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Germany
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Gangsta Rap
Germany was released on October 4, 2019 by Indiefy as a part of the album Germany - Single
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Release DateOctober 4, 2019
LabelIndiefy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tycho
Lil Tycho
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tycho Cardwell
Tycho Cardwell
Songwriter

Lyrics

When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Germany
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
Amex, no cap, eight hundred score
They wonder how, how I guap like that
I rap my lyrics when I perform
They wonder how, how I stride like that
Married to the grind, I brought my ring
I'm corny but your girly want the dick
Modest with my jewels but check the bank
Finally got the money, say my thanks
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Germany
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
Ha-ha, I'm at the bank again
They wonder how, how I guap like that
Pink whip with flames all on the side
They wonder how, how I stride like that
Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo
Popped a Lucy loosey goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool
Got the paper, went to school, be careful who you callin' a fool
Ayy, ha, ayy
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Germany
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
Written by: Tycho Cardwell
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