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Drivers

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Drivers foi lançado em 4 de outubro de 2018 por #KillOffKilly como parte do álbum There's Only One

Informações da música

ÁlbumThere's Only One

Data de lançamento4 de outubro de 2018

Selo#KillOffKilly

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM139

RESUMO

LETRA

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

President T

Interpretação

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Anthony Harris

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Whiteboy

Produção

HollowTrap

Produção

Letra

[Verse 1]

I don't trap, I don't trap

Son of bitch ball, why don't you just go home?

That's your home, are you too good for your home?

Answer me

[Verse 2]

These man are talkin' like there's a strap in the waist

I come around, X5, two straps, bare face

T was around when you was in your father's balls

All of my gang, them are drivers, nobody stalls

Please don't claim to be riders

When Babylon falls, these men are makin' Babylon calls

Make that arenas, festivals, and halls

Prez is cool, but Tony's takin' jewels

Showered in April, touched a couple fools

Can't see any oops, too busy upgrading my tools

[Verse 3]

Yeah, get off of me

I've been around for a while

Somebody tell me, will they respect it?

Approached a cat with length, they were like Prez, I'd rather inject it

I owe money to the courts, even the bailiffs couldn't collect it

Trigger or bass, someone select it

Yeah

[Verse 4]

Live or clash, I mean, I come light with the cash

Might go drillin', nine on my dash

None these guys are killin', grime on smash

Man wan to push big whips, they crash

I'm wanna ride with clips and mash

I don't want to bust two shots at your 'tache, wow

Prez, them not smokin'

Take man for pussy, he'll I think I'm jokin'

Leave your block, I'll leave your t-shirt soakin', what?

Me and these MC guys ain't size, never been to the wings

Aim two slugs at your thighs, real badman don't get butterflies

Wait till my star dog dries, nobody's worked out that I'm a member

Started in March, shots carried on till mid September

Nobody knows what level man's on

These pussy hoes, I will never bank on

I'm from the N to the seven where it's all hand on, yeah

[Verse 5]

All of my gang, them are drivers, nobody stalls

Please don't claim to be riders

When Babylon falls, these men are makin' Babylon calls

All of my gang, them are drivers, nobody stalls

Please don't claim to be riders

When Babylon falls, these men are makin' Babylon calls

[Verse 6]

All of my gang, them are drivers, nobody stalls

Please don't claim to be riders

When Babylon falls, these men are makin' Babylon calls

All of my gang, them are drivers, nobody stalls

Please don't claim to be riders

When Babylon falls, these men are makin' Babylon calls

Written by: Anthony Harris

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