音樂影片

積分

出演艺人
Lil Tjay
Lil Tjay
演唱
Fivio Foreign
Fivio Foreign
演唱
作曲和作词
Adrian Lau
Adrian Lau
词曲作者
Luis Bordeaux
Luis Bordeaux
词曲作者
Brendan Walsh
Brendan Walsh
词曲作者
Itamar Gov-Ari
Itamar Gov-Ari
词曲作者
Tione Merritt
Tione Merritt
词曲作者
制作和工程
Adrian Lau
Adrian Lau
制作人
Non Native
Non Native
制作人
Barrington Hall
Barrington Hall
录音工程师
robbie soukiasyan
robbie soukiasyan
混音工程师
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
母带工程师
Itamar Gov-Ari
Itamar Gov-Ari
制作人
Bordeaux
Bordeaux
制作人

歌詞

(Blah, blah, blah, blah) brr-boom (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) When I got shot, nigga, what did you do? Instead of point fingers, like "You, you, or you" Niggas be talkin' like they with the shits told me you got a grip, nigga, why you ain't threw? I was confusin' myself, tryna think niggas tough, but deep down, I already knew Shoot by my dolie, portfolio cool, when I catch you, I'm puttin' a hole in your (boom-boom-boom) We gon' keep spinnin', no takin' a break, I'ma keep winnin' and makin' this cake (ooh-oh) God left me here for a reason, no takin' His faith, I feel guilty for takin' his Chance that I'm goin', it ain't no debate, next time, I promise I'm makin' an eighth 500K if you catch him right now, truly, don't really care if I'm makin' a case (hol' on) We ain't never take buddies, you got me confused with someone I'm not (grr-boom) Now you realized shit litty, stop the callin' my phone, talkin' hot I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody murderin', and I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody shot They don't know nothin' 'bout cases we beat, but they stay tryna tell me it's over for Flock All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah) They say you talked, you ain't really do it, right? (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, grr, yeah, look, uh) baow Bro got the addy, I got an idea, tell me it's up, and it's stuck in the air The way they gon' do him, it's not even fair And the shit that we do, we do not wanna share (baow) I do not care, it's not for the 'Gram, only way I won't throw if it's not in my hand And that nigga my heart, and he want his revenge, we don't care if he's shot, we shot him again (grr-baow!) I wanna stop, but it's in my soul, he act like a problem, then he gotta go We won't even catch a nigga at his, huh (shh), we gon' wait 'til he goin' home (lil' baow) Nigga, I say what I want 'cause I'm grown, as long as I watch what I say on that phone And my time is on demon, I stay in that zone, and the niggas I send is never gonna fold (grr-baow) (Blah, blah, blah, blah, huh, yeah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah) (Blah, blah, blah, blah, baow) All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah) You know the type of time you on already, nigga (blah, blah, blah, blah) just duck (Blah, blah, blah, blah) when you see a nigga, just duck (Blah, blah, blah, blah) yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout it, they say he talked about it, and he ain't do it (grr-baow)
Writer(s): Maxie Ryles, Adrian Lau, Tione Merritt, Brendan Walsh, Luis Campozano, Itamar Gov-ari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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