Spite - Kream Tech: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Spite

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Spite adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Gold Blooded Records tarafından 18 Mayıs 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıShort Days & Long Nights 3

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümShort Days & Long Nights 3

Çıkış Tarihi18 Mayıs 2018

FirmaGold Blooded Records

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM76

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kream Tech

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christopher Anthony Catino

Christopher Anthony Catino

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

CashMoneyAP

Yeah I know your type

You did it out of spite

This shit wasn't right

You did it out of spite, yeah

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

All about my business, sky high, fuck a ceiling

Did it out of spite, know you in your feelings

I just hit it twice, her friend was third wheeling

Tell me you gon' ride, if not, we ain't chillin'

Scaling all the buildings, I been on a mission

They be sippin' Karo, all my shit prescription

Money, power, wisdom, Mike Amiri denim

I be on some fly shit, these bitches need guidance

Mixy, mixy, mixy, lil bitches goddamn

All they're worried 'bout is taking pictures for the 'Gram

Why you even trippin'? Bitch, you know that I'm the man

Steady kickin' pimpin', it was all part of the plan

And I got all these diamonds on me

If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

And I got all these diamonds on me

If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

Yeah I know your type

You did it out of spite

This shit wasn't right

You did it out of spite, yeah

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I know your type of bitch, how could I wife the bitch?

You always on the 'Gram, checkin' who like your pics

I went and iced the rings, I went and iced the wrist

BS all up on my sleeve, double D up on her tits

I might come through in a flannel, she wanna Gucci the sandals

Bitch I'm nothin' you can handle, pineapple lean in the Fanta

I fuck your bitch on the random, I got bitches out in Canada

I had to check for my stamina, my shawty blonde like Pamela

We just left Chanel, all the drugs for sale

Bitches under spells, ballin', you can't tell

**** wish me well, I pray for my enemy

Shawty off that Hennessy, me and you got history

And I got all these diamonds on me

If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

And I got all these diamonds on me

If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

Yeah I know your type

You did it out of spite

This shit wasn't right

You did it out of spite, yeah

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

I was just fuckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

Yeah I know your type

You did it out of spite

This shit wasn't right

You did it out of spite, yeah

Written by: Christopher Anthony Catino

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