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Cyclops
167
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cyclops foi lançado em 30 de outubro de 2020 por Feni como parte do álbum FeniWorld
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ÁlbumFeniWorld
Data de lançamento30 de outubro de 2020
SeloFeni
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM92

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Feni
Feni
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Adrian Cardenas
Adrian Cardenas
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Timeline
Timeline
Produção
Andres Farias
Andres Farias
Engenharia (masterização)
Dav D Beats
Dav D Beats
Engenharia (mixagem)
Kelvin “Keflon Don” Hogand
Engenharia

Letra

Like aye
Have you ever had a paper route
Tuck-in like you throwin' paper
Still ain't fina make it out
The city where your closest people try so hard to take you out
Oh the kid ain't tryna break his chip
We had to shake him out, Aye
Oh they ain't heard of them Bankbros
Oh my God, he got them jeans with the wings on
Snakes in the grass, stuck like they got stakes on
The money convos ain't short, it might take long aye
Man down but he's not mine
I get dough, for any n**** think I fall behind
I buss a op or any n**** tryna take mine
Yea I'm like a Cyclops, baby there's only one I
Yea I'm drunk enough
Now these bitches think I'm Dumb Enough
Fuck you up, Now she pistol-packing
Ouu, I love it huh
Now we thuggin' up
Fuck it up or else I'll fuck you up
Cold heart, turn my eyes open now I run it up
Ain't no second place, Feni got it first
My chain still blingin' all in the dirt
Hennessy, but the perky hittin' first
Send your worst n**** we gone have him in the dirt
(Yea) My thumb hurts 'cus I'm thumbin' up
She gone fuck me first 'cus I'm comin' up
My money up, fuck a dutch
A woody got me stuck, the runtz I'm rollin' up
Plenty bottles in the room we fuck it up
My Smith &Wesson cost a buck just to grip it
I hit her, then like a bag of chips, I'm dipping
These skinny jeans, fat boys couldn't fit in
You fuckin' with the opposite, you must be tripping
Yea like Bruce Wayne
Swoop you in the night, All-black coupe aye
Dusse, Codeine With the sprite, Feelin' loose aye
Choosey, she a picky bitch, I bought her two aye
Your bitch in the mood I'm about to make her tie my shoe aye
Like aye
Have you ever had a paper route
Tuck-in like you throwin' paper
Still ain't fina make it out
The city where your closest people try so hard to take you out
Oh the kid ain't tryna break his chip
We had to shake him out, Aye
Oh they ain't heard of them Bankbros
Oh my God, he got them jeans with the wings on
Snakes in the grass, stuck like they got stakes on
The money convos ain't short, it might take long aye
Written by: Adrian Cardenas
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