album cover
call911tothescene
2,284
Hip-Hop/Rap
call911tothescene was released on December 31, 2024 by 1919 as a part of the album In 19 We Trust
album cover
Release DateDecember 31, 2024
Label1919
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
19thou
19thou
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
19! 19!
19! 19!
Lyrics

Lyrics

(1919)
(1919)
We got brand-new sticks, we got brand-new Scars (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
SRT, fast whip, SRT my car (My car, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Go-go fuck on your bitch, 'cause I am a star (Gon' fuck up)
Yeah, yeah, go watch how you whip, I got shit in here, yeah, le-let's go
Talk about them Percs, I got them in here, yeah, uh, hold up (Let's go)
Twenty-four for some jeans, hold up, my slime still serve fiends, yeah
We still poppin' beans, yeah, we-we still at the scene, hold up (Jump out)
This pistol not clean, duckin' heads, put this beam, huh
I'm with 19, huh (19), this bitch like me, yeah
In my white tee, I'm as fresh as I be, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
Hellcat pull up whinin', bitch, do you hear the roar? Yeah (Yeah)
Fit go retarded, I-I ain't even wore it yet
Pull up, ''What's up, shawty? Wanna go to war?'' Yeah (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Way too hot, I'm flyin', I'm flyin', I'm soarin' (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Across the world, I'm tourin' (Tourin'), you sittin' on your ass, ayy (Ho, hey)
Shoutout to my dad, ayy (Let's go), he raised a good lad (Haha)
Big choppa hit you (Let's go), bitch, that's—, bitch, that's not the issue (Yeah)
Grab your mom a tissue, bet they all gon' miss you (Beep)
I can't even diss you (Won't diss you), 5.56, it hit you (Ha)
Big-big V, I'll pick you, yeah, yeah, GG, you tissue (Bitch)
We got brand-new sticks (1919), we got brand-new Scars (1919, boop-boop-boop-boop)
SRT, fast whip, SRT my car (My car, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Go-go fuck on your bitch, 'cause I am a star (Gon' fuck up)
Yeah, yeah, go watch how you whip, I got shit in here, yeah, le-let's go
Talk about them Percs, I got them in here, yeah, uh, hold up (Let's go)
Twenty-four for some jeans, hold up, my slime still serve fiends, yeah
We still poppin' beans, yeah, we-we still at the scene, hold up (Jump out)
(Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Written by: 19! 19!
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...