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Paramount
361
Hip-Hop/Rap
Paramount adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Atlantic Records tarafından 13 Mayıs 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıToo Eazzyy
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Çıkış Tarihi13 Mayıs 2022
FirmaAtlantic Records
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM75

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Eazzyy
Lil Eazzyy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Songwriter
Eric Allen
Eric Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Williams
Daniel Williams
Recording Engineer

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[Intro]
(Banger)
Uh (Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
Yeah
Go (Green)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
[Chorus]
Uh (Go), we gon' air it out (Yeah)
Draco 9 be spittin' like that switch (Bitch), he got a fair amount (Baow, uh)
Hit who you care about (Go)
Ridin' with some felons in the stolie, shoot like Paramount (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Chopper, no kick, yeah, we takin' 'em out (Brr)
Grab some more 'bows and I'm shippin' 'em south (They come)
Paper forever en route (Yeah)
****, they kick it, it's just for the clout (It's just for the clout)
Know I'ma be a millionaire, yeah, that's without a doubt (Green)
****, they fumble and pout (Pout)
He think he a shark, but that **** a trout (Clown, bitch)
[Verse 1]
You really think that a **** don't be in the trenches, well, ****, I still be around (I still be around)
You wanna come where a **** be at, better tap in or this shit'll go down (Tap in)
Five percent up on the windows, four glicks in the car with a switch, yeah, shavin' off pounds (Skrrt, skrrt)
Better get off of your ass, but I know **** touchin' a hundred, they sit in they lounge (Get off of your ass)
[Verse 2]
Go hit the lo', then I boot up (I boot up)
Punch what I want and I suit up (Yeah)
She get on her knees and then toot up (She toot up)
She throwin' it back, so I'm givin' it to her (Damn)
You know I'm comin' straight home to another bitch, you know that I can't be boo'd up (At all)
Don't wanna get with it, then you can get lost (Lost)
You know that I got of a few of 'em (A few of 'em)
[Verse 3]
Countin' my racks in the Cullinan (Huh?)
This 30 too big, ain't no tuckin' it (No tuckin' it)
You where I'm from, yeah, I'm runnin' it (I'm runnin' it)
It ain't no countin' my pockets, just know that I'm touchin' it (Yeah)
Blue hundreds, they stick, yeah, I'm thumbin' it (Uh)
**** been wantin' that static, we lovin' it (Yeah)
He need a pill on a drill, he ain't functionin' (Yeah)
Whatever you want, you know K2 be crunchin' it (Crunchin' it)
[Chorus]
Uh (Bitch), we gon' air it out (Yeah)
Draco 9 be spittin' like that switch (Baow), he got a fair amount (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, uh, huh?)
Hit who you care about (Yeah)
Ridin' with some felons in the stolie, shoot like Paramount (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Chopper, no kick, yeah, we takin' 'em out (Takin' 'em out)
Grab some more 'bows and I'm shippin' 'em south (South)
Paper forever en route (En route)
****, they kick it, it's just for the clout (It's just for the clout)
Know I'ma be a millionaire, yeah, that's without a doubt (Dummy)
****, they fumble and pout (They pout)
He think he a shark, but that **** a trout (That **** a trout)
Written by: Darrell Jackson, Eric Allen
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