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artist
Youngs Teflon
Bar Codes
1.236
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bar Codes adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Trillin' Records tarafından 19 Şubat 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıBar Codes - Single
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AlbümBar Codes - Single
Çıkış Tarihi19 Şubat 2022
FirmaTrillin' Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM89

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Youngs Teflon
Youngs Teflon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Youngs Teflon
Youngs Teflon
Songwriter
Adam Brown
Adam Brown
Composer
Nathaniel Thompson
Nathaniel Thompson
Songwriter

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[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
(RichMade)
It's that five below shit
It's that RichMade shit
Don't come outside without your bally on
Uh huh
Check it
Yeah
[Verse 2]
I'm a good yute, but I know how to use a semi (Check)
'Cause **** too red eye
Back of the Bimmer, got a TV, it's a LI
Black AF1s when I'm feelin' like a rebel
Turned me to a Sith, I grew up tryna be a Jedi (I swear)
But I ain't finished trainin'
Had to wipe my eyes when I done it, it was rainin'
Weights that we sling, not the gym, we still gainin'
Ask me how I'm doin', I'm just pain-maintainin' (I guess)
New chromе spinners, but it's lookin' like the old onе
No safety on it, gotta fill it with the gold ones
We ain't ever ratted, we the **** who got told on
My sword big like Trunks, **** switched up like Gohan
Told my youngins chill, but they nuh easy
They just tryin' to turn you to a ghost without a ouija
**** green with envy, they Luigi
Pocket full of sweets, these ain't Haribos
Drop your map pin and we gon' fix you like Mario
[Verse 3]
This flake so good, it came from Panama
My booter give it to you from a Yamaha
Half my brothers been remanded on a hammer charge
It's been a cycle since we had it on the handle-bars
Trilly spit the real rap and outsiders can't relate
This that double-barrel, balaclavas, masking tape (All of that)
From a town where we sold brown, eating After Eights
Where they get you broad-day, don't wait till it's after eight
[Verse 4]
My bruddah sold a lotta buj, he made the junkies happy
In the trap we call him Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Had little kids runnin' scared, but they ain't the target
Forget the soldiers, we just want the ones who planned the battery
These rappers trap rappin' never flew a sale
Talkin' jail shit and they can never do a cell
They call me Teflon, I'm firm but I'm durable
But the cartridge for this pump look like Duracells
I'm from the mob, but we don't swear you in or prick a finger
But we will get you whacked for being Little Finger
And we don't jeet each other's wives, this is loyalty
But I got some money in a pot for your lawyer fees
Pin-striped trousers with the wooden-bottom sharp toes
And I keep a sharp one, call me El Sharpo
She just want that lovin' from a gangster like Darkoo
This is narcos, bitcoin and car codes
[Verse 5]
This flake so good, it came from Panama
My booter give it to you from a Yamaha
Half my brothers been remanded on a hammer charge
It's been a cycle since we had it on the handle-bars
Trilly spit the real rap and outsiders can't relate
This that double-barrel, balaclavas, masking tape
I'm from a town where we sold brown, eating After Eights
Where they get you broad-day, don't wait till it's after eight
Written by: Adam Brown, Nathaniel Thompson, Youngs Teflon

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