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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SosMula
SosMula
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Connary Wilson
James Connary Wilson
Composer
Vinicius Sosa
Vinicius Sosa
Composer
David Pointer
David Pointer
Composer
Iggy Börjesson
Iggy Börjesson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fatherblaze
Fatherblaze
Producer
Shoki
Shoki
Producer
REAPYY
REAPYY
Producer
Jay-P Gallo
Jay-P Gallo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Beep Beep, beep, beep (ayy, ayy, ayy) Which one should I wear? I got plenty fits to choose (Reapyy) (Ayo, Shoki, this go crazy) punk-ass niggas Ayy, ayy (sleeze) Which one should I wear? I got plenty fits to choose (splash, splash) Tec or the Glock with the Dior runner shoes Know I got a rocket launcher, I can let it loose (boom, boom) Bitch, I got that motherfucking USSR Russian tool Which one should I wear? (sleeze) I got plenty fits to choose (no, no, no, no) Nike Shox Rboom's I lace 'em up 'cause I'm a fucking goon (sleeze, sleeze) Going under cover number nine, bitch, yeah, that's the tool I stomp on the curb in these motherfucking ALYX boots I match this with that (sleeze, sleeze) That tommy or that MAC (sleeze, sleeze) I'm rolling up yo' OG, I'm smoking on that pack I'ma run him down Give ya boy a chrome heartattack (gimme that, gimme that, gimme that) All he heard was bullets, doot-doot-doot, ain't coming back In the stu' with Carol Christian Poell, you can't get that (splash) See them flashing cameras You can't touch, you can't see that (no, no, no, no) Came home from jail, my bitch told me I'm conceited I gave that boy a shell top, this ain't no Adidas I got too many fits to choose (sleeze, sleeze) I got too many fits to choose (sleeze, sleeze) I got too many fits to choose (splash, splash) I got too many fits to choose (splash, splash) I can't shop at Saks Fifth (no, no, no, no) Bitch, I'm way too rich I can't shop at Saks Fifth (no, no, no, no) Bitch, I'm way to rich Which one should I wear? I got plenty fits to choose (splash, splash) Tec or the Glock with the Dior runner shoes Know I got a rocket launcher, I can let it loose (boom, boom) Bitch, I got that motherfucking USSR Russian tool Which one should I wear? (sleeze) I got plenty fits to choose (no, no, no, no) Nike Shox Rboom's I lace 'em up 'cause I'm a fucking goon (sleeze, sleeze) Going under cover number nine, bitch, yeah, that's the tool I stomp on the curb in these motherfucking ALYX boots I feel so hysteric in this glamour catching bodies I'm rocking Vivienne Westwood While I'm booted off the molly (splash, splash, splash) I hit twenty-three jump shots on them opps (boom) Bitch, I hit twenty-three jump shots on them opps Bitch, in my Jordans (sleeze, sleeze) Bitch, in my Jordans (sleeze, sleeze) Bitch, so important (sleeze, sleeze) All my drip imported (splash, splash) Stomp 'em in these Rick Owens, not Air Forces (no, no, no, no) Stomp 'em in these Rick Owens, not Air Forces (no, no, no, no) Which one should I wear? I got plenty fits to choose (splash, splash) Tec or the Glock with the Dior runner shoes Know I got a rocket launcher, I can let it loose (boom, boom) Bitch, I got that motherfucking USSR Russian tool Which one should I wear? (sleeze) I got plenty fits to choose (no, no, no, no) Nike Shox Rboom's I lace 'em up 'cause I'm a fucking goon (sleeze, sleeze) Going under cover number nine, bitch, yeah, that's the tool I stomp on the curb in these motherfucking ALYX boots Sos had an account, Christian human skin I don't know, man fuck it That's why they call it sellin' your soul, cause- to the- (word) That's fucked up right? 'Cause- rocks in fuckin human skin, Carol Christian, it was- That would probably be hard though That would be hard though, yeah Drip You steppin on humans Blood walk mad good, I learned to-, out good Where do they get the human skin? I don't know, I gotta do some-, I gotta do some-, yeah Hell yeah definitely a dead body He's not gonna like (I don't know bro) Kill someone? Ccp, nigga's a ill nigga His clothes is mad expensive bro, like that nigga's Well, if it's human skin of course But not, nah, nah, just, nah, nah, not It's hard to find that shit, like, you see that shit (Nah, you don't know how that leather's made) And when I see that shit, it's this- I follow on the Gram (yeah) This nigga's-, I be talkin' to him in the DM, he don't, bro, he has Yo bro, this nigga has every Carol, he's a-, but he's a- too He don't wanna- to me, he's like "Oh, they don't make 'em in your size" How about I dead find the- Like, I'm talkin to the nigga, the other nigga that sellin' it And the nigga I bought it from online, and-, some nigga said- Call-, lands-, but I found his page through that-, tagged that- You feel me? Like, "Just got these through my friend-" Drip humans, human drip
Writer(s): James Wilson, Vinicius Sosa, David Pointer, Iggy Linus Noa Borjesson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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