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Sushi
6,173
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sushi was released on December 21, 2018 by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC as a part of the album The Recipe
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Release DateDecember 21, 2018
LabelBMG Rights Management (US) LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Scooter
Young Scooter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmon Pauling
Jahmon Pauling
Composer
Jonathan Joyner
Jonathan Joyner
Composer
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chophouze
Chophouze
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
Eastside in this bitch
Chophouze on the, Chophouze on the track
You dig?
I'm a product of my environment like Boosie
(Like Boosie)
****, all my dope raw, ****, sushi
(Raw dope)
They keep askin', "Why you ain't did no song with Gucci?"
(Yeah)
I keep countin' money, wrappin' bales in Gucci
(Count up)
I had the key to the streets, way before Lucci
(Streets)
Me and your bitch just made a movie, she a groupie
(She a groupie)
I just pulled up in a vert, I ain't talkin' Uzi
(Foreign)
I got cocaina, softer than a smoothie
(Yeah)
I'll probably never do another song with Gucci Mane
Real talk, I did just four shows for a hundred bands
Young Scooter I took the harder way, came up like Derez
All these pussy ass **** be snitchin', they got Ralo in the feds
I'm the king of jugg music, you pussy **** know that
All that juggin' in your raps, you **** should thank me for that
Sell a million dollars worth of sacks, you wanna walk in my shoes
Shit, I made myself a boss and I play by my own rules
Yeah, I'm one of the realest rappers who ever did this shit
You know half you rap **** ain't sold a nick
I'm a product of my environment, they named me after the pavement
Street, street, Zone 6, real 80's baby
I'm a product of my environment like Boosie
(Like Boosie)
****, all my dope raw, ****, sushi
(Raw dope)
They keep askin', "Why you ain't did no song with Gucci?"
(Yeah)
I keep countin' money, wrappin' bales in Gucci
(Count up)
I had the key to the streets, way before Lucci
(Streets)
Me and your bitch just made a movie, she a groupie
(She a groupie)
I just pulled up in a vert, I ain't talkin' Uzi
(Foreign)
I got cocaina, softer than a smoothie
(Yeah)
I got sushi, cocaina, shit be soft as ice cream
Throw a brick and a half of remix in the re-rock machine
The dope'll moonwalk 'cross the pot, like that boy Billie Jean
My trap look like a parking lot, each cost twenty racks a piece
Ain't no limits on this money, call me Master P
Half you **** dick riders, call 'em Master D
Ask your CEO, he probably bought some bags from me
I done seen it all before so you can't handle me
I got the key to the streets, I got the master key
Makin' eighty like every week
A million dollars worth of ice, the police, they harrassin' me
They thought it was over, I recharged like a battery
I done jugged a whole mil' in the hood with Alley B
I'm a product of my environment like Boosie
(Like Boosie)
****, all my dope raw, ****, sushi
(Raw dope)
They keep askin', "Why you ain't did no song with Gucci?"
(Yeah)
I keep countin' money, wrappin' bales in Gucci
(Count up)
I had the key to the streets, way before Lucci
(Streets)
Me and your bitch just made a movie, she a groupie
(She a groupie)
I just pulled up in a vert, I ain't talkin' Uzi
(Foreign)
I got cocaina, softer than a smoothie
(Yeah)
Written by: Jahmon Pauling, Jonathan Joyner, Kenneth Edward Bailey
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