クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carrion GodBle$$
Performer
J Higgz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javier Carrión Padilla
Songwriter
Jack Higgins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J.Moods
Producer
Spinnheli
Producer
歌詞
Carrión GodBle$$.
Yo soy su very favorito,
Soy su baby favorito cuando busca KIKI,
Me pregunto si tenia novia
y yo le dije que mejor le pregunte a TITI,
El día que repartieron el talento
to pa’ mi y yo les dije no PIKI,
Fuck a los que van de hermanos
y después son más ratones que MIKIE.
El ruido del motor suena mejor
que las voces que tengo en mi cabeza so,
BRUM BRUM.
Estoy en mi sillón con corona de espinas
y bebiéndome un vaso de Grey Goose.
A mi me miran to los tuertos
pero me escuchan hasta los sordos bro!
Me rezo a mi,
me entiendas ya?
lo entiendo bro.
Amén eih!
be your good,
ble$$ me god.
I got it,
tanto dentro que arde.
Tengo mi dios por dentro
pa’ que me cubra cuando me hablen,
Esos diablos que muerden
y a cada hombro me salen,
YAH YAH! YAH YAH!
Y a cada hombro me salen.
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God, Ble$$ me.
Fuck them, enemies.
True love, homies.
Fake friends, no peace.
God, Ble$$ me.
Fuck them, enemies.
True love, homies.
Fake friends, no peace.
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J.HiggZ.
Fake friends, enemies
I’m about to pull up with the remedy
I’m about to hit ‘em with the guillotine
Heads \'gonna roll when I step in the vicinity
Bad bish, Riri
Ass fat, 3D
Back to back this shit 3 peat
Backshot, deep throat yeah that gyal freaky
I ain’t got time for the bullshit
Pull up, hop out, air out the full clip
Boy you’re under pressure don’t lose it
If you say you’re loyal then prove it
Fake friends, enemies
I’m about to pull up with the remedy
I’m about to hit ‘em with the guillotine
Heads \'gonna roll when I step in the vicinity
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God, Ble$$ me.
Fuck them, enemies.
True love, homies.
Fake friends, no peace.
God, Ble$$ me.
Fuck them, enemies.
True love, homies.
Fake friends, no peace.
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J Dilla flow put a hole in ‘em Donuts
Cash rules everything they go nuts…
For the cheddar, for the green, for the paper
Attitude still celibate I give no fucks
Yeah they down for the ride if you monetize
Got her eyes on me ‘cus I’m on the rise
Business as usual I could care less
My fingerprints on these keys like R Les
Shawty, what\'s luv gotta do with it?
We can fuck all night until the music stops
Early morning wake up hit the studio
This a G’s paradise word to Coolio
Imma put in work until Julio
Church in the wild and I’m a born sinner
I’ve been tryna find some hope but the lights dimmer
It’s a cold world, fake friends, last dinner.
Written by: Jack Higgins, Javier Carrión Padilla
