Kick Flavor - Real Boston Richey: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

Real Boston Richey

Kick Flavor

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Kick Flavor은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2024년 11월 8일일에 Freebandz Global/Epic에서 발매되었습니다.Richey Rich

곡 정보

앨범Richey Rich

발매일2024년 11월 8일

라벨Freebandz Global/Epic

멜로디에 강한 음악

어쿠스틱 악기 중심

발랑스

춤추기 좋은 음악

에너지

BPM89

개요

가사

크레딧

실연 아티스트

Real Boston Richey

Real Boston Richey

보컬

작곡 및 작사

Jalen Taheen Foster

Jalen Taheen Foster

작사가 겸 작곡가

Delanious Leon Ward Jr.

Delanious Leon Ward Jr.

작사가 겸 작곡가

프로덕션 및 엔지니어링

D Dot Freezing

프로듀서

Ethan Stevens

믹싱 엔지니어

Victor "Vic" Luevanos

Victor "Vic" Luevanos

믹싱 엔지니어

Raheem "MixedbyHeem" Miller

Raheem "MixedbyHeem" Miller

녹음 엔지니어

가사

[Intro]

Huh

(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God), yeah

Huh

Yeah, bitch, huh, uh, uh

Yeah

Yeah, hold on

Come on, bring it in

Alright, right there, turn it up

Yeah, hold on, get like this

Brrt, ooh

[Chorus]

Kick flavor, I'm the shit, ain't I?

Used to post up on the block with a big banger

Pissy jit, I done growed up, now I'm the shit, ain't I?

Bought the bitch a car and bought her bags, but can't shit change her

Finally done ran it up, now I'm tryna get a crib in Coral Gables

Super piped up, get stupid, I'll bring a table, set the table

I seen a **** slimin' a **** he grew up with just for the paper

Me and my brother, we locked forever, this shit ain't Cain and Abel, uh

[Verse 1]

I done seen a **** I love call the tip line

My dog cuffed a ho, but when it came to my bitch, we flipped mine

Seen a **** do a drill, then pulled up and tried to switch irons

Me and you, we ain't the same, my opps, I done killed mines

So what you think I'ma do 'bout my baby, you abort mines?

Leave the club drunk, come home, eat it like a pork rind

They see this whip I'm ridin' in, they can't afford mine

I only'll claim a bad bitch, none of these whores mines

Mm, shit I think I want the Virgil handbag

I'm on ****' tops, same place where the bitch lace at

All them **** that slept on me, pussy ****, this the payback

Poppin' too much shit in the city, same place I caught my case at

Different ****, I still catch plays where I fuckin' lay at

The feds listenin', I take that back, they say I shouldn't even say that

I hit the hood, I ask them young **** what the fuck is payback?

I'm in MIA with a Coke-bottle-shape bitch, like where your waist at?

A different type of ****

Real rich **** and I'm playin' with different type of figures

A different type of head 'cause I'm totin' a different type of pistol

Hold on, ain't no rap ****, I go by a different type of system, uh

Deray don't answer, I call my mama phone like, "Mom, where Ray at?"

**** ain't swingin' the strap the right way, ****, I pull up and take that

I told that bitch I was on the edge, not talkin' where my tape at

Caught me down, my bitch cheated on me, I took her straight back

Came through, sprayed the ghost gun, tell them crackers to trace that

I been a big blood, you could pull up, ask K Stacks

Baby girl, your pussy good, why would you waste that?

Waste that pussy on a broke ****, it's hard to face that

[Chorus]

Kick flavor, I'm the shit, ain't I?

Used to post up on the block with a big banger

Pissy jit, I done growed up, now I'm the shit, ain't I?

Bought the bitch a car and bought her bags, but can't shit change her

Finally done ran it up, now I'm tryna get a crib in Coral Gables

Super piped up, get stupid, I'll bring a table, set the table

I seen a **** slimin' a **** he grew up with just for the paper

Me and my brother, we locked forever, this shit ain't Cain and Abel

[Outro]

(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)

Written by: Delanious Leon Ward Jr., Jalen Taheen Foster

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