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Sirens

Hip-Hop/Rap

Sirens è stato pubblicato il 29 dicembre 2023 da DoTooMuch Records come parte dell'album So Ready

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita29 dicembre 2023

EtichettaDoTooMuch Records

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM144

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

D.T.M. Cash

Songwriter

Prod. QWentCrazy

Prod. QWentCrazy

Songwriter

Testi

(Codeine dipped blunt, bitch)

(Ain't sipping no punch, bitch)(Oooohhhh)

(Bro said make a turn, I'm so damn high, don't know which one, bitch)(Oooohhhh)

Rockstar (Rock)

Rockstar (Rockstar)

Got my diamonds blinging, Elliante (Uh, Uh)

I just really poured up all my drank up in a fanta (Uh, Uh)

**** talking hot, we keep that fan tucked

Codeine dipped blunt, bitch (Codeine)

Ain't sipping no punch (Nah)

Bro said make a turn, I'm so damn high, don't know which one (On God)

Know I been outside playing with sticks and on the run (On God)

Like I heard them sirens and I got a fucking gun (Run)

(Ehh)

Police never ever catching, I ain't ever lacking (Ehh, Eh-Ehh)

I got a **** that's deep into trapping, he said that I'm making em happy (Ehh, Eh-Ehh)

Move out my city, I'm making it happen, magic, don't know how it happen (Ehh, Eh-Ehh)

I see these funny **** get to acting, watch us pull up get to clapping (Ehh, Eh-Ehh)

You get to acting, get to putting on a show (Pussy)

Up that stick, now he froze, Ima let it go

You really bout that shit?

Say you slanging that iron, better pop that shit (Hell Nahhh)

Four lines, we dropping that shit

Up in my car, no top on that bitch (Hell Yeaaa)

**** hit my phone up like I even fucking know em (No, I swear I don't)

Ain't no quota, Ima show em, auditorium (Yea, put on a show)

I don't show too much emotion, guess I'm boring huh (Yea, Huh, Huh)

I say fuck them **** if **** ain't really bout me

(Fuck em)

My whip push to start no key

Know ya like to see (Huh Huh)

Only Lay was throwing B

Daddy throw GD (Pop)

Throw pitchfork, it's up in me (Go!)

This shit what I bleed (Ha, ha)

Black flag fred gone blow for me (Fah)

Put you on a tee

I was stepping family functions in them shell-toes (Yea, On God)

Bought two Oxy thirties outta state, he finna mail those (Wha?)

You running routes, we strapping that like velcro (Lockdown)

We gon stop yo bullshit from the get go (Get go!)

My boy kyle, yea he a soldier like commando (Huh Huh)

Better tip-toe, pussy ****, get low (Huh Huh)

Ian trusting ****, slime em out like sito (Huh Huh)

Rockstar

Rockstar

Got my diamonds blinging, Elliante

I just really poured up all my drank up in a Fanta

**** talking hot, we keep that fan tucked

Codeine dipped blunt, bitch

Ain't sipping no punch

Bro said make a turn, I'm so damn high, don't know which one

Know I been outside playing with sticks and on the run

Like I heard them sirens and I got a fucking gun

Written by: D.T.M. Cash, Prod. QWentCrazy

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