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Charades
2,083
Hip-Hop
Charades was released on November 29, 2019 by Roadman as a part of the album Charades - Single
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Release DateNovember 29, 2019
LabelRoadman
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Why G
Why G
Vocals
Yung Tory
Yung Tory
Vocals
Kevin Rolly
Kevin Rolly
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Itory Patterson
Itory Patterson
Lyrics
Shamaury White
Shamaury White
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Rolly
Kevin Rolly
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Kevin Rolly)
[Verse 2]
Switch on the glizzy, I don't need no aim
Even a tank top cannot ride this wave
I just threw a brick in the microwave
Bad bitch said she gon' eat me like grapes
Compact glizzy and the clip different shape
Paid eight bills so you know it's yellow tape
Daunt it up, they selling four or five K
Trap is going dark house, looking like Blade
Headshot, wipe him down like suede
This hammer squeeze turn your top, lemonade
My ting dance when I stand in the shade
I got a mop, clean your block like maid
We had to go back for you, he like D Wade
The only time ya trap is when ya push the Wraiths
Last look he had on his face was afraid
The last thing he head was explosion like grenades
[Verse 3]
Uh, yeah
And my crips kill shit, broad day
You will get flipped for rocky
He said a glizzy turn a boy mermaid
Uh, yeah
And free Cronem out that cage
He got a kitchen knife, this is not Jamai
He said he gon' need more than first aid
I'm in a trap, turn a four to an eight
I whip it up, dry it off on a plate
My opps slip, I think they got on skates
Used to trap outta school, serving my classmates
These **** so broke, frustrated
That gun is outdated
It is the first generation
This glizzy fifth generation
And I got a switch on the back
Hold and squeeze, I don't gotta double tap
You'll get knocked off the map
You'll get touched like an app
You'll get flipped like a flap
I bet you won't wake up off this nap
Drip in Supreme and you **** wear Gap
Bad bitch and she wanna twerk to my snap
Walk on your block with a Gucci head wrap
[Verse 4]
Switch on the glizzy, I don't need no aim
Even a tank top cannot ride this wave
I just threw a brick in the microwave
Bad bitch said she gon' eat me like grapes
Compact glizzy and the clip different shape
Paid eight bills so you know it's yellow tape
Daunt it up, they selling four or five K
Trap is going dark house looking like Blade
Headshot, wipe him down like suede
This hammer squeeze turn your top, lemonade
My ting dance when I stand in the shade
I got a mop, clean your block like maid
We had to go back for you, he like D Wade
The only time ya trap is when ya push the Wraiths
Last look he had on his face was afraid
The last thing he head was explosion like grenades
[Verse 5]
Yuh, yuh, aye
I just did me a show, got paid
That ****, he broke, he a roach, got Raid
All this drip, I just started the wave
I just went to the beach and I went with a babe
Bust on her face, eat it up, clean it up
That bitch a maid
Gimme head like a brace
Fuckin' your bitch then pass her to the clique
She came in an Uber, she runnin' a trick
I got me some money but I need the change
Aye, I threw on my Loubs
'Cause I got me a stain
I'm paid, turn up to the max 'cause it get rid of the pain
Amiri jeans all white, one's cocaine
Tell her favourite song was 'Friend's' now she wanna smoke propane
They hate on me, I'ma hide off tree
So they throw me shade
She screamin' Tory, I don't know her name
[Verse 6]
Switch on the glizzy, I don't need no aim
Even a tank top cannot ride this wave
I just threw a brick in the microwave
Bad bitch said she gon' eat me like grapes
Compact glizzy and the clip different shape
Paid eight bills so you know it's yellow tape
Daunt it up, they selling four or five K
Trap is going dark house looking like Blade
Headshot, wipe him down like suede
This hammer squeeze turn your top, lemonade
My ting dance when I stand in the shade
I got a mop, clean your block like maid
We had to go back for you, he like D Wade
The only time ya trap is when ya push the Wraiths
Last look he had on his face was afraid
The last thing he head was explosion like grenades
Written by: Itory Patterson, Shamaury White
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