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Rush Hour
18,982
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rush Hour was released on April 16, 2021 by Atlantic Records as a part of the album Big Grim Reaper: The Return (Deluxe Edition)
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Release DateApril 16, 2021
LabelAtlantic Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Scarr
Big Scarr
Vocals
Shod Beatz
Shod Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Woods
Alexander Woods
Songwriter
Rashod Odom
Rashod Odom
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shod Beatz
Shod Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

(Ayo, Shod Beatz)
Let's go
In traffic like Rush Hour
Sippin' on lean like it's Budweiser, chopper knock two **** down like the Twin Towers
Supercharged Scat, watch it go faster, used to be broke, you know I ain't tryna go backwards
Shoot it out wherever, don't matter, hope you don't play, it's gon' be a disaster
Ride around every day with the stick, yeah, win the battle
How I walk on the beat, yeah, I do it unique, can't nobody do better
My lil' bitch a freak, eat the dick in my sleep, yeah, she treat me like Hugh Hefner
I'm chasing the cheese, no cheddar
Mama said, "Son, watch out for the devil," I told her don't worry, I'm strapped with that medal
(With one in the head)
And I'ma dance on the way to the feds, you play with my family, me or they bread
Look at my eyes, I know that they red, I'm smoking it dead and I'm full of these meds
Can't let 'em get me, I know how to play it, go with your move, I'm up two steps ahead
Shooters on go, put a price on your head
Yo, skrrt
Narcs on the scene, so I fled
You know I'm high as a bird, I'm the shit like a turd, before you talk, think before you say it
Ho, if I give you my word, I ain't playin'
Tell 'em white folks send my bread in advance
And I don't need no ****, just me and Parlay, we ride with them choppers with drums like a band
(The fuck is you sayin'?)
In traffic like Rush Hour
Sippin' on lean like it's Budweiser, chopper knock two **** down like the Twin Towers
Supercharged Scat, watch it go faster, used to be broke, you know I ain't tryna go backwards
Shoot it out wherever, don't matter, hope you don't play, it's gon' be a disaster
Ride around every day with the stick, yeah, win the battle
How I walk on the beat, yeah, I do it unique, can't nobody do better
My lil' bitch a freak, eat the dick in my sleep, yeah, she treat me like Hugh Hefner
I'm chasing the cheese, no cheddar
Mama said, "Son, watch out for the devil," I told her don't worry, I'm strapped with that medal
(With one in the head)
Written by: Alexander Woods, Rashod Odom
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