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Beat
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Beat was released on October 9, 2012 by Odd Future as a part of the album Numbers
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AlbumNumbers
Release DateOctober 9, 2012
LabelOdd Future
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MellowHype
MellowHype
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vyron Turner
Vyron Turner
Composer
Gerard Long
Gerard Long
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hodgy
Hodgy
Executive Producer
Left Brain
Left Brain
Producer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Engineer

Lyrics

You gotta be present for the moment of momentum
Kill a coward with my lyric, the murder is cobra venom
I'm hurdling further engines, running through an entrance
Such a resemblance in the mirror, I see a blemish
The chemist I am with dentists, sixth senses
As of now, life is tennis at Venice
Such a breeze, I can feel it
Rolling up my sleeve, put a little hash in it
Exceeding cash limits, if you got it, ain't a bad image
I play the bomb, motherfucker, not have a scrimmage
You gimmicks just mimic 'cause you do not have an image
I'm sixty seconds past a minute
Cabbage, lettuce, cash is fetish in me, I'm grabbing spinach, yeah
Heard about a **** rapping? Yeah, that's just one of my bitches
Selling weed here trapping? That's just one of my bitches
Clientele paying taxes? That's how I'm running my business
Stay the fuck off my mattress, they sleeping on us ****
Heard about a **** rapping? Yeah, that's just one of my bitches
I'm selling weed here trapping? That's just one of my bitches
Oh, clientele paying taxes? That's how I run my business
Stay the fuck off my mattress, they sleeping on us ****
Got my own flow, spend my own dough
Drive my own car, fucking grown hoes
Thirty-four old, birdie plural
At my door, no, teachers, y'all know
Vulnerable, shoot a porno
Lose a wardrobe, your body foreclosed
When the doors close, the mask is on, bro
Her ass is more so a comedy
I'm sick, I'll probably suffocate from all of the vomiting
Fuck commenting, I'm cometing
Taking off rocketing while profit pocketing
Homaging, sock 'em, bop 'em king
Knock Fosters out the ring
Boom bada bing, I gotta sing
You should fucking honor me
All these collard greens, dollar greens
Presidents holler, scream
Prophecies, roll up but watch the leaves
Germinate, regurgitate
First you like it, then you love it
Third is hate
Heard about a **** rapping? Yeah, that's just one of my bitches
I'm selling weed here trapping? That's just one of my bitches
Oh, clientele paying taxes? That's how I run my business
Stay the fuck off my mattress, they sleeping on us ****
Heard about a **** rapping? That's just one of my bitches
Selling weed here trapping? Stay the fuck off my mattress
They sleeping on a ****
Written by: Gerard Long, Vyron Turner
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