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IDK & Denzel Curry & Maxo Kream - BULLETPROOF
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
IDK
IDK
Ведущий вокал
Denzel Curry
Denzel Curry
Ведущий вокал
Maxo Kream
Maxo Kream
Ведущий вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
IDK
IDK
Композитор
Denzel Curry
Denzel Curry
Автор песен
Maxo Kream
Maxo Kream
Автор песен
FNZ
FNZ
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
IDK
IDK
Продюсер
FNZ
FNZ
Продюсер
Calin Enache
Calin Enache
Мастеринг-инженер
Nathan Burgess
Nathan Burgess
Миксинг-инженер
Eden Eliah Nagar
Eden Eliah Nagar
Инженер звукозаписи
Ryan Youngblood
Ryan Youngblood
Инженер звукозаписи
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

First off, rest in peace to my dawgs You can feel the pain inside of my heart I was just a boy inside of the dark I grew up and now I see through the fog Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot Please don't make him pull up with that Draco (Brra, brra) Aim it at your noggin, give you halo (Fly, fly) Give him twenty bands under table (Right) He gon' paint his face like it's MAACO (Yeah) The shooter, he on payroll (Okay) I break it down like LEGO (Uh-huh) That boy the type to spin the nigga block like a dreidel (Right) And you know he ain't tellin' (Yeah), he always been a felon (Felon) His hammer got him dancin' up and down like they Ellen, uh (Shh) Now a nigga Margielin', uh New chain every time he send a nigga goin' up to live in Heaven, uh Four shots to the melon, uh Circle back if he ain't get him, uh More shots, now he got him, uh If you see a nigga talkin', uh Pop the trunk, is there a problem? Uh First off, rest in peace to my dawgs You can feel the pain inside of my heart I was just a boy inside of the dark I grew up and now I see through the fog Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot Neo off the Matrix, Maxo, Young Dolph bulletproof Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka Draco choppa aim at you This nigga actin' like he trappin', real-life cappin', he a ho For all that actin', get to clappin', shoot a nigga like B-roll You niggas straight bitch, fake hard, handicap crip Set ship, we go retard, lil nigga only six Can't count, Don't know the alphabet but he could load a hundred clip up in the AR Stevie Wonder, walk with sticks like Ray Charles First off, rest in peace to my dawgs You can feel the pain inside of my heart I was just a boy inside of the dark I grew up and now I see through the fog Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh) Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot
Writer(s): Michael Mule, Isaac Deboni, Denzel Curry, Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah Jr., Jason Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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