Top Songs By Shrimpnose
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Shrimpnose
Künstler:in
student 1
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lulseged G Afework
Texte
Riley Smithson
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Riley Smithson
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Pop out
Through the smoke
You the type that never studied what you spoke
You ain't really funny **** you a joke
Your new name is why the chicken crossed the road
Woo woo
Feel like Ric Flair
Woo woo
I don't fucking care
Woo woo
See the fucking 12
Woo woo
I'm no help
They can't tell
They no help
If you don't know what you should
I dismiss you from my hood
7 dragon balls in my backpack
I wish a **** would
7 days what I turn all my foes into before they drop
7 journals in my Jansport, all them shits say you the op
Acting all faulty
You be all salty
Pockets on drtybands everyday
You cannot halt me
Nonstop coming correct
Nobody cared 'til I Got Tired
Mitigate trying, working on dying
Gimme that shit
Avid evading of your voodoo
This ain't my first rodeo
Taking them antidotes we know
Now the flow 4 more below
Taking our time but know we grow
Taking that pencil
Taking that focus
Taking that money
Do si do
Telling me look at my tele? Never phony, no
I cannot talk right now
I cannot talk right now
I'm on my way to the top
Don't be trying to touch my guap
If you do, you an op
Opposite
Oppas drop
Oppas tell
Oppas spill
Cop 2 pills and cop appeal
Cop my kill, I scoop my bad, I cop a feel, she catch a feel
I'm the Neo, I'm the Smith, not one you able to kill
Say you not no folder but I know that you will
Pop out
Through the smoke
You the type that never studied what you spoke
You ain't really funny **** you a joke
Your new name is why the chicken crossed the road
Woo woo
Feel like Ric Flair
Woo woo
I don't fucking care
Woo woo
See the fucking 12
Woo woo
I'm no help
They can't tell
They no help
Written by: Lulseged G Afework, Riley Smithson