BLUE BUCKS – The Big Hash & Flow Jones Jr.: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

The Big Hash & Flow Jones Jr.

BLUE BUCKS

298

Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór BLUE BUCKS został wydany 15 marca 2024 przez Sound African Recordings jako część albumu HEARTBREAK HOTEL

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumHEARTBREAK HOTEL

Data wydania15 marca 2024

WytwórniaSound African Recordings

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM76

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Big Hash

Vocals

Flow Jones Jr.

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

REABETSWE KUNGWANE

REABETSWE KUNGWANE

Lyrics

Kholekile Thontsi

Kholekile Thontsi

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Michael Tuohy

Producer

Elöhim Diasonama

Elöhim Diasonama

Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]

Pop off

Yeah I had to pop off

Don't care what no bitch say

On your list, I'm top dog

[Verse 1]

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks

Write my ass a check

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut

Okay

[Verse 2]

Woah

Woah

Woah

Michael just sent me this chop

Elöhim, you home?

[Verse 3]

Ayy

Woah

Woah

Woah

Yeah

[Chorus]

Pulled up

Made the whole block throw they twos up

I'm in all white

****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks

Write my ass a check

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Yeah)

[Verse 4]

Work

That's what I put in (Huh)

Puttin' food in my fridge (Huh)

Feedin' my next of kin (Huh)

I been outside these days tryna get to the bag

My phone on DND

Locked in studio late night

Rap like Kanye, singin' like PND

[Verse 5]

I was with your bitch

Tryna put that mack on me

All kinda opps, even in my circle

Might need a strap on me

Pray for protection from that fake shit

Stayin' on track, homie

[Verse 6]

They love and hate me in their own time, guess that's fine by me, okay

Feelin' like Scrap from Love and Hip-Hop, they on my Deez-na-yeez

**** so low vibration

I'ma get high one man on THC

Bad lil' bae on my side

She attached to the hip

Got **** thinkin' we Siamese

She wanna know my government name

Don't Google it, bitch, I'm B-I-G

[Verse 7]

I'm P-I-M-P, P-double-O-P

That's what your boys on, ****, seven days a week

I don't play that, I'm playin' my cards right

Never play Blackjack with a black sheep

Tired of hearin' **** say they ain't even scratch no surface

I went and made the whole thing ashy

I ain't have shit in my name 'fore a **** got famous, I had to take a twelve man taxi

[Verse 8]

Purple syrup soda

Used to pour shit up in two cups

Thuggin' it out with the guys

Yeah, Flow my slime, yeah , that's my mucus

These **** step out of line one too many times, they gettin' their crew cut

The Za wasn't gettin' me high

I made a few calls and got me a new plug, okay

[Chorus]

Pulled up

Made the whole block throw they twos up

I'm in all white

****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks

Write my ass a check

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Yeah)

[PostChorus]

Pop off

Yeah I had to pop off

Don't care what no bitch say

On your list, I'm top dog

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks (Hey)

Write my ass a check (Yeah)

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Look)

Okay

[Verse 9]

I'm so busy

Gotta go hard, can't go back, ain't no Frisbee

Times were hard

This real life, ain't no Disney

Fuck a broad

That's on God, love can miss me

I was down on the floor now I'm standin' on business

[Verse 10]

Down bad, it was hard keepin' my head up but we up now

Send a text to my main thing, she gettin' piped up when I touch down

Young Biggy went independent, big boss, made a couple hunnid thou'

Standin' on business

You mentionin' money?

We could chop it up, ain't no Kung Pao (Let's go)

[Verse 11]

I'ma call back in a Jiffy if you back

If it's money, I'ma call back in an instant

Let's get back

I've been thinkin' 'bout Amiri Prada and 'em Louie tags

I been drippin'

Feelin' Gucci, lookin' like I'm Dapper Dan

[Verse 12]

I get plenty bags

Don't flaunt 'em all 'cause these hoes get attached

I can't trust a broad

They hop on IG live, put you on wax

So it's fuck 'em all, my circle small

My vision big, that's a fact

Phone on flight mode, on DND

Can't let her know where I'm at

[Verse 13]

When they call 'bout some money, you know I get aroused

I get straight to the right keys

I never had enough

They can't reach us no more, man

This shit gettin' tough

Jackie Chan, Chris Tucker, tryna get shit in a rush

[Verse 14]

Pramis, Jones (Hahaha)

I might go DM your ex 'cause I'm a rough rider, rough

I'm like yeah, yeah

That can't be us

Chasin' green like Nestlé, I need my racks up (Hey)

[Chorus]

Pulled up (Jones)

Made the whole block throw they twos up (Jones)

I'm in all white

****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks

Write my ass a check

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut

[PreChorus]

Pop off

Yeah, I had to pop off

Don't care what no bitch say

On your list, I'm top dog

[Outro]

EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks

Write my ass a check

I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut

Okay

Written by: Kholekile Thontsi, REABETSWE KUNGWANE

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