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Vince Staples - Étouffée (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Vocals
Samuel Ivoko
Samuel Ivoko
Additional Vocals
Donald Robertson
Donald Robertson
Speaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Mike Hector
Mike Hector
Composer
Jahlil Gunter
Jahlil Gunter
Composer
Antoine Lee
Antoine Lee
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Hector
Mike Hector
Producer
Jay Versace
Jay Versace
Producer
whosantoine
whosantoine
Additional Producer
Joe Visciano
Joe Visciano
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

Every minute! That's how it be happin' This for all my niggas trappin' out abandoneds (this for my niggas) For my ladies on stage ass-clappin' Transactions, 'cause your momma need a mansion Get crackin', put them niggas in a casket (R.I.P., man down) Can't forget the shit they did to your lil' brother'nem (dead homies) Shed so many tears, lost a hundred friends Every time I see them niggas, I'ma need that (on the hood) Believe that (I'm not lying) Label tryna give me feedback, told me "Bring the streets back" Fans said they want 2015 Vince Dropped Big Fish, cuh been weak since (cuh be trippin') Damn, tell me how you really feel (that's how you feel?) And, all I wantеd was a couple mill' (that's all I wanted, okay) Make thе city proud (hood) Put it on 'fore them crackers come and tear it down What are you about? In the ghetto, I'm a martian Crash-landed in them dirty ass apartments Stay solid, I'll forever be the hardest Big timin', like them niggas in New Orleans Grill shinin', like them niggas from Magnolia Chopper City in the ghetto, I'm a soldier now Where they at? Get the gat, ha Where they at? Get the gat Money growin' on trees, niggas hangin' on palm, smoker spillin' OE Code 3-0-4, she don't want a sixteen Renegade on the blade, makin' tricks, buy her treats No love, I'ma sleep with my weapon (on hood) Porsche 911, slide through the section (on hood) Gotta show my homies I'm on now Both soles on the ground, never sold out What you know 'bout this? (this?) No glitz and glamour Pole hangin' out of my Polo pajamas Fades gettin' ran, gotta watch for the cameras Before you get freaky, can't fuck with no random These bitches is sneaky If police come ask you (uh-huh, yeah), then you never seen me The ghetto will trap you, but I love it Yeah, I love this shit, on crip (65th Street) In the ghetto, I'm a martian Crash-landed in them dirty ass apartments Stay solid, I'll forever be the hardest Big timin', like them niggas in New Orleans Grill shinin', like them niggas from Magnolia Chopper City in the ghetto, I'm a soldier now Where they at? Get the gat, ha Where they at? Get the gat Oh, we need nobody else but God That's all we need, you understand what I'm sayin'? Everybody else, everybody else is sour, you know what I'm sayin'? Everybody, family turn your back on you, everything You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Do you know one thing, you gotta soldier like him I'ma stay solid, baby, to the bone gristle You know me, you understand what I'm sayin' Off the top, yo I don't need your flowers, I'm livin' First time I seen a million dollars, I squinted Bro gave me a pack to help me hustle, some midget Came a long way from them project buildings That's where granny went when she left Louisiana Tryna dodge Jim Crow, but you can't escape the Massa Stained glass windows kept my vision from the pastor I'm probably finna go to Hell, but it don't matter Seen Heaven on Earth (Earth), nah, I could've been up on a shirt If I ain't get my shit together, go to work I been hittin' licks since F.L.I.P. vs. F.L.I.R.T.S Ridin' with the stick like witchcraft Findin' beauty in the darkness like Rembrandt Everybody gang, gang, gang, 'til it get bad Do you hearin' me? The ghetto is a mismatch You ain't never finna win that, nah In the ghetto, I'm a martian Crash-landed in them dirty ass apartments Stay solid, I'll forever be the hardest Big timin', like them niggas in New Orleans Grill shinin', like them niggas from Magnolia Chopper City in the ghetto, I'm a soldier now Where they at? Get the gat, ha Where they at? Get the gat In the ghetto, I'm a martian Crash-landed in them dirty ass apartments Stay solid, I'll forever be the hardest Big timin', like them niggas in New Orleans Grill shinin', like them niggas from Magnolia Chopper City in the ghetto, I'm a soldier now Where they at? Get the gat, ha Where they at? Get the gat
Writer(s): Antoine Lee, Jahlil Gunter, Mike Hector, Vince Staples Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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