音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
SAINt JHN
SAINt JHN
声乐
作曲和作词
Carlos St. John Phillips
Carlos St. John Phillips
词曲作者
Santo
Santo
声乐编曲
制作和工程
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
制作人
f a l l e n
f a l l e n
制作人
Santo
Santo
声乐制作人
Irko
Irko
混音工程师
Louie Raphael Gomez
Louie Raphael Gomez
录音工程师

歌词

[Intro]
Woo
Yeah
What, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what (Grrt)
What, what, what, what, what
[Chorus]
In the name of Jesus, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ain't nobody believe us, my dog, oh
They prayed up, then jeet up, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ayy, wrist might get freezer, my dog
My dog, my dog, my dog, my dog
What, what, what, what, what
What, what, what
[Verse 1]
Ayy, whole summer long
I had them bitches runnin' through the airports
Dun-du-du-dun
Chanel black bags and some AirForce
Watch on my arm
That mean somebody with me got a Draco
Fresh from Milan
Yves Saint Laurent (Woah)
In slow motion, I ain't with the bullshit at all
You might get your head bust 'fore it hit the car
I ain't lyin', but it's nobody's fault
Watch a **** ball, win, win, win, win
I ain't tryna draw, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whole summer call, I'm a star
Hop up out of this motherfucker
Hall of fame **** from a basement in Brooklyn
I swear to God, handin' them my shirt, nah, I ain't playin' their guitar
Don't got no time for these hoes, that's they avatar
But on God, I got a lot, I got a catalog
I've been goin' hard for my dogs, like I had a dog
And it's been like ten years runnin', I ain't had a job
It's just a Hermès scarf, I'm in camouflage
She got her titties out, kissin' on my battle scars
Yeah-yeah-yeah, on a night like this
Yeah-yeah-yeah, wanna fight like this
But none of y'all really wanna live like this
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
In the name of Jesus, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ain't nobody believe us, my dog, oh
They prayed up, then jeet up, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ayy, wrist might get freezer, my dog
In the name of—
In the name of—
Don't imitate
See, in the name of—
In the name of Jesus, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ain't nobody believe us, my dog, oh
They prayed up, then jeet up, my dog (What, what, what, what, what)
Ayy, wrist might get freezer, my dog
In the name of—
Written by: Carlos St. John Phillips
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