Видео
Видео
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
JEMS!
Исполнитель
Elujay
Вокал
J.Robb
Исполнитель
Louis Culture
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Elujay
Автор песен
Louis Culture
Автор песен
Ian Jackson
Автор песен
Jaylon Roberts
Автор песен
Louis Dupree Mandela Wright
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Elujay
Продюсер
J.Robb
Продюсер
Слова
[Chorus]
Independent bonds, bad man wagon whippin'
Bad man, bad man wagon whippin'
Wagon whippin', bad man wagon whippin'
Official thing
Real rough neck, bad man wagon whippin'
Live on the track, bad man wagon whippin'
She want a ****, bad man wagon whippin'
'Cause I call the shots
[Verse 1]
It's up when we bend the block
I'm with the bitch buying kale at the local Vons
Eurostep with the bag like a vagabond
Putting numbers on the board out in London, bitch
Real rough neck, fucking up the check
Getting bloody high, drip R.E.I
Ya don't try, I can up the price
Make the call, hit some **** that's here tryna slide
[Chorus]
Independent bonds, bad man wagon whippin'
Bad man, bad man wagon whippin'
Wagon whippin', bad man wagon whippin'
Official thing
Real rough neck, bad man wagon whippin'
Live on the track, bad man wagon whippin'
She want a ****, bad man wagon whippin'
'Cause I call the shots
[Verse 2]
Don't be playing wit mi yute dem
My bredrin got that ting push your roots in
I bend blocks pon the town wit mi new whip
Q5 slidin', Aphex Twin slappin'
Yeah, this some roadman activity
Roll the pack, mix it up with the nicotine
Uh, I switched up for another team
Big up all my yute dem, free my **** D
[Refrain]
Trinidad bloodline, know I'm well read
She into the tough guy, but he's no threat
Catch me in the B-class but it's no ket'
Where I'm from, they snatch your phone and purse on moped
Trini-Trinidad bloodline, know I'm well read
She into the tough guy, but he's no threat
Catch me in the B-class but it's no ket'
Where I'm from, they snatch your phone and purse on moped
[Verse 3]
She hopin' I don't hit and run
I will duck you, we too old for all that silly stuff
Decline the fee because we're back on, we might kill it some
Break it down, it's really none
Had to come to terms where we can really make a million
I was thinking big like the Bad Boy street team
Kept my head down in the ends 'cause I don't need beef
My reality is what they said, there's no green screen
Waiting on a BM like I got custody each week
This no carpe diem, got multiple lists in calendars
Pretty me in private, but look down on all, you mad at us
They was laughing at me on the playground tryna sneak diss
Funny how it turned out slappin' on your knee shit
Written by: Elujay, Ian Jackson, Jaylon Roberts, Louis Culture, Louis Dupree Mandela Wright


