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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Clavish
Clavish
Stimme und Gesang
Dirtbike LB
Dirtbike LB
Stimme und Gesang
Young Adz
Young Adz
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Adam Williams
Adam Williams
Songwriter:in
Cian Wright
Cian Wright
Songwriter:in
Ricky Banton
Ricky Banton
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kazza
Kazza
Produzent:in
Madz
Madz
Produzent:in
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mischtechniker:in
Prince
Prince
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Prince Galalie
Prince Galalie
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

Kazza
She wanna know why I still scream," Free all my ****"
It's not rocket science, they're still in the gulag
After we done it, I asked her
"If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"
Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue mat
I still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"
'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food back
Dick in her mouth, she chew that
Birkin bag fit, trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in the room, hmm
My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume
'Course, my youngin got things in his pouch (got it)
If I tell him to drill it, he'll pounce (he'll kill)
Armed jakes boomed off where I live
I don't know why, I don't keep sticks in my house (I don't, I don't)
I got kids, but they just stay in her mouth
My darg caught a case, he's takin' it trial
If it goes wrong, I won't see him for a while
I flooded my wrist, that shit's rivin' out
My bitch, she the cutest (cute one)
Her nails on fleek, but her attitude stinks, she the rudest (she the rudest)
Got her stressin', 'cah I had all of these Instagram hoes before any blue tick
One of my **** in jail for some food (free)
Another went in 'cah he done him a bootin' (free him up)
**** be cappin', I know where the truth is
Multiple stabbings, but not where the booth is (no way)
She wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my ****"
It's not rocket science, they're still in the gulag
After we done it, I asked her
"If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"
Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue mat
I still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"
'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food back
Dick in her mouth, she chew that
Birkin bag fit, trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in the room, hmm
My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume
Different calibres (yeah)
Bro took the shotty, ain't shootin' no cameras (hmm)
Glass stairs in the crib, 20 quids how I live
I just bust down my banisters (yeah, yeah)
She want a real **** that's talented (talented)
So high, I can feel a paralysis (yeah)
Crib came with an annex (an annex), stick got an annex (an annex)
Big drip came with the Arabs (ski)
Big bullets, I'ma do it like Tate
Halloween when you starvin' the apes (apes)
Biscotti, don't pass me the vape (vape)
Real **** come and ride with the wave (wave)
Still ridin' my wave up in space like an alien (alien)
Big league, big kettle Pateks are my favorite (favorite)
I whip with the ammonia, it's stingin' my eyes (ski)
Trap do three a day, ain't fixin' the blinds (ski)
30 clip strap on deck like a dyke (brr)
If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' the nine in the sky (skrrt)
Touch on her pussy, she act like she shy (ah)
Got it on us, we can snap in real-time (ah)
When I'm out the city, she hold it down (ah)
I make her bust it open, FaceTime (ski, ski, ski, ski)
She wanna know why I still scream, Free all my ****
It's not rocket science, they're still in the gulag
After we done it, I asked her
If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?
Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue mat
I still grip on my waist like, Who's that?
'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food back
Dick in her mouth, she chew that
Birkin bag fit, trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in the room, hmm
My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume
Written by: Adam Williams, Cian Wright, Kieran Roger Hardwick, MADHAHIR ABDULAZIZ, Ricky Banton
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