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Intro
6,359
Hip-Hop/Rap
Intro was released on November 26, 2020 by Atlantic Records as a part of the album Gutta Baby
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Release DateNovember 26, 2020
LabelAtlantic Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foogiano
Foogiano
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kwame Khalil Brown
Kwame Khalil Brown
Songwriter
Lavonte Powers
Lavonte Powers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Lyons
Chris Lyons
Mastering Engineer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
SpiffoMadeIt
SpiffoMadeIt
Producer

Lyrics

It's the new 1017, we iced out like a glacier
This the introduction to the streets or the mayor
Trappin' but I'm rappin' but I used to be a taker
Disrespect the mob my ****, you gon' meet your maker
Gucci told me hit the gas, so bitch I broke the pedal
Lil' bitch I'm on fire, I'm hot as hell, bitch I'm the devil
My **** they on them percs, they rock out heavy metal
Wanna ride the wave, then that's your best bet boy you better
It's the new 1017, it was just me and wok
Time is money bitch, you see the diamonds in my clock
It's the mayor, bitch I'm here and I will never flop
Told y'all **** I was coming, yeh I had to drop
Y'all put the mob with 1017, y'all fucked up now it's over
Lil' bitch I'm a glacier, my flow cold like Nova Scotia
Anybody in my way bitch we gon' run 'em over
Just because that bitch was bad I fucked her on the sofa
I ain't got no time to play I came in with the dope
**** talk that dirty talk, I clean his ass like soap
Bring your ass out then it water, hot head make it float
Bitch I ain't Lil' Yachty but my jewelry cost a boat, ho
That bitch wanna talk, don't wanna talk you get a facial
We know damn passed all the jugg and yeh bi' he gone face it
Yeh bitch we be ballin', Indiana we ain't pacers
Yeh bitch this the real deal, all you pussy **** fakers
This the new 1017 we iced out like some glaciers
This the introduction to the streets or the mayor
Trappin' but I'm rappin' but I used to be a taker
Disrespect the mob my ****, you gon' meet your maker
Gucci told me hit the gas, so bitch I broke the pedal
Lil' bitch I'm on fire, I'm hot as hell, bitch I'm the devil
My **** they on them percs, they rock out heavy metal
Wanna ride the wave, then that's your best bet boy you better
Hundred thousand dollars in my mouth I need to stop
It's another fifty if you wanna add my watch
On my 'fits another twenty, you can try to plot
I'ma hear you coming, I put fifteen in my rocks
Yeh he talk that gangster talk but talk on he gon' choke
Hit the gas down in that hemi screaming, make it do high notes
It's the mayor ****, bet I got your bitches vote
Ain't no reelection yeh 'giano here forever, ho
Bitch it ain't for fame, I ain't a game we ain't the same
All y'all patrick rappers keep it distant, keep it lame (don't try to come off in my lane)
I don't want no features what's it, we don't fuck with lames
Mob don't do explaining, bitch we just start taking names
(We gon' take that **** name)
It's the new 1017, the coldest of them all (bitch we the coldest)
Ice on top of ice, I see your diamonds boy they fraud
He wanna approach me but that boy don't got the heart
I took over 2020 and it's just the start
It's the new 1017, we iced out like a glacier
Introduction to the streets or the mayor
But I'm rappin' but I used to be a taker
Met the mob ****, you gon' meet your maker
It's the mob ****
It's Gutta Baby
Long way for y'all ****, long rest of your life
'Cause I'm here and I ain't going nowhere
Ah
That intro of the mayor
Get your bitch pussy ****, I'ma slay her
You know I'm a player
It's the mayor ****, mob
Authentic or nothing
Written by: Kwame Khalil Brown, Lavonte Powers
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