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Speed
2111
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Speed został wydany 4 grudnia 2015 przez Atlantic Records jako część albumu Canal Street Confidential
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Data wydania4 grudnia 2015
WytwórniaAtlantic Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curren$y
Curren$y
Vocals, Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Caserta
Nathaniel Caserta
Songwriter
S. Franklin
S. Franklin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciollo
Fabian Marasciollo
Mixing Engineer
Purps
Purps
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Speed boat slow from the coast
Binoculars watch the bills flow
The show tryna find ways to tax this dope
Slinging bars like soap
Bitches high off of these lines like coke
Listening with they eyes closed with no clothes
She wanna fuck because of my flow
It's like I got X pills inside my quotes
Smoke keep me on a high note
Oldies playing in my Chevrolet
Game make them ladies wanna stay
Slide all night, bust moves all day
It's just the Jet way
No time to sleep cause that won't get me paid
Don't make sense if it don't make dollars
Excuses won't start my Impala
If it ain't about no paper then I holla
Came through kilt ****
Satellite coupe with the new stickers
Never running with no new ****
Just my OGs and some cool bitches
Bad ones, I know what to do with 'em
I don't buy no bags I just get 'em high
All she really wanted to do was ride
I'ma let her, won't sweat her
No pressure, let her decide
She smart she gon' definitely choose what's better
Autumn weather in a vintage Iceberg sweater
Fly beyond measure
That's your girl you better check her
Cherry Beam was the drop Saab
Sipping past H-Boogie
He mad at his bullshit job
Mentality I had as a young god
Grinding hard to provide a yard
For my big dog
Rest in peace to the Jagg
May you mob
No love in the streets my ****
They don't give a fuck about you or me my ****
This the era where **** is killing they ****
And these bitches just mirroring the television
Fake hair, fake ass looking for a real one
Dreads tryna fuck a **** with a million
And do anything to get one
Written by: Nathaniel Caserta, S. Franklin
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