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Slimery
1889
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slimery è stato pubblicato il 12 febbraio 2025 da Artist Partner Group, Inc. come parte dell'album Slimery - Single
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Data di uscita12 febbraio 2025
EtichettaArtist Partner Group, Inc.
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FullyChop
FullyChop
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damyron Wales
Damyron Wales
Lyrics
Luka Berman
Luka Berman
Lyrics
Keenan Melvin
Keenan Melvin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabe Lucas
Gabe Lucas
Producer
SPACE COUPE
SPACE COUPE
Producer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer

Testi

(Spacecoupe, take me to Pluto)
I'm on my block, same glitch, who say they slimin' me?
59th to Adapt, know for a fact I kept my 9 with me
Backdoors open, close that shit, this shit get slimery
AP on my wrist, boy, I can't wait, you know my time ain't free
Lil' bitch keep callin', it's startin' to feel like you stalkin' me
Death all in my face, it's like murder keep callin' me
We all on they block, one-eighty, but it's ninety degrees
You could hide anywhere, we tryna clap shit overseas
You could think I'm young, bitch
I got my plenty reach
Sit down in my class, the murder school, I'm finna fuckin' teach
Finna start a bakery
Put that pipe down, walk with me
I'm finna put him on a tee
Foenem hit my phone like, "What's the tea?"
Took his 23, know how that be
Walk up on him, we up on feet
Tap the switch, he run and creep
That G23 put him to sleep
Walk up on him, press delete
Uh, press, press, delete, delete, you know?
Delete him, you already know that
Get his ass out of here or somethin'
Delete him from the game, you know?
I'm on my block, same glitch, who say they slimin' me?
59th to Adapt, know for a fact I kept my 9 with me
Backdoors open, close that shit, this shit get slimery
AP on my wrist, boy, I can't wait, you know my time ain't free
Lil' bitch keep callin', it's startin' to feel like you stalkin' me
Death all in my face, it's like murder keep callin' me
We all on they block, one-eighty, but it's ninety degrees
You could hide anywhere, we tryna clap shit overseas
Boy, I got rank
I'm finna teach you somethin'
Written by: Damyron Wales, Keenan Melvin, Luka Berman
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