Spose — Devil’s Game: тексты песен, клипы и концерты

Devil’s Game

4

Hip-Hop/Rap

Трек «Devil’s Game» вышел в 1 октября 2018 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Preposterously Dank Entertainment»)Nonperishable

Информация о песне

АльбомNonperishable

Дата релиза1 октября 2018 г.

ЛейблPreposterously Dank Entertainment

ЯзыкEnglish

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM95

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

Spose

Исполнитель

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Mike Be

Продюсер

Слова

Yeah, uh, nickels please

Yeah, can I get a Heineken?

Thank you

World Cup on the flat screen silent

Chips stacked up like a castle on an island (Stack)

Mustard colored nickels

Winning so I'm feeling like I'm all that

A bag of chips plus a couple pickles (Woo)

Aroma of tobacco in the chamber

As the slot machines babble out in eastern Pennsylvania

I started out with two Franklins, I'm up to eight, what

Old Asian lady next to me too much makeup

I look away, never envisioned the wheel

But my number kept falling like drunk bitches in heels (29!)

See I don't change, I always stay the same

Since this Russian chick in Cleveland told me it's the Devil's game

I had past bummers, but made cash from it (Cash)

Since last summer betting only black numbers

Today's no different so I'm sticking with it (Sticking with it)

Black 29 hit twice, magnificent (Yeah!)

I should've colored out but kept playing like an idiot

Castle started crumbling, I'm playing just the minimum (Two!)

Red kept falling like a bloodbath

Down to just a hundred so I'm plotting on a comeback

Dude sits next to me, he lights a Camel

Exhales the smoke in my face and on my flannel

What kind of douche motherfucker is this?

So I'm plotting on his death as I pepper

My chips (Kill this motherfucker)

My number hits but he's smoking in my grill piece

I hate cigarettes even though I smoke

The ill weed (Smoke the ill weed)

I'll place one more bet and then color out (Uh)

My triumph quickly turned into a bummer now

The number falls, red 21, fuck, I've been here before

But the dealer put the marker on 18 by mistake

And then she cleared the board (18!)

I didn't have chips on either square

So I started bouncing but the cigarette

Dude winks and makes an announcement

He's like, "Yo, yo, that's not fair

You put the marker on 18, that's the wrong square (Uh huh)

You already wiped away the chips from 21

But me and this guy had the chips stacked to the sun" (We did)

He's pointing at me, the dealer says "Oh shit" (Oh shit)

She got no way to verify so we both hit (Yeah)

That's 45 to 1, each on five nicks (That's what I'm talking about)

That's a grip equivalent to Pringle's

Truck full of chips (Stack 'em up)

I gave 'em daps, bounced, that's just the predicate

Then me and J. Karon drove to Connecticut

Written by: Michael Bouchard, Ryan M. Peters

Подвал Shazam

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