make sum work - Destroy Lonely：歌詞、音樂影片和演唱會

make sum work

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Hip-Hop/Rap

make sum work 由 Opium/Interscope 於 2023年5月5日發行，收錄於專輯《》中If Looks Could Kill

歌曲詳情

專輯If Looks Could Kill

發行日期2023年5月5日

標籤Opium/Interscope

旋律

原聲音質

Valence

節奏感

輕快

BPM65

概覽

歌詞

積分

演出藝人

Destroy Lonely

聲樂

詞曲

Corey Kerr

詞曲創作

Jonah Abraham

詞曲創作

Thomas Ross

詞曲創作

Arman Andican

詞曲創作

alexander toosi

alexander toosi

詞曲創作

Bobby Sandimanie III

Bobby Sandimanie III

詞曲創作

製作與工程團隊

AM

製作人

Clayco

製作人

Ssor.t

製作人

Ellantre “Tre” Williams

混音師

Jonah Abraham

製作人

Timon Adams

混音師

Travis Louis

母帶工程師

歌詞

With the swag I go berserk

I done touched the sky, got way too fly

I then lifted off this Earth

I keep it playa, I pop promethazine

Nope, I don't pop no perks

I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt

'Cause my money way greener than turf

I don't do no following, huh, bitch I'm a leader

And I'm known to make shit work

I take the wock hard and pour it in liters

And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt

I looked in my old bitch eyes when I said I was leaving

And act like the shit didn't hurt

I had some money to get lil' baby

Yeah, I had to go and just make some work

I never let another **** play with me

And I'm fresh till I leave this Earth

On my name, yeah they throw dirt

Can't do the Sprite clean, I need that dirty

She all on me, I'm feeling her booty

I go Spike Lee, I'm shooting a movie

**** how you change? Back then you knew me

She wanna know my name, told the bitch to Google it

I been trying, for a long ass time

I might as well just leave it wrong

'Cause I ain't tryna make it right

And all the tears that coulda just came to my eyes

I turned into diamonds

I use dollar signs to hold my head

Can't do no crying

I don't even like to take or post

No pictures, my life private

But I still wanna show off my fit

I put on today, 'cause that why I bought it

Honestly, I ain't gotta show I'm more fresher

I put it on every single day, with no effort

If you did that

Then I know I can do this shit better

And if you hit that

Then I swear that bitch love me better

But that's your hoe in that sweater

That bitch tryna fuck me better

For you, she drip like that

For me, she get me fresher

I'ma pull up on my dancer

Walk in, change the weather

Baby, I'm the top floor boss

But I'm the prince of Atlanta

Every time I touch down in Houston

I'm having hoes on the phone like a police scanner

Model hoes in 90210

And yes, they fine as ever

I got a gangster bitch from Mexico

I call her Ms. Griselda

Only thing I smoke is pressure

What I spent on lean this month

I coulda brought a new Corvette

Ain't got no time

But I got my fire, so shawty, I'm heavy metal

She looked right in my eyes

And said she riding, so I'ma treat her special

Don't stare at my diamonds

They might blind you

They vibrant and reflect

With the swag I go berserk

I done touched the sky, got way too fly

I then lifted off this Earth

I keep it playa, I pop promethazine

Nope, I don't pop no perks

I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt

'Cause my money way greener than turf

I don't do no following, huh, bitch I'm a leader

And I'm known to make shit work

I take the wock hard and pour it in liters

And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt

I looked in my old bitch eyes when I said I was leaving

And act like the shit didn't hurt

I had some money to get lil' baby

Yeah, I had to go and just make some work

Written by: Arman Andican, Bobby Sandmanie, Corey Kerr, Jonah Abraham, Thomas Ross, alexander toosi

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