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Interview
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Interview foi lançado em 8 de dezembro de 2017 por Quality Control Music, LLC como parte do álbum Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 1
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Data de lançamento8 de dezembro de 2017
EditoraQuality Control Music, LLC
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM66

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Buddah Bless
Buddah Bless
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Tyron Buddah Douglas
Tyron Buddah Douglas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddah Bless
Buddah Bless
Producer
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Recording Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Letra

[Verse 1]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 2]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
[Verse 3]
Don't ask me no questions in no more interviews
'Cause I don't really like to talk much
Not that I don't know how to speak
It's just you ain't paying me enough to talk much
[Verse 4]
Not paying attention to tweets
'Cause if I look at 'em, I'll wanna off something
On Instagram flexing Philipe
Like you the first, but I been bought one
[Verse 5]
Ain't posting no drank on the internet
But I be drinking codeine when that drought come
She told me she from Puerto Rico
But after that head, I asked where that mouth from
[Verse 6]
I knew that I was the outcome
Ask me where I get my style from
Sherbet cooking in the wild room
China plug out in Taiwan
[Verse 7]
No side where I come from
Cuban link on top of tennis bracelet
Another cuban link, that's on the right arm
My **** don't do no talking
They eyeing them **** to see what they on
[Verse 8]
With fashion I'm wilding, must have a stylist
Way that I put that shit on
Pull up I'm dropping the top on a don
[Verse 9]
Wrist glist', bitch, need a fix
Paranoid, watching cameras
Take a shit with my stick
[Verse 10]
Off the jet to my shows, back on jets with your bitch
She get wet out them clothes
Give her dick and that's it
[Verse 11]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 12]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
[Verse 13]
I make a hunnid thousand on an accident
Pushing weight, my pockets masculine
Ain't no **** running up and snatching shit
I was hoping not to have to whack a bitch
[Verse 14]
I just paid five hunnid K for the whip
I just paid one hunnid K for the wrist
Clarity, wedding band rings on my fist
It's a charity, giving out dick to your bitch
[Verse 15]
Bigger faces got me dripping lately
The chopper working what's the bitch-uation?
Mansion gated, gang affiliated
Trapping the bomb I had detonated
[Verse 16]
I stand int hat pot, make it incubated
Bought a plain watch, I didn't want the glacier
Hop on that jet, Gucci aviators
Three hunnid deep, ain't no gladiators
[Verse 17]
Got a big bank in my vault
Sharp shooters on the top of the roof
It's a hole in one, ****, like golf
**** out here throwing salt
[Verse 18]
I let the money go talk
I'm rich, you can see what I bought
I'm on Saturn, I'm sipping on cough
Cook the batter then send the work off
[Verse 19]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 20]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
Written by: Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball
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