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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Toosii
Toosii
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Songwriter:in
Patrick Yeboah
Patrick Yeboah
Songwriter:in
Anthony Phillips
Anthony Phillips
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Toosii
Toosii
Ingenieur:in
Ant Chamberlain
Ant Chamberlain
Produzent:in
KeyzMusic
KeyzMusic
Produzent:in
Ian Sefchick
Ian Sefchick
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
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Lyrics

(Hundred Points) Yeah Brand-new gun, I'm tryna have some fun Hangin' out the back window like, "Where they at?" It's just been me in that ridin' lately, and totin' straps They tell me, "Switch it up," like they want me promotin' that Like, "Okay, cool, let's speak on how we really push shit back," uh My heart frozen below zero Don't you go try to be no hero I'll be comin' fast in my Camaro When the hallways cavin' in and gettin' narrow, uh Slap the 60 in a brand new Drac', uh I'm the one that's gon' eat they face, uh Know when you're with me that you ain't never outta place, uh I'm the one that's gon' put that nigga outta space, yeah, uh Shots gon' ring if they play with lil' Too' It's been a minute since I hooped, uh Me and Mill' was ridin' Honda coupe Fightin' behind my mama house That's before I ain't like to get out the house That's when I had really learned what life about Back when Tyler was in called Turbo Back when I wore scarfs and I wore turbans Way before the bulletproof Suburbans Way before I lived with the Suburbans Way before you hurt me, I deserve it Wait, before you hurt me, I'm still learnin' Wait, it's time to drill, don't you get nervous Put your mask on because we're purgin' We gon' hit they block, we're killin' everything on surface Closed eyes, feel like blackout curtains You can see a star when it's emergin' How come they ain't never seen my purpose? How come they ain't treat me like I'm worth it? How come they ain't never gave me credit? Gave 'em game like I birthed it Brand-new gun, I'm tryna have some fun Hangin' out the back window like, "Where they at?" It's just been me in that ridin' lately, and totin' straps They tell me, "Switch it up," like they want me promotin' that Like, "Okay, cool, let's speak on how we really push shit back," uh My heart frozen below zero Don't you go try to be no hero I'll be comin' fast in my Camaro When the hallways cavin' in and gettin' narrow, uh Slap the 60 in a brand new Drac', uh I'm the one that's gon' eat they face, uh Know when you're with me that you ain't never outta place, uh I'm the one that's gon' put that nigga outta space, yeah, uh Like few years back, I wasn't no one Nobody ain't used to show me no love I knew I would blow like, "What's the hold up?" I done got my goals up Booked overseas, gettin' my shows up Investin' my money, got my bankroll up They ain't think I know much I said, "Okay, cool, well, I'm gon' show ya" Millions in my deal, I told 'em, "Shonuff" Wish my granddaddy was here, so he could see me blow up, up Uh, age ten, I used to like Dominique That's before I thought 'bout tryna run these streets That's before I fell in love with music, finally found the beats That's when I felt trapped inside the wall, but I done found a key That's when I had found you, you're my missin' piece That's before I learned to keep this shit discreet That's when I had learned they play with us, we keep in the streets Don't let it be beef, because we posted They gon' find your body in the ocean, yeah Brand-new gun, I'm tryna have some fun Hangin' out the back window like, "Where they at?" It's just been me in that ridin' lately, and totin' straps They tell me, "Switch it up," like they want me promotin' that Like, "Okay, cool, let's speak on how we really push shit back," uh My heart frozen below zero Don't you go try to be no hero I'll be comin' fast in my Camaro When the hallways cavin' in and gettin' narrow, uh Slap the 60 in a brand new Drac', uh I'm the one that's gon' eat they face, uh Know when you're with me that you ain't never outta place, uh I'm the one that's gon' put that nigga outta space, yeah Tell me what's goin' on? Tell me what's goin' on? Tell me what's goin' on? Oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Naujour Lazier Grainger, Anthony Phillips, Patrick Yeboah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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