ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sheck Wes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khadimou Fall
Composer
B. Trillos
Composer
Daniel Oron
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sheck Wes
Recording Engineer
Redda
Producer
Lick Twist
Producer
Jaime “Jimmy Cash” Lepe
Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
(Bitch)
Yeah, uh, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Still in this bitch with the same **** I came with
I'ma be honest, I don't feel no pain
I can't even see you through my shades, bitch
On the West Coast with a bad bitch in my coupe
She's used to the gangbangers
On the East Coast with the Lust Gang
On the block plottin', thinkin' 'bout what we takin' (Yeah)
On the road though, gettin' checks, uh
What a young **** makin'? Uh
I've been close to the angels, runnin' away from Satan, uh
As-salamu alaykum, uh, I bring home the bacon
Young Sheck Wes
[Verse 3]
I do not do Haram, uh, I eat the halal, uh
Pork, I ain't never taste it
Never had a nine to five or had the late shift
Moms had to work so I had to raise me, uh
'Cause shit was really hard, uh, it's different for us
Anythin' I wanted had to take it
[Verse 4]
Yeah, damn
I gotta go and get mine (Get mine, bitch)
I catch pussy, catch flights (Catch flights, bitch)
I just copped a new ride (New ride)
Used to finesse MTA for the swipe (MTA, swipe me)
Now it's different for us when I slide (Bitch)
Put this shit down, bitch, I'm stife (Whole gang)
Gang got guns and knives (Lust boys)
I'm from New York baby, you'll get sliced (Sliced gang)
Buck fifty baby on sight (On sight, ow)
[Verse 5]
I want horsepower, uh, I want the ice (Want the ice)
Used to lust and do bad crimes (Lust Gang)
Now they put me in the New York Times (New York Times)
Bring tears right to my mother eyes (Make her cry)
Play with my mother feelings you'll die (You'll die, pussy)
Gettin' that chicken, Popeyes (Popeyes)
Green like spinach, Popeyes (That pinach)
Pull up, Sheck Wes pop eyes (Pop 'em)
I don't touch bitches, but I pop guys (I pop 'em)
Light up my blunt and get high (Higher)
If shit get crook, I'ma rise (You could rise)
I pull up on rival (Arrive)
You know the scouts with the guys
Whole lotta guns like Condoleezza Rice (Yeah)
I call the shots like Condoleezza Rice (Seca)
[Verse 6]
I was in the projects eatin' that rice (Survivin')
Now a young **** order Wagyu (Bitch)
And I got bees up in my ride (In my ride)
They want me to do the deals (What?)
If you ain't got the millions, we can't sign (I'll wait)
Tell David they ain't got that chicken (That chicken)
We can't pay the price ain't right (At all, bitch)
'Cause it's Sheck, baby I been winnin' (Jack)
Man, that done changed my life (Facts)
Always keep a bad bitch we got to hide (Got to hide)
Got a whole lot of wins in my column (In my column)
And Dior shades all on my eyes (My eyes)
Gang pull up on a rival (Yeah)
And you know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
(Bitch)
Written by: Daniel Alexander Oron, Sheck Wes, Bryan Trillos

