Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hadji Gaviota
Hadji Gaviota
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark George Hadji Paraskevas
Mark George Hadji Paraskevas
Lyrics
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Composer
Jerome Dineen
Jerome Dineen
Composer
Alex Hupp
Alex Hupp
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Producer
AyEx
AyEx
Producer
loe4t
loe4t
Producer

Letra

Hey, don’t play with my health
I got some friends who know Luigi
I know they pretending they can’t see it
Like they Stevie
I don’t do Ozempic
So my coffee got the stevia
Tryna give you wisdom
Like a tweet from wide receivers
I just got this whip
You know the plate is still the dealer’s
It’s a S-Class
Like it’s winning in a tier list
Arguing with Swifties
That’s the kind of fearless I am
My students in the Bronx
Tell me I’m too tact
Knew that I would pop
I am not you cats
Who only got one rap song
And turn to Rascal Flatts
They ain’t put in any work
And then they raps go flat
Do he rap or sing or rock?
It’s like oh my god choose
Now his YouTube pop
He think he oh my god shoes
Thoughts that’s in my head
Could turn Nirvana into Foos
Oughta keep it pushing
Cause I ain’t got shit to lose
All these dudes falling off
Like they deciduous
Last album pushing rock
Like I was Sisyphus
I just heard your last song
It gave me tinnitus
Ow, fuck
Hey, don’t play with my health
I got some friends who know Luigi
I know they pretending they can’t see it
Like they Stevie
I don’t do Ozempic
So my coffee got the stevia
Tryna give you wisdom
Like a tweet from wide receivers
I just got this whip
You know the plate is still the dealer’s
It’s a S-Class
Like it’s winning in a tier list
Arguing with Swifties
That’s the kind of fearless I am
I can’t wait forever
All this time I’m fed up
(All this time I’m fed up)
I could feel my fever
High high high
Irony is heavy
That won’t make you ready
You know it, I don’t
I don’t fear a thing
When I was 16
I used to skate through the streets of New York
I wasn’t quite Tyshawn
But I was decent for sure
Pops told me wear a helmet
What he preached, I ignored
Came one pothole away
From seeing the Lord
So today I’m strapping up to dodge a casket
Then I see the kids roll by
One in the seat, one in the basket
I wonder if they’d listen if I showed them the light
Cause when my dad crashed
A helmet prolly saved him his life, shit
Hey, don’t play with my health
I got some friends who know Luigi
I know they pretending they can’t see it
Like they Stevie
I don’t do Ozempic
So my coffee got the stevia
Tryna give you wisdom
Like a tweet from wide receivers
I just got this whip
You know the plate is still the dealer’s
It’s a S-Class
Like it’s winning in a tier list
Arguing with Swifties
That’s the kind of fearless I am
Written by: Alex Hupp, Jerome Dineen, Mark George Hadji Paraskevas, Nico Baran
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