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TH2DH
23 984
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór TH2DH został wydany 23 sierpnia 2024 przez Motion Music/Atlantic jako część albumu Mr. Skii
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Data wydania23 sierpnia 2024
WytwórniaMotion Music/Atlantic
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM125

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luh Tyler
Luh Tyler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Duggins
Adam Duggins
Songwriter
Charles Bobbit
Charles Bobbit
Songwriter
Corey Evans
Corey Evans
Songwriter
Darryl McCorkell
Darryl McCorkell
Songwriter
Di-Mario Leung
Di-Mario Leung
Songwriter
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Songwriter
Harry Wayne Casey
Harry Wayne Casey
Songwriter
Irvin Whitlow
Irvin Whitlow
Songwriter
James Brown
James Brown
Songwriter
JOSIAH MUHAMMAD
JOSIAH MUHAMMAD
Songwriter
Katrina Taylor
Katrina Taylor
Songwriter
Maurice Young
Maurice Young
Songwriter
Michael Bonsu
Michael Bonsu
Songwriter
Rick Finch
Rick Finch
Songwriter
Tyler Meeks
Tyler Meeks
Songwriter
Mark Seymour
Mark Seymour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Mixing Engineer
Brizzy On Da Beat
Brizzy On Da Beat
Producer
Cheeze Beatz
Cheeze Beatz
Producer
DENOWHATSPOPPIN
DENOWHATSPOPPIN
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Chorus]
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high
Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down
Yeah, all the bad bitches outside
Yeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the house
Swear I been a real **** all my life
Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five
You ain't tryna run it up, boy, you fried
Ain't shit but that money on my mind
[Verse 1]
Every single day, I be on the grind
All that shit fake, **** just rhyming
****, take the cap off, quit lying
****, I just wanna shine like my diamonds
On the way to the top, I been climbing
I been smoking za, gettin' higher than the pilot
Stackin' all this guap, ****, now my money piling
Finally, all this hard work done paid off
How the fuck I woke up to a check on my day off?
Brodie been swingin' them sticks, he don't play golf
Got a hood bitch, she'll spray you with some mace, dog
Until you come up, all you gotta do is stay down
In the party, brodie got it tucked, he don't play 'round
All I gotta do is spit a bar to get paid now
And they know my bro'll lit a spark if it came down to it
Bitch at the spot, ass up and her face down (Ugh)
[Chorus]
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high
Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down
Yeah, all the bad bitches outside
Yeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the house
Swear I been a real **** all my life
Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five
You ain't tryna run it up, boy, you fried
Ain't shit but that money on my mind
[Verse 2]
Ain't my birthday, but I run that cake up
I'm a real stoner, fire it up on the wakeup
You just now got you some money, boy, you late, bruh
I'm tryna ball on 'em, I don't got no time to lay up
**** be tellin' fake stories, yeah, they made up
She was trippin', had to tell her tie her lace up
When you finally get you some money, they gon' hate you
I ain't never need a bitch, all I need is that paper
That ho catfish, she ain't shit without makeup
Big bitch, shorty got that ass, told her, "Shake somethin'"
Big blick, brodie's stick look like a ray gun
All these broke **** what I gotta stay 'way from
How the fuck you say you got a bag, but ain't made nothin'?
If it ain't about a bag, then don't say nothin' to me
Livin' dreams with my day-ones
Ice on my neck, young **** spent that pape' on ten
[Chorus]
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high
Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down
Yeah, all the bad bitches outside
Yeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the house
Swear I been a real **** all my life
Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five
You ain't tryna run it up, boy, you fried
Ain't shit but that money on my mind, yeah (Cheeze)
[Outro]
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Skii
Written by: Adam Duggins, Charles Bobbit, Corey Evans, Darryl McCorkell, Di-Mario Leung, Fred Wesley, Harry Wayne Casey, Irvin Whitlow, JOSIAH MUHAMMAD, James Brown, Katrina Taylor, Mark Seymour, Maurice Young, Michael Bonsu, Rick Finch, Tyler Meeks
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