ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BashfortheWorld
BashfortheWorld
Vocals
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
Oodaredevil
Oodaredevil
Vocals
800Kay
800Kay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Shannon
Caleb Shannon
Songwriter
Mark Walker
Mark Walker
Songwriter
Ryan Preston Adams
Ryan Preston Adams
Songwriter
Sebastian Martell
Sebastian Martell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
800Kay
800Kay
Producer

歌詞

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Flossin' up, tellin' 'em
[Verse 1]
Lil' bro just told this girl I'm fake, all this shit I did for bruh
Kept comin' around with his jewelry on, no cap, they rob lil' bruh
He had green written all over his body, he was like an Oregon duck
All the members probably havin' bowls, send some more up there
Interrogate me, I still won't talk like I got mornin' breath
Too many cars like a house, I buy Bottega like it's Ross
Fuck around, do you like Max Crosby, got ten Birkins in the closet
Lil' bro tried to call my phone, I blocked him, he told, I'm mad at you
Bruh left **** out on the concrete, no one talkin' 'bout Karrahbooo
Runnin' half way, I was 'bout to touchdown, stay in bounds
Can't control your team, you ain't no boss then, like Jaylen Brown
You ain't too confident (Free the bros)
It's hard to go to sleep when your bed a brick
You still got one foot in
Hope we leave before the feds hit
Fucked me up, my **** snitched, thinkin' bout it, that shit's mysterious
Bruh a vampire and a bitch, can't look hisself inside a mirror
I can drop the tape tomorrow and get to streaming like Tylil
Girl, you stifle, yeah
And we got a upset stomach, all this money, I die real
Girl, you stifle
[Chorus]
Aye
Oh, you got (Oh, you got)
Oh, you got (Oh, you got)
Oh, you got the problems and I got the answers
See me leaving the club with one of the dancers
I took too many chances on too many chances
I've got a habit of makin' it happen
Look at me now, what it do? I'm the captain
I'm swingin' my dope, slingin' dope, got it stackin'
You won't understand if you ain't never had it
Pull my chop', outta dope in the cabinet
I'm migo, I drop ski like a bandit
I do magic, my life cinematic
I don't ever panic, I'm takin' advantage
Louis V baggage, ain't none 'bout me average
[Verse 2]
Aye, 'cause I doin' what I'm 'posed to do
'Cause I doin' what I'm 'posed to do
Oh, you takin' pictures 'cause you with a **** and he let you post 'em too
You in the club with the NBA players, you poppin', you part of the chosen few
My neck and my wrist got it frozen too
But I'll change your life if you want, it depends
You know what you like, you ain't got to pretend
Don't try to ask me what I'm willin' to spend
If you askin' me, I want you and your friend
Who you tryna defend?
I'm doin' it all for the racks and revenge
Say you lost it all, migo, do it again, aye
I'm walkin' around with the thigh pads
Swerve this bitch till you feel like it might crash
That's the reason I got it, to drive fast
We flee from them bitches, I'm back in the kitchen
Stack up the digits, I move a lil' different
Keepin' my distance, I'm makin' it work
I'll be back in a minute
Show me what it's worth, ****, handle your business
[Verse 3]
Say it ain't 'bout no cash, I'll be right back
Two O still go shoebox, and then thigh pads
I'm the one, turn a sack to a contract
I had slept with the roaches, slept with the J's
But my T still ain't let me miss no class
When you did what you did, hurt me so bad
Can't act like I ain't see way before that
Um, 24-pack
Same clothes for three days, what you call that?
When I needed you most, you ain't call back
Not that other ****, bitch, I'll fall back (Okay)
I done turned nothin' to somethin'
And then I turned some to some more, and I started with an onion
You don't know my TT, you don't know my granny
And .223's, Two O started at the dungeon
And I sell water to a shark, and I sell air to a bird
If they let me bag it, playin' both sides
Probably a narc, paper work party, yes sir
Finna see who ratting it, uh
Two O know what you like, you ain't even gotta say it
It's both on our mind, I don't even got to play it
No other way, and it ain't got to be said
My other WEY slice off your neck, chop your head
[Chorus]
Aye
Oh, you got (Oh, you got)
Oh, you got (Oh, you got)
Oh, you got the problems and I got the answers
See me leaving the club with one of the dancers
I took too many chances on too many chances
I've got a habit of makin' it happen
Look at me now, what it do? I'm the captain
I'm swingin' my dope, slingin' dope, got it stackin'
You won't understand if you ain't never had it
Pull my chop', outta dope in the cabinet
I'm migo, I drop ski like a bandit
I do magic, my life cinematic
I don't ever panic, I'm takin' advantage
Louis V baggage, ain't none 'bout me
[Outro]
Doin' what I'm 'sposed to do
'Cause I doin' what I'm 'posed to do
Written by: Caleb Shannon, Mark Walker, Ryan Preston Adams, Sebastian Martell
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