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Escargot
80
Hip-Hop/Rap
Escargot was released on March 4, 2022 by Anti Gun Violence Co./ Mandatory Respect Ent. as a part of the album Bethlehem
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Release DateMarch 4, 2022
LabelAnti Gun Violence Co./ Mandatory Respect Ent.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM148

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elcamino
Elcamino
Performer
Chase Fetti
Chase Fetti
Performer
Demetrius Jackson
Demetrius Jackson
Rap
Brian Gatson
Brian Gatson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demetrius Jackson
Demetrius Jackson
Songwriter
Brian Gatson
Brian Gatson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ILL Tone Beats
ILL Tone Beats
Producer

Lyrics

**** got some soul on this shit, man
Uh, I come from morals and integrity, ****
Yeah, protocol, y'all know me
You one of them **** that's in the last spot (Fuckin' bum)
You was always bitch, you had a bad shot (Fuck outta here)
The blocks never vouched for you
I never met a **** that said they got a ounce from you (Never)
I made my strip bubble like a Mountain Dew (Y'all know me)
I'm usually known to stay at the Fontainebleau but that shit got corny to me
That German Ruger the only bitch that's foreign to me (Pam, pam, pam, pam, pam, pam, pam)
I told my bitch I'm the new Nip, you gon' be lurin' to me (What you gon' do, bitch?)
Ain't got to worry about nothin', we gon' have more and plenty (That's a fact)
I'm more a Biggie, my words witty
****, I was signin' scales in my third city (Hahaha)
They ain't know if I was, rappin' or wrappin' bricks and ready to pass 'em off (**** couldn't figure it out)
Shit, them **** started singin' like a Gladys song (Fuckin' rats)
About to ask my jeweler what the padded cost (What's the numbers?)
You reach for it, and you gettin' smoked like a bad exhaust (Brrr)
I know you **** hate it, shit, I ain't even mad at y'all (I ain't mad)
We shootin' shit like a basketball (Pam, pam, pam, pam)
I ain't mad
Ayo, champagne glasses, bad bitches wit' accents, uh
I'm talkin' never set foot in a pair of Maxes, uh (Uh-huh)
I'm talkin' G-Wagen, bitches, Bentleys, and ashes, uh (Skrr)
I'm talkin' private cabanas, bitches relaxin'
Brought the first load back, then I brung the last in (Brung at home)
You ain't puttin' on nothin', don't ask me why I'm taxin' (Take this short, man)
Don't play with my money, treat this hit like your dads' hit (Word)
For every shit you fuck up, that's just more than your ass whipped (You already know)
My bitch come from wealth, she was raised like a Kardashian
I'm out front parked in the Benz soon as her class in (Hurry up, baby)
We makin' movies and shit, you know we craftin' (You know we craftin')
Then I'm back out in the streets, collectin' back-ins (Uh-huh)
This free game that I teach, they can't grasp it (They can't grasp it)
It's like I'm speaking Chinese or Pig Latin, uh (Or Pig Latin)
They too wanted IG's thinkin' of captions (Shit crazy)
Fast forward, now they big homie payin' for caskets
Psh
Written by: Brian Gatson, Demetrius Jackson
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