HIGHROLLER — Joey Bada$, A$AP Ferg & Kelz2busy: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

Joey Bada$$, A$AP Ferg & Kelz2busy

HIGHROLLER

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Hip-Hop/Rap

HIGHROLLER foi lançado em 29 de agosto de 2025 por Columbia como parte do álbum Lonely At The Top

Informações da música

ÁlbumLonely At The Top

Data de lançamento29 de agosto de 2025

SeloColumbia

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM95

RESUMO

LETRA

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Joey Bada$$

Vocais

A$AP Ferg

Vocais

Kelz2busy

Vocais

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Jo-Vaughn Virginie

Jo-Vaughn Virginie

Composição

Matthew Jehu Samuels

Matthew Jehu Samuels

Composição

Darold Brown

Composição

Coleman

Composição

Arkele Brown

Composição

Jacobi Aiken

Composição

E. McCaine

Composição

C Slater

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Boi-1da

Produção

Augusto Sanchez

Augusto Sanchez

Engenharia (gravação)

Coleman

Produção

Joe Grasso

Engenharia (mixagem), Engenharia (masterização)

Ryan Kelly

Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)

Jacobi

Produção

Letra

[Intro]

Uh

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Blowin' money fast but we ride slow (Skrrt)

This lifestyle, we live to die for so bullets is hollows

Ain't no tellin' how it might go

Shooters hoppin' out with the mask

Watch his whole life flash, it's a slideshow

Every day is a dice roll, might get his head cracked

**** ain't playin' fair, tryna make his bread back

They go crazy when they see low green

When you get the hot hand, that kill they self-esteem

Street dreams are made of these

My uncle's whip just got seized for a hundred keys

Couldn't believe it when I heard the news

Though I always knew that the hustler spirit is in my blood

Just a different path I had to choose

I'm havin' it my way, ain't playin' by the rules

Real player in the game, could give you a pointer or two

Said when the odds against you, what you gon' do?

Gotta keep a winner's attitude or else you bound to lose

[Chorus]

Ooh, girl, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar

Baby, when I call you

You know that I mean it, babe

(I need it, babe)

Girl, I started from the bottom

But I fell harder

Baby, when I see your face

Money fix your problems

Lil' baby wanna touch my pockets

Tell me

What you want, I'ma cop it

I oughta tell you, baby

It's yours, it's yours

[Verse 2]

We just tryna thrive 'cause all we know is survival

Livin' in the concrete jungle, had to be tribal

Basic instincts, my second nature is primal

Any sign of a rival, dead on arrival

Every day, my **** gon' pray, hand on the Bible

On these streets, seen false prophets and false idols

Lotta **** claimin' they king and lost titles by they queens

Got they ass set up 'cause they was liable

I'm breathin' new life in the game, it's a revival

Left me no choice to take your spot, it was rightful

Life is a bitch and she back on her cycle

Can't stop till the chips I stacked tall as the Eiffel

My attitude's spiteful, my vision is insightful

Only downfall, at times I'm too prideful

I'm the king of poppin' shit but I ain't Michael

The bag's so long, look like I'm packin' a rifle

[Chorus]

Ooh, girl, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar

Baby, when I call you

You know that I mean it, babe

(I need it, babe)

Girl, I started from the bottom

But I fell harder

Baby, when I see your face

Money fix your problems

Lil' baby wanna touch my pockets

Tell me

What you want, I'ma cop it

I oughta tell you, baby

It's yours, it's yours

[Verse 3]

Came a long ways, only wanted that

You was fuckin' with them drug dealers out there sellin' packs

Had to let my money stack

Start to rap, got up in my bag, had to doubleback

Now I'm a star, hit you in that sweet with that honey pack

Unwrap, them bums clap while them guns clap

Shooutouts in your hood while I'm in it, I'm still gon' come back

I'm with all the smoke, I'ma hit it until my lungs black

Then you poke it out, I'ma stick it just like a thumbtack, woo

Jerking like you don't want that

I want you to lick it until your tongue chapped

Them diamonds be hittin' under Burberry mittens

Baguettie cut to precision, see, you ain't peep the vision

I been on a mission

Copped you a new Patti LaBelle, that's a new addition

Maybach, color Bobby Brown, this the new edition

[Chorus]

Ooh, girl, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar

Baby, when I call you

You know that I mean it, babe

(I need it, babe)

Girl, I started from the bottom

But I fell harder

Baby, when I see your face

Money fix your problems

Lil' baby wanna touch my pockets

Tell me

What you want, I'ma cop it

I oughta tell you, baby

It's yours, it's yours

Written by: Arkele Brown, C Slater, Coleman, Darold Brown, E. McCaine, Jacobi Aiken, Jo-Vaughn Virginie, Matthew Jehu Samuels

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