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bap adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak City Cole Productions tarafından 5 Şubat 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıbap - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi5 Şubat 2025
FirmaCity Cole Productions
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM87

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stephen Coleman
Stephen Coleman
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Coleman
Stephen Coleman
Songwriter
Veela Music
Veela Music
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Coleman
Stephen Coleman
Executive Producer
Victoria Burnett
Victoria Burnett
Executive Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Yeah we killem with the progress
the progress
killem with the
killem with the
(Cole kill 'em!)
Oh you been sleepin on the V and C, the mad routine?
Welcome to meet and greet, we have caffeine.
Take a beat and have a seat, yeah, rap with me
While you’re listenin B-A-P cause it’s a B-A-B.
Facts, bad ass beat. Pump it up y’all, loud enough to breach the peace.
Got enough time to film another masterpiece
And run it back now on CRT
And oh they call me baby boy
And yet I’m geriatric
Overtime, working on the magic yo
Time to shine, pushing up my glasses
Pullin at the fabric of my mind
And oh they call me baby boy
And yet I’m geriatric
Overtime, working on the magic yo
Time to shine, pushing up my glasses
Pullin at the fabric of my mind
Lean in, open up ya mind to me
You’re never getting let out but your dyin to be
Ha, you’re beggin so good
This that sound you’re waiting for?
Losing your senses
You can’t ignore
Consuming you senseless
And we leave you wanting more
I know they call me Baby Girl
It's open
Come on up into the palace
Industry veteran
Better recognize her status
Tasty I got a little dressing for the salad
Little bit of colour for your palette
I know they call me Baby Girl
Cause I can see the magic
When he go all braggadocio and
Lean into the habit, yo, I got the dressing for the salad
Little bit of colour for your palette
Baby we were born tired
There goes City runnin the tape
He got me so wired
Blow the speakers outta this place
So high and so fly, let outta my cage
About time, we run wild
We sayin the name, tell em
Lean in, open up ya mind to me
Mad Routine
Neva takin time to sleep
No countin sheep
We dealing with the process
And now we killem with the progress
Yess
I gotta get rid of the poser in my brain
So mediocre sounds like something he would say
Here I go
So nonchalant
(Watch him go, he gon’ flaunt)
And oh they call me baby boy
And yet I’m geriatric
Overtime, working on the magic yo
Time to shine, pushing up my glasses
Pullin at the fabric of my mind
And oh they call me baby boy
And yet I’m geriatric
Overtime, working on the magic yo
Time to shine, pushing up my glasses
Pullin at the fabric of my mind
Lean in, open up ya mind to me
You’re never getting let out but your dyin to be
Ha, you’re beggin so good
This that sound you’re waiting for?
Losing your senses
You can’t ignore
Consuming you senseless
And we leave you wanting more
Yeah we killem with the progress
the progress
killem with the
killem with the
(facts, bad ass beat!)
(Cole, kill em!)
Written by: Stephen Coleman, Veela Music
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