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ETA
130.119
Hip-Hop/Rap
ETA è stato pubblicato il 1 gennaio 2022 da Noizick come parte dell'album Mayhem
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AlbumMayhem
Data di uscita1 gennaio 2022
EtichettaNoizick
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM136

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noizick
Noizick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noizick
Noizick
Composer
Purnay Pednekar
Purnay Pednekar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noizick
Noizick
Producer
Mafia Music Group
Mafia Music Group
Editing Engineer

Testi

Driving in Liberty, GTA
I ain't giving you my ETA
Bitch, I'm here to set the record straight
No one cares about your V-V8
Rap City, I'm a cannibal
I'm an animal, you gon' relocate
Bars fired like a MAC-11
I'm a walking phantom, I don't ghost away
Driving in Liberty, GTA
I ain't giving you my ETA
Bitch, I'm here to set the record straight
No one cares about your V-V8
Rap City, I'm a cannibal
I'm an animal, you gon' relocate
Bars fired like a MAC-11
I'm a walking phantom, I don't ghost away
Left the Trail, left the fucking zoo
Pray to God they don't find the clue
Ajile shorts with the Nike shoe
Foie gras at the Rendezvous
Keep it under, all my whereabouts
All the other business made
Know they tryna fucking turn me down
Cause they know I wanna say
(yuh)
I am the Phantom that Rolls in your sleep
I am the Fashion, you can't go in deep
I am the mythical, lyrical, biblical
Critical, physical puncture indeed
Innovator, I'm the Monty Gator
You the duplicator of the shit that I do
Gladiator, you the fabricator
I'm just fucking greater for the shit that I blew
Yeah
Uh-huh
Woah
Woah
Driving in Liberty, GTA
I ain't giving you my ETA
Bitch, I'm here to set the record straight
No one cares about your V-V8
Rap City, I'm a cannibal
I'm an animal, you gon' relocate
Bars fired like a MAC-11
I'm a walking phantom, I don't ghost away
Driving in Liberty, GTA
I ain't giving you my ETA
Bitch, I'm here to set the record straight
No one cares about your V-V8
Rap City, I'm a cannibal
I'm an animal, you gon' relocate
Bars fired like a MAC-11
I'm a walking phantom, I don't ghost away
I be spitting spitting crisp
Prussian colour, walking Crip
I don't make the tea, I sip
Tell me why you got a (yuh, yuh)
Wish I really gave a fuck
All these bitches that you hit
All the Fentanyl, many Adderall
All these LSD you slip
H-E- fucking double hockey sticks
Pull up classy, we don't fuck with mids
Say she like me, that's so obvious
Sit back, tell me what the problem is
This ain't no game, ain't no joke, I'm so tired
Diana Burnwood, need my money wired
BAM! BAM! while I bust out your tyres
BAM! BAM! while I bust out your head
Stuck steady with my 4 seat belt harness
Shining all the way, you bitches need varnish
Dash the radish off, I don't need that garnish
You fuckers negative, you make me go tarnish
I ran outta topic, you ran outta options
I ran outta comments, you ran outta captions
I ran outta silence, you ran outta challenge
They ran outta balance, you ran outta (shit)
Make another one, break another one
Take another one, shake another one
Pop another one, cop another one
Stop another one, crop the other one
Drink another one, eat the other one
Save another one, beat the other one
Feel like Khaled, bring another one
Got the other one
Written by: Noizick, Purnay Pednekar
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