音樂影片

音樂影片

積分

演出藝人
Ski Mask the Slump God
Ski Mask the Slump God
聲樂
Ronny J
Ronny J
編程
詞曲
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
詞曲創作
Ronald Spence Jr.
Ronald Spence Jr.
詞曲創作
Eric Mullegger
Eric Mullegger
詞曲創作
Edwin Morina
Edwin Morina
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Fresh THPharmacy
Fresh THPharmacy
錄音師
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
混音師
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
母帶工程師
Ronny J
Ronny J
製作人

歌詞

[Verse 1]
La-la-la (Huh)
La-la-la-la (Huh)
La-la-a, la-la-la
Oh, my god, Ronny! (Stupid)
[Verse 2]
Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her
She want a bite, dick game Ned Flanders
She said that, really nice
With my ice, I drown her
I found her soul in the night
She's a salamander, cold-blooded the type
[Verse 3]
Yuh! This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Yuh!)
This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Water!)
This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Bitch!)
Is that him that's talking shit?
Bend him like a brim (Yuh!)
[Verse 4]
I know she gon' swallow like the bitch can't swim, yuh
Hit her with a follow and the bitch gain ten, yuh
Who the fuck the reaper? Fuck that **** named Grim, yuh
I am one with light inside the darkness of the den, yuh
I'm a god, but I'm still praising God, too
I know a **** know dogs, sell dog food
Know my game on point, no harpoon
Know these **** said I'm fried, so I told 'em get fist
'Cause these **** too old, too broke too (Ayy, ayy)
Cut em' off my frequency, no Pro Tools (Ayy)
Blue cheese and blue jeans and you know they're Balmains
So they come with the wrinkles like a Pug do (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
[Verse 5]
Yuh! This ain't that, bitch, that ain't this, yuh!
This ain't that, bitch (Yeah!), that ain't this, yuh! (Woo!)
This ain't that, bitch (Ha-ah!), that ain't this, yuh! (Bitch!)
Is that him that's talking shit?
Bend him like a brim (Let's go!), yuh!
[Verse 6]
Gucci on my body feel like water, I can't swim (Yuh!)
So I bought a Gucci rubber ducky with the fins (Yuh!)
When I was a youngin', hid at home, I was 10 (Yuh!)
Told my Dad, "I'm selling molly," ninth grade in (Yuh!)
You are now inside of my mind
It is very black and white, no mime
I put diamonds up on my time, mmm
Laid back sipping Fiji with the lime, do
She an animal, eat me like bamboo
Young ****, and I'm sly like Cantu
[Verse 7]
Yuh! This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Bitch!)
This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this, yuh (Woo!)
This ain't that, bitch, that ain't this, yuh (Water!)
Is that him that's talking shit? (Bitch!)
Bend him like a brim (Bitch!), yuh!
[Verse 8]
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Written by: Edwin Morina, Eric Mullegger, Ronald Spence, Ronald Spence Jr., Stokeley Goulbourne
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