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Blasphemy
9607
Hip-Hop/Rap
Blasphemy è stato pubblicato il 12 aprile 2024 da Top Dawg Entertainment come parte dell'album Blasphemy - Single
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Data di uscita12 aprile 2024
EtichettaTop Dawg Entertainment
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM62

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ray Vaughn
Ray Vaughn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rayvon Welch
Rayvon Welch
Lyrics
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Composer
Ozan Yildirim
Ozan Yildirim
Composer
Michael Samuels Jr.
Michael Samuels Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boi 1da for 1da Boi Productions, Inc.,
Boi 1da for 1da Boi Productions, Inc.,
Producer
OZ
OZ
Producer
SMPLGTWY
SMPLGTWY
Producer
Arnulfo "Arnie" Reyes III at
Arnulfo "Arnie" Reyes III at
Recording Engineer
Devin Ragsdale
Devin Ragsdale
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Boyd
Andrew Boyd
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Engineer
Jayda Love
Jayda Love
Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Newborn tiger, I'm earning my stripes (Stripes)
Crosshair, bitch, it's on sight
Tippy toes if you try reaching my height
**** Fantasia can't read me my rights
I don't wanna fuck, you ain't even my type
**** wait to see me in person, then type
Only person ever put fear in me is Christ
**** getting parked for not sending out kites
[Verse 2]
Tell a **** line it up
Baguettes is diamond cut
Finger got paper cuts
Bitch, is you mines are what?
You know I'm a mac
This might be the final cut, the final touch
The game can get cold
We deckin' the halls if you ever sign us up
[PreChorus]
I'm just being me, don't be mad at me
You ain't gonna fuck me, that's blasphemy
I know the guys gon' blast for me
Louis V pouch at capacity
They can't make this in a factory
God just blessed me with it naturally
Green light but we still trafficking
Wake up broke, that's blasphemy
[Chorus]
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Used to play Dreamcast
Now I fuck up the forecast
Who eating? Let's DoorDash
I fuck up the forecast
[Verse 3]
Hey, hey
Since I was six, ****, I been flying first class
I don't fuck with birds, but a **** took bird baths
No yellow brick road, I had a dirt path
Ask my bitch, she gon' tell you I'm a dirtbag
Getting to the paper since PC had WordPad
Tables might turn, but I still gotta serve that
Make the wrong step, might end up with a toe tag
Boy, being broke ain't even in my vocab
[Verse 4]
Makin' big moves like Big Mama
Givenchy shirts, spent six hunnid
Make it rain on 'em all summer
Baby, go and get that rent money
She just came back from yamsterdam
Killa season, bitch, we killin' cam
All season, bitch, we killin' cams
Wavy ****, never give a damn
[PreChorus]
I'm just being me, don't be mad at me
You ain't gonna fuck me, that's blasphemy
I know the guys gon' blast for me
Louis V pouch at capacity
They can't make this in a factory
God just blessed me with it naturally
Green light but we still trafficking
Wake up broke, that's blasphemy
[Chorus]
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Used to play Dreamcast
Now I fuck up the forecast
Who eating? Let's DoorDash
I fuck up the forecast
[Chorus]
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Fuck up the forecast
Used to play Dreamcast
Now I fuck up the forecast
Who eating? Let's DoorDash
I fuck up the forecast
Written by: Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Samuels Jr., Ozan Yildirim, Rayvon Welch
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