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Scriptures
11 457
Hip-Hop/Rap
Scriptures foi lançado em 7 de junho de 2019 por 300 Entertainment como parte do álbum Scriptures
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Data de lançamento7 de junho de 2019
Editora300 Entertainment
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM134

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Mosley
Jordan Mosley
Songwriter
Jose Velazquez
Jose Velazquez
Songwriter
Justin Mosley
Justin Mosley
Songwriter
Keanu Torres
Keanu Torres
Songwriter
Luis Federico Vindver
Luis Federico Vindver
Songwriter
Mathias Liyew
Mathias Liyew
Songwriter
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ambezza
Ambezza
Producer
Angel López
Angel López
Producer
Federico Vindver
Federico Vindver
Producer
Justin Mosley
Justin Mosley
Producer
Keanu Beats
Keanu Beats
Producer
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Producer

Letra

[Verse 1]
Ayy, thick white bitch, Iggy
Bust on her back, Ricky
Only tote Glocks, I'm picky
We'll make **** get out of the city
Ay, hurt my thumb loadin' the K
Turned to a opp, they lead him astray
You know when I'm talking them killers obey
Like, "Go put that young **** head on display"
Free my ****, it ain't gon' be long
They ain't forget who ain't pick up the phone
Keep tryna diss me, he tryna get known
The corner gon' know you when we take your soul
[Verse 2]
I run with murderers, killers
Bitch get wet, rivers
Then get cut off, scissors
I speak the truth, scriptures
Big chopstick got wood, splinters
Don't see in the mirror that's a mixture
Got richer and bought me a Richard
I still give my hitman your picture (Go get him)
[Verse 3]
These **** broke, we fixed
You can shoot at my hoe but you know you gon' miss (Try it)
Look at these VVS, how these bitches hit
My wrist dripping like I done slitted this bitch
Jet on the way to Dominico
Lil' bitch threw me off, too much Silicon (Word)
I bought the whip with the ceiling gone (Ceiling gone)
Countin' dead faces in the living room (In the living room)
Ten bedrooms but I live alone (Live alone)
Chops in this bitch, I ain't here alone
If I'm beefing with him, his family should cherish they time
'Cause he won't be here long
Y'all been beefing for a year long (Y'all **** playing)
Ain't nobody died yet? (Nobody died yet?)
I don't know what would happen if a **** snatch my chain
'Cause ain't nobody tried that
[Verse 4]
I run with murderers, killers
Bitch get wet, rivers
Then get cut off, scissors
I speak the truth, scriptures
Big chopstick got wood, splinters
Don't see in the mirror that's a mixture
Got richer and bought me a Richard
I still give my hitman your picture (Go get him)
Written by: Terry Wallace, Mathias Liyew, Jordan Mosley, Justin Mosley, Timothy Mosley, Keanu Torres, Jose Velazquez, Luis Vindver Arosa
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