Top Songs By Charlie Sloth
Similar Songs
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Charlie Sloth
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Charlie Sloth
Komponist:in
Deno Mebrahitu
Songwriter:in
Jabarionthebeat
Songwriter:in
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Charlie Sloth
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Cha-cha-cha-cha-Charlie Sloth)
[Verse 2]
If we see an opp, knock his thoughts out his head
****, that's a no-brainer
To his hood he a legend, he a son or brother
To the streets, he was just a gang banger
I'm a 1300-block, Gucci ganger
Young **** with a whole lotta anger
I was on the strip takin' risks every day
My life in danger
We was playin' Russian roulette on that corner
You might feel the last shot in the chamber
Heat it up, we at war with our neighbours
Whole lot of close friends turned to strangers
Poppin' percs and it's lean in my cup
I was servin' all the fiends in the clubs
One night I had a dream we was up
Got away, like, I seen this enough
[Verse 3]
We from the ends where the whole side's danger
Where your closest ones turn into strangers (For that paper)
I was in the back, hit it from the front
Never had P, we had to hunt
Try not to lack, we coming up
Remember them days when the Ps weren't enough, nah
And nearly had my G's locked up
Life is a mess, no peace for us
Most of us already went to school
But chasin' the bag is what I'm teachin' us
Everyday, yeah, I need that guap
Cleanin' up so we need that mop
I got guys who can make it pop
Handle it when they see them opps
[Verse 4]
If we see an opp, knock his thoughts out his head
****, that's a no-brainer
To his hood he a legend, he a son or brother
To the streets, he was just a gang banger
I'm a 1300-block, Gucci ganger
Young **** with a whole lotta anger
I was on the strip takin' risks every day
My life in danger
We was playin' Russian roulette on that corner
You might feel the last shot in the chamber
Heat it up, we at war with our neighbours
Whole lot of close friends turned to strangers
Poppin' percs and it's lean in my cup
I was servin' all the fiends in the clubs
One night I had a dream we was up
Got away, like, I seen this enough
[Verse 5]
Please, I don't need none of you G's
I'm tryna grab all the keys
I don't like no one 'cause this peak
Love to just talk all the time
Everyone bellin' my line
Have to just click on decline
Have to just click on decline
****, you don't know me
I was still working hard through the storm, shoutout to Polo G
I'm a young boy but a big boy earner
I know **** who be holdin' shhh
Gunfire, but we goin' further
I got gas for the bunsen burner
[Verse 6]
If we see an opp, knock his thoughts out his head
****, that's a no-brainer
To his hood he a legend, he a son or brother
To the streets, he was just a gang banger
I'm a 1300-block, Gucci ganger
Young **** with a whole lotta anger
I was on the strip takin' risks every day
My life in danger
We was playin' Russian roulette on that corner
You might feel the last shot in the chamber
Heat it up, we at war with our neighbours
Whole lot of close friends turned to strangers
Poppin' percs and it's lean in my cup
I was servin' all the fiends in the clubs
One night I had a dream we was up
Got away, like, I seen this enough
[Verse 7]
(Cha-cha-cha-cha-Charlie Sloth)
Written by: Charlie Sloth, Deno Mebrahitu, Jabarionthebeat, Taurus Bartlett