Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jay Worthy
Stimme und Gesang
A$ton Matthews
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jeffrey Sidhoo
Songwriter:in
Matthew Lopez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Local Astronauts
Mischtechniker:in
Roc Marciano
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Yeah, what's happenin'? Okay, okay, rock, what up?
Fuck an interview, my story well known all through the avenues
Whole Stroh's gang in Festa Parks where they pick and choose
Who gon' have to go in that car or squabble up roots?
Strawberries suck like a vacuum, shit I was fifty
You lied if you said you ain't did it, hoe I'm from P Street
Grimey nigga, weigh you a bag and do a point under
Just so I could make a few extras and have a bull summer
Slappin Stevie Wonder singin' "Hey lovers, servin' cluckers"
That was in the V-Shout, I sold it, that's my real brother
Got a wide-tower from Bossa, they playin' deep cover
I remember swallowin' baggies that made my heart murmur
Jimmy had the best ice cream, I'm talkin' no sherbet
It's the shit you only see in the movies, gangsters
Uzi slow riders with the gold D wires
We really whoopin' dice games, turn the phase real quick
Aw damn they shootin', I swear to God I couldn't make this shit up
We really do it
This the shit you only see in the movies
Gangsters with Uzi slow riders with the gold D wires
We really whoopin' dice games, turn the phase real quick
Aw damn they shootin', I swear to God, I couldn't make this shit up
We really do it
20 inch, 4G auto spinning, no I check chicken
For your local, yeah Mack 11, just know this West business
And the Migos whack that on Ben Davis, the West did it, you smoking huh?
Pick out your coffee nigga and rest in it, get pissed on
Put a hundred thousand across the border, I'll pull flip phone
Devil cuff a purple rain umbrella like I'm Jim Jones
Sliding through the North, I'll rock the chopper size of Kim Jong
Nigga I'll be stunning, I'll be shining, don't get spent on
Jesus Christ, see Jesus peace, run your necklace
All you hear is sup, sup, sup is just westness
On the skizzy blind folded touchdown specialist
454 if you coppin' doubles put the max
It's the shit you only see in the movies, gangsters
Uzi slow riders with the gold D wires
We really whoopin' dice games, turn the phase real quick
Aw damn they shootin', I swear to God I couldn't make this shit up
We really do it
This the shit you only see in the movies
Gangsters with Uzi slow riders with the gold D wires
We really whoopin' dice games, turn the phase real quick
Aw damn they shootin', I swear to God, I couldn't make this shit up
We really do it
Here, Alvin, you ready? Yes, sir
Alright, this offensive set
Second and two on our own twenty-four
What defensive set might we call?
Eagle zipper hero
Unless the setback shifts into the eye
Good
Third and seven
Okie Thunder Lion
What's your assignment?
Kill the quarterback
Hit the tight end so hard his girlfriend dies
Kill everybody
Here you go
Writer(s): Matthew Lopez, Rahkeim C Meyer, James Jeffery Sidhoo
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