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VENDETTA
3,081
Hip-Hop/Rap
VENDETTA was released on September 24, 2021 by Epic as a part of the album KILLSTREAK 2 (Deluxe)
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Release DateSeptember 24, 2021
LabelEpic
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KILLY
KILLY
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalil Tatem
Khalil Tatem
Lyrics
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Lyrics
Anton Martín Mendo
Anton Martín Mendo
Lyrics
Tobias Dekker
Tobias Dekker
Lyrics
M. Kazerooni
M. Kazerooni
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Starboy
Starboy
Producer
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Producer
star boy
star boy
Producer
Outtatownbias
Outtatownbias
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Two-tone cap and dope bandana
Throw it back, I'ma carry, carry banner
I'm primed-up to pay back
I keep a big vendetta
Big bank balance from my teller
Young and dumb, I knew no better
Bro hit a gold rush last winter
Came back and his coat chinchilla
[Verse 2]
I ain't seen them in so long
They askin' what got into me
I gotta keep that shit real close
'Cause I'm close with all my enemies
They try to take my soul
Then come 'round just to drain my energy
Walk in the store, could buy everything
Still can't put a price on loyalty
[Verse 3]
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Whip it like it's stolen
She wanna star boy
Gave her a solstice
Good or bad? I'm both, bitch
Gave hope to the hopeless
Roll up dope, I'm blowin' loud smoke
Telescopin', I'm zonin'
Middle finger up to the O, I may not show it
But they know it
We was in the system, stuck till we overloaded
Patrolmen
They sell the product like this shit was chosen
No joke ting
Bro say hop with the bag and then I throw it
[Verse 4]
JPG, big drip on me
Dead men in my head, slugs all in my sleep
That's nat-nat but you call her 'queen"
Chanel headband on my belly
In these Prada jeans, are you proud of me?
I'm young, gettin' money, you gotta be
The way I stretch these bands like father please
The way I stretch these bands like father please
[Verse 5]
I'm on the block like Monopoly
I'm young at heart so can't tell me shit
I ain't had shit but some pocket licks
Came up with a plot, day one, pop big
Came up with a lot in the penthouse crib
I hop in the frog, watch it ribbit
Might drop the top with the topless bitch
Might screech that shit, never seen again
[Verse 6]
I ain't seen them in so long
And they askin' what got into me
I gotta keep that shit real close
'Cause I'm close with all my enemies
They try to take my soul
Then come 'round just to drain my energy
Walk in the store, could buy everything
Still can't put a price on loyalty
[Verse 7]
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Whip it like it's stolen
She wanna star boy
Gave her a solstice
Good or bad? I'm both, bitch
Gave hope to the hopeless
Roll up dope, I'm blowin' loud smoke
Telescopin', I'm zonin'
Written by: Anton Martín Mendo, Jasper Harris, Khalil Tatem, M. Kazerooni, Tobias Dekker
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