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Beijing
825
Hip-Hop/Rap
Beijing was released on March 1, 2022 by Hardrock as a part of the album Next!
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AlbumNext!
Release DateMarch 1, 2022
LabelHardrock
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hardrock
Hardrock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hard Rock
Hard Rock
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Vanguard)
(Mom, Polak's making beats again)
Yuh
I just touched down in Beijing
Watch me drip down, in Celine
Once you get some money, go cop some bling
I got lots of money, up in my jeans
Rockin' Strawberry Mansion, I'm just tryna go up, buy myself a fuckin' mansion
Told 'em we gon' pull up, we gon' solve all the tension
Thinkin how to get some money in school, ain't pay attention
Boys inna coupe, they pull up and they shoot
Bitch we came for war, don't try to do no truce
Imma always score, I'ma make sure we don't lose
Touch some racks on your head, yeah, duck, duck, goose
Had to fucking chill out, almost burnt down the booth, yeah
Keep on getting higher, she like "How high can you go?"
No more eating ramen, no more nights on Cheerios
We gon' eat like Thanksgiving, everyday for sure
See some shoes she likes, she gon' suck me up for those
Me and slime, we tight, we ain't falling out 'bout hoes
Got me real, real hype, any day I could go
Model bitch my type, if I see her Imma go
We ain't talking 'bout business, I ain't got time for no lil' chat
I gotta keep my mind in check, and keep my mental state in check
We gon' always see the check, we gon' seat high just like jets
I drop a song, they say I blessed
Diamonds real, straight baguettes
We gon' have a cash fest
I just touched down in Beijing
Watch me drip down, in Celine
Once you get some money, go cop some bling
I got lots of money, up in my jeans
Rockin' Strawberry Mansion, I'm just tryna go up, buy myself a fuckin' mansion
Told 'em we gon' pull up, we gon' solve all the tension
Thinkin how to get some money in school, ain't pay attention
Boys inna coupe, they pull up and they shoot
Bitch we came for war, don't try to do no truce
Imma always score, I'ma make sure we don't lose
Touch some racks on your head, yeah, duck, duck, goose
Had to fucking chill out, almost burnt down the booth, yeah
Keep on getting higher, she like "How high can you go?"
No more eating ramen, no more nights on Cheerios
We gon' eat like Thanksgiving, everyday for sure
(Mom, Polak's making beats again)
Written by: Hard Rock
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