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5000 Degrees
193
Hip-Hop/Rap
5000 Degrees was released on May 31, 2024 by Manteca Music as a part of the album Bazuko
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AlbumBazuko
Release DateMay 31, 2024
LabelManteca Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CRIMEAPPLE
CRIMEAPPLE
Vocals
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Performer
Sabastian Vasco
Sabastian Vasco
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CRIMEAPPLE
CRIMEAPPLE
Lyrics
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Producer
Michael Ramirez
Michael Ramirez
Producer

Lyrics

Woah
Smoking dope and this shit's fucking hot, boy (Five-hundred degrees and shit)
Yeah-yeah (Wooh)
Woah
Really fed blocks like caterin' (Yup)
For paper, the line between love and hate is paper thin (Woah)
Shit on my chain swing, my neck feel pain from it (Uh-ah)
Got me thinking, "Trinket ain't really the right name for this" (Mm)
Used to duck officer Menezes
Now I do a tour in Texas, get low for a few meses (Unos meses)
Gotta thank God, I worthy enough for blessings
Got women friends in London, all the way out to Laureles (Ay-yay-yay)
Used intuition to get the message
Let a diamond form from pressure, I been finessin' (I been finessin')
Yeah, I'm nobody, and that equates to perfection (Woah)
'Cause nobody is perfect, they celebratin' my presence (Woah)
I remember times, they would easily overlook at first (Aha)
I was stressed out at my job, boy, home-cookin' work (Aha)
Ex girlfriend not supportive, sayin' it wouldn't work
Now your favourite rapper's hittin' CRIME for a hook or verse
Nah
Woah, can I help you? (Hello?)
Sorry to inform you that none of my plans fell through (Woah)
Guess you corny, 'cause none the fans felt you (Woah)
Five-hundred degrees in this beach, I can melt you (Tss)
Woah, can I help you? (Hello?)
Sorry to inform you that none of my plans fell through (Nah)
Guess you corny, 'cause none the fans felt you
Five-hundred degrees in this beach, I can melt you (Yeah-yeah, woah, look)
Look, had to hustle hard when all of y'all was non believers (I did)
I never spent a dime on me before I got the re-up (I never did that)
From a lineage that smoke you like a Caja China
Parce mi (Bow), I'm drinking aguardiente like Aquafina (Woah)
Sippin' Ron Caldas with a mala in la sala (Mi niño le)
I nicknamed her alba cuca calva (Ay)
Your mad cuerdo, panda, no había nada (Nada)
Ora y camarones, y langosta e la pasta (Woah)
¿Que te pasta? You ain't even in mi clasa
Usted si mantenían in su casa, fumando draga (Smoking that bullshit)
I'm in Medellín case semana (Cae semena)
Take your compact disc and chuck it out the tanah
Palabra, the unfuckwithable (Yup)
Last rapper dissed me had nunchucks, pitiful (Hah)
Why even end your shit if I pity you? (Nah, it's good)
Plus, the other guy on the song's the one they wanna listen to (Ah)
Woah, can I help you? (Hello?)
Sorry to inform you that none of my plans fell through (Uh)
Guess you corny, 'cause none the fans felt you (WUh)
Five-hundred degrees in this beach, I can melt you (Uh, tss)
Woah, can I help you? (Hello?)
Sorry to inform you that none of my plans fell through (Woah)
Guess you corny, 'cause none the fans felt you (Woah)
Five-thousand degrees in this beach, I can melt you
Written by: Big Ghost Ltd, CRIMEAPPLE
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