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DEATH ROLL

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Hip-Hop/Rap

DEATH ROLL was released on August 30, 2024 by Top Dawg Entertainment/Capitol Records as a part of the album Alligator Bites Never Heal

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Doechii

Vocals

Mike Thornwell

Additional Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jaylah Hickmon

Songwriter

Malik Sanders

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Malik Ninety Five

Malik Ninety Five

Producer

Jayda Love

Recording Engineer

Demitrius Lewis II

Demitrius Lewis II

Assistant Mastering Engineer

Nicolas De Porcel

Nicolas De Porcel

Mastering Engineer

Juan Razuri

Immersive Mixing Engineer

Anthony "Top Dawg" Tiffith

Anthony "Top Dawg" Tiffith

Executive Producer

Anthony “Moosa” Tiffith Jr

Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Speed the freeway when I need a breeze, aye

Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy

Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost

Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth

As sweat drips down my tits

I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this?

I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag?

I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black

I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there

I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared

I love the way my hips roll slow

But I don't like the way it feels when my vices are absent, I'm not there

[Verse 2]

Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work

Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work

Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned

And when them tables turn, ya can't call back

Ring-ring, got that call, but I can't call back

Feeling all alone and I can't stall that

I got shit to prove, no time to fall back

Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that

I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight?

I go to light the joint, I wonder why light?

I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly

Being friendly only bring bad business

If repetition is the master's practice

Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion

Doechii-ana giving trash couture

Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores

[Outro]

Lost friends, shed just like loose skin

I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends

I'd rather choose me over them

These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out

You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside

Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit

Written by: Dylan C Frank, Jaylah Hickmon, Malik Sanders

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