game

Fuck a drizzle, it's the rain, I'm bout' to flood this bitch

Little bump off the block, they ain't cut this shit

Big ice cubes in my cup

Private room at Bellotto, me and Nas in the cut

Boy, this dash and this Benz, it's triggered by a pen

Watch the dash lift up, duck the gun, charge again

We goin' crazy on the East Coast, they wonder where I've been

Break that shit down, try to turn it into ten

When I made the top five, I made a couple heads spin

They sick or they mad, they wanna be my friends

From a block to a yacht, in the summer out in Greece

All bosses at the table, ain't no time for a leech

Throwaways, bein' wiped down with the bleach

Top down smokin', gettin' ashes on my seats, burn

Forty orders for my hitters, bust a rollie, made it glitter

Walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Raposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

Forty orders for my hitters, bust a rollie, made it glitter

Walkin' spots, they takin' pictures

Raposado in my liver, had to stand up and deliver

I treat this music like the scriptures

Written by: John Doe

Loading...