Slump6s — Rust: тексты песен, клипы и концерты

Rust

44

Hip-Hop/Rap

Трек «Rust» вышел в 22 июля 2022 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Field Trip / Republic Records»)Genesis

Информация о песне

АльбомGenesis

Дата релиза22 июля 2022 г.

ЛейблField Trip / Republic Records

ЯзыкEnglish

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM68

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

Slump6s

Вокал

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Namil Bridges

Автор песен

Christopher Quillin

Christopher Quillin

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Bhristo

Продюсер

Namil Bridges

Миксинг-инженер

Brandon Peralta

Brandon Peralta

Миксинг-инженер пространственного звучания

Слова

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Bhristo, talk to 'em, slime)

Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh

Yeah (Uh), yeah (Yeah), uh-uh

Yeah (Uh-uh), yeah (Uh-yeah)

Yeah (Uh-uh), yeah

[Chorus]

Damn, I just had a show in Miami, that ho on my phone sayin', "Let me in"

And I been fuckin' these **** hoes, I be feelin' so bad when they let me hit

"Man, I just got bodied by a seventeen year-old, man, I fuckin' hate that kid"

They be twenty-seven actin' like a three year-old, you can't even fake that shit

Ayy, heard you got shot and that's tough, mm

Got my bitch with me when I'm countin' up

All you **** be broke, you not countin' enough

Play with gang, little ****, you bound to get touched

In L.A. with lil' Bino, we ballin' like Chino

If he wanna play, then we turn him to dust

I got cheese like a pizza, these **** be crust

I got back in my bag, had to shake off the rust

[Verse 1]

Call of Duty, the sniper, it don't got a scope

I'm just shootin' this shit like we playin' on Rust

Stupid ho tryna touch on my pockets, I told the ho, "Watch it, I'm only with you for your butt"

Seventeen, I be walkin' in class after fuckin' an old bitch I met with lil' Zack at the club

Yeah, that boy wanna be 1500, uh-uh, these **** can't kick it with us

Nah, these **** can't kick it with gang

These **** be broke, they can't hang

She wanna fuck on the gang, 1500, but most of my **** is not legal age

But fuck it, she said I'm mature for my age

So fuck it, I'm fuckin' that ho anyway

Fly to Chicago, I do my show at Summer Smash

Then pour a four in my damn lemonade (Brr)

No, them **** not touchin' me out there

Fuck it, might blow a bag while I'm out here

I been in Cali' long enough to know what the desert look like, and it look like a drought here

I know that bitch wanna fuck, girl, I'm right here

Goin' too fast so my car be in lightyears

I got some buzz to my name like I'm Lightyear

Last year's cool, man, it's lookin' like my year (Uh)

That lil' boy broke want a feature, so I asked that lil' ****, "Where the payment?" (Uh)

That lil' ho want me to wife but I swear to God, she don't know what my name is (Uh)

Shoot this shit right in they face and then wave at they ass, bitch, I'm feelin' like Damian (Uh)

Can't rock the same shit every day, I don't got shit to say, bitch, they already flamed 'em (Uh)

Bitch, I don't got shit to do with these ****

That's word to bro, I'm not cool with these ****

I'm Mister Twenty-Ball, walk around with that twenty piece on me, I'm shootin' these ****

Talkin' online, bitch, you losin' me, ****

Swear these **** be clout fiends

Every time I drop a song, all these **** be listenin' like, "It's about me"

And I'm doin' these hoes very wrong, got your bitch on my phone like, "You forgot about me"

All my money spread out on the floor, count it up like I got a degree in accountin'

Every time that I'm doin' a show, get a check and I'm sendin' that shit to my route team

I'm the richest one out of my city, on God, and it still be some **** that's doubting

[Chorus]

Damn, I just had a show in Miami, that ho on my phone sayin', "Let me in"

And I been fuckin' these **** hoes, I be feelin' so bad when they let me hit

"Man, I just got bodied by a seventeen year-old, man, I fuckin' hate that kid"

They be twenty-seven actin' like a three year-old, you can't even fake that shit

Ayy, heard you got shot and that's tough, mm

Got my bitch with me when I'm countin' up

All you **** be broke, you not countin' enough

Play with gang, little ****, you bound to get touched

In L.A. with lil' Bino, we ballin' like Chino

If he wanna play, then we turn him to dust

I got cheese like a pizza, these **** be crust

I got back in my bag, had to shake off the rust

[Outro]

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Written by: Christopher Quillin, Namil Bridges

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