Floating — Toosii: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

Floating

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Floating foi lançado em 18 de setembro de 2020 por South Coast Music Group como parte do álbum Poetic Pain

Informações da música

ÁlbumPoetic Pain

Data de lançamento18 de setembro de 2020

SeloSouth Coast Music Group

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM81

RESUMO

LETRA

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Toosii

Vocais

YoungTN

Programação

Berki

Programação

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Naujour Grainger

Naujour Grainger

Composição

Berkant Gunduz

Composição

Thanush Perinpanesan

Thanush Perinpanesan

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Toosii

Engenharia

YoungTN

Produção

Berki

Produção

Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry

Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry

Engenharia (mixagem)

Chris Athens

Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]

She like Birkin bag me, I'm classy

Bitch, get nasty and you got it

I might Forgiato my whip, 5% my tint, I ain't even go to college

And she ain't go to college, but the way she giving me head like she giving me knowledge

I know she a lil' freaky bitch, she gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it

Grip grain cop a two-tone, AP buss it all down, I'ma fill it all up with diamonds

And she don't even mind her mama, but she listen to me

She gon' do what I say like Simon

'Cause she know that I pop my shit

I'ma buy her Chanel whenever she want it

And I don't really do outside

Told the bitch I'm fine on the wining and dining

Ghost or the Dawn want a new Rolls

Covid, I'm booked for a few shows

I hit Rodeo for new clothes

Fuck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublo

And they know he if he blow, I blow, **** get hit, better dip like peacoat

I put 5% on my whip, but a **** like Curry, I'm a hundred from free throw

[Verse 2]

Who said what

We rock Cartier buffs

You can't play like you tough

Put 50, we double it up

**** get hit for a hundred, ain't got two-hundred, he like double or none

Bitch, you broke, you better off just tryna double yo cup

I'm tryna double my sluts

You know if she bad, I hit that

I be in a room full of **** who rich Rolex, AP have a wrist match

We drop a body bag, he drop a diss track

They like you fire, I ain't even lit yet

She be blowing mine and I ain't hit yet

I do everything them **** ain't did yet

[Verse 3]

She like Birkin bag me, I'm classy

Bitch, get nasty and you got it

I might Forgiato my whip, 5% my tint, I ain't even go to college

And she ain't go to college, but the way she giving me head like she giving me knowledge

I know she a lil' freaky bitch, she gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it

Grip grain cop a two-tone, AP buss it all down, I'ma fill it all up with diamonds

And she don't even mind her mama, but she listen to me

She gon' do what I say like Simon

'Cause she know that I pop my shit

I'ma buy her Chanel whenever she want it

And I don't really do outside

Told the bitch I'm fine on the wining and dining

Ghost or the Dawn, want a new Rolls

Covid, I'm booked for a few shows

I hit Rodeo for new clothes

Fuck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublo

And they know he if he blow, I blow, **** get hit, better dip like peacoat

I put 5% on my whip, but a **** like Curry, I'm a hundred from free throw

[Verse 4]

They know it get shell outside

Tell 'em let Rell outside

We could bring Hell to the Earth

But I'm still praying to God

I could put my right hand on the bible

Gang let it bang, when he slide

Them **** pussy, I can smell it

We ain't the same on our side

Tell me how you want it, just pick yo opponent, we all gon' do that

You think if you shoot at us, that a **** ain't gon shoot back

I just copped a two door convertible, push my roof back

They said what's after the storm so you know I had to bring the coupe back

We turn yo block to where we move at

White tees and we rock durags

Contemplating yo next move while I ran up a new bag

I don't fuck with ****, tell bro don't bring around no new cats

And I spent ten for the earrings, kept falling out, I needed screw backs

[Verse 5]

She like Birkin bag me, I'm classy

Bitch, get nasty and you got it

I might Forgiato my whip, 5% my tint, I ain't even go to college

And she ain't go to college, but the way she giving me head like she giving me knowledge

I know she a lil' freaky bitch, she gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it

Grip grain cop a two-tone AP, buss it all down, I'ma fill it all up with diamonds

And she don't even mind her mama, but she listen to me

She gon' do what I say like Simon

'Cause she know that I pop my shit

I'ma buy her Chanel whenever she want it

And I don't really do outside

Told the bitch I'm fine on the wining and dining

Ghost or the Dawn, want a new Rolls

Covid, I'm booked for a few shows

I hit Rodeo for new clothes

Fuck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublo

And they know he if he blow, I blow, **** get hit, better dip like peacoat

I put 5% on my whip, but a **** like Curry, I'm a hundred from free throw

Written by: Naujour Grainger, Berkant Gunduz, Thanush Perinpanesan

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