Top Songs By P Yungin
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
P Yungin
Stimme und Gesang
DAMNAJ
Programmierung
DVNI
Programmierung
Yetti
Programmierung
Oh Ross
Programmierung
Dvnibeats
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kamrein McClay
Songwriter:in
Abelardo Javier Tamez
Songwriter:in
Aiden Yetman
Songwriter:in
Dani Jowin Mouris
Songwriter:in
Cole Wrainwright
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DAMNAJ
Produzent:in
DVNI
Produzent:in
Yetti
Produzent:in
Oh Ross
Produzent:in
Bobby Youngblood
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
DJ Ryno
Mischtechniker:in
BlokkOnDa808's
Mischtechniker:in
Dvnibeats
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
[Verse 2]
No cake, but we gon' bake it up
Speak on me, I'll make you make it up
Thuggin' on probation, still tryna swiss 'em up
Keep a choppa, yeah, they aiming at my face and up
I be the one to make yo' life change around, yeah
Catch that lil' bitch, and bust his head and he got found, yeah
Too much blood came out his mind 'cause he wasn't timeless
Put 'em in a box and he gon' die quick
Look at all these diamonds eating on my wrist
Big stones up in this watch, you see one, you gon' cry
Want none, boy, get filled with them sticks, I'ma laugh and just get high
I was been rollin' that **** way before his soul went fly
Knock off all of they ass, can't let 'em in my ride
[Verse 3]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
[Verse 4]
Pistol at ya head, real range it up
We be throwing B's, play with us and we gon' sling you up
We deep in the streets, these **** playing, we gon' bust 'em up
We deep in the streets, these **** playing, we gon' bust 'em up
[Verse 5]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
Written by: Abelardo Javier Tamez, Aiden Yetman, Cole Wrainwright, Dani Jowin Mouris, Kamrein McClay