Errbody
337,829
Hip-Hop/Rap
Errbodyは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2020年12月4日にQuality Control Music/Motown RecordsによりリリースされましたErrbody - Single
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
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ヴァランス
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ダンサビリティ
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エネルギー
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BPM70
歌詞
[Intro]
Firin' at everybody
Firin' at everybody (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Firin' at everybody
[Chorus]
I'm firin' at everybody
Helicopter the middle of the hood, I'm flyer than everybody
All this fame these **** be chasin', I swear I don't care about it
Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody
Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms
Caught a L, but I wish that they head shot him
Free my **** Long, yeah, the feds got him
[Verse 1]
I used to pray for a plug when we'd go out the way
Come back with a lot of them bitches
I used to dream about condos when we lived in Lenox
Now I stay on top of them bitches
I wouldn't give a damn if he ran him up a whole billion
I still wouldn't acknowledge the ****
He put my name in a song, what the fuck is he on?
I don't care, boy, we gotta go get 'em
House big as fuck in the middle of nowhere
I dick her down, I don't care what my ho wear
I made Lil' Cam spin a block on a 4-wheel
Nah, forreal, spin the block on a 4-wheel
Five million dollars, for me, that ain't no deal
I done made that times six in like three years
Off this rap shit, I can't even talk about this trap shit
I just hope they can take it, I keep me a stallion like Megan
A residency out in Vegas
Might fly to LA and go fuck with Lebron and the Lakers
Come back to Atlanta with Jayda
Bruh told us to take care of the neighbors and stack all the paper
Whatever we want, buy it later
I know how to shit on a hater and handle the business
Whatever God give me, I'm grateful
[Chorus]
I'm firin' at everybody
Helicopter the middle of the hood, I'm flyer than everybody
All this fame these **** be chasin', I swear I don't care about it
Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody
Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms
Caught a L, but I wish that they head shot him
Free my **** Long, yeah, the feds got him
[Verse 2]
Cartier watches for everyone 'round me
I ran it up, how the fuck could you down me?
She set for life, how the fuck is you clownin'?
Bought all this water, I'm never gon' drown
I'm in the yo', I'm perfectin' my sound
I helped them out and they let me down again
I ain't comin' back around again
Fell in love and I found a friend
I done geeked up the motor, my brother in prison in Polo
I jumped in the game and went loco, I put on these clothes like a hobo
That's layers of drip, I showed my ass in Phipps
You play, your man's get killed
Said that before, but I'm dead forreal
Lil' bro jumpin' 'round like his legs done healed
I ran it up off a vacuum seal
If I fall off today, I'ma legend still
Bruh showed me the way, I ain't never steal
This Glock ain't no prop, it'll pop forreal
I fuck with that syrup, I don't pop no pills
My young **** turnt, they don't got no deals
I need me a billion so I can chill
I'm drivin' like I ain't got no license still
My Trackhawk move like it got nitrogen, I'm poppin' seals
[Chorus]
I'm firin' at everybody
Helicopter the middle of the hood, I'm flyer than everybody
All this fame these **** be chasin', I swear I don't care about it
Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody
Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms
Caught a L, but I wish that they head shot him
Free my **** Long, yeah, the feds got him
[Verse 3]
I paid attention and found out the recipe
I take a seat, and they still won't get 'head of me
I'm on my shit, now a bitch can't get next to me
You ain't got a hundred thousand, you can't have sex with me
Ain't showed the best of me yet
And ain't in nobody debt, I'm somethin' like a vet
I bought my big brother a 'Vette
My numbers so good, my label prolly owe me a check
They play with Lil' Baby, I swear it's gon' go down
The biggest lil' **** that's over at Motown
Jumped off the porch and went straight kicked the door down
Flipped the clip, switch the clip, get some more rounds
Rappers fake and be hatin', I don't go 'round 'em
I took 12 on a chase, I had four ounces
Ask around, we them guys, I do no clownin'
If I can, I'ma try to keep the smoke down
Once it's up, then it's stuck, it ain't go down
Like to switch where I sleep, I got four houses
Everytime the heat come, I make four thousand
Big done gave me the game and I ran with it
Milked the game till I quit, I ain't playin' with it
Could've been hit yo bitch, I be sparin' ****
Make me mad, I'ma call up them grave diggers
Bought my mom a new crib and it's way bigger
Never been to it once, that's a great feelin'
I'ma go there when I get a chance
I lost five hunnid racks before I signed a deal
Swear to God, I still got my advance
Yeah, I'm lit I been savin' this guala up
Yeah, I hit, but she didn't get a follow up
Ain't no reason to beef with no one about none of these women, I promise they swallow us all
[Chorus]
I'm firin' at everybody
Helicopter the middle of the hood, I'm flyer than everybody
All this fame these **** be chasin', I swear I don't care about it
Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody
Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms
Caught a L, but I wish that they head shot him
Free my **** Long, yeah, the feds got him
Written by: Dominique Jones, Rai'Shaun Williams

