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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
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Stimme und Gesang
Mango Foo
Mango Foo
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter:in
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter:in
Michael Millhouse
Michael Millhouse
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Aresh Banaji
Aresh Banaji
Mischtechniker:in
Ignacio Portales
Ignacio Portales
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mischtechniker:in
JRich ENT.
JRich ENT.
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
BAINZ
BAINZ
Mischtechniker:in
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Woke up this mornin', fours in my bed (Woke up)
Thumbin' through hunnids, it's crampin' my hands (Thumb through it)
Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin')
We get your dope, it be wrapped in saran (Dope)
Back to back, cash you know gang ain't playin' (Cash)
If he a opp, you can't save him, ain't sparin' (Ba)
Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren (Hey)
I got two bitches, like bluetooth, I pair 'em (Two bitches)
We on a boat, we in Skyami, penthouse with your hoe (Penthouse)
I would go hit a lick when I was broke (Broke)
I'm wit' the Migo gang, all that I know
Play with this shit and get hung by a rope (Hey)
We got the weed, and the dog, and the coke (Dog)
**** weren't there, we was robbin' the North (Robbed)
Pistol P, bless his soul (Pistol P)
We took losses, I can't let it go (Took losses)
[Verse 1]
Money low, had to kick me a door (A door)
Strip him outta his clothes, we grippin' on poles (Poles)
Too many losses, now my heart is too cold (Cold)
Can't get caught with these ****, they foldin' (They foldin')
Had to take out the plug for some lows (Some lows)
I'd sell everything but my soul (My soul)
They been hatin' on this shit and I noticed it (I know)
I'ma pop by myself, ain't no codefendant (Codefendant)
Can't fake kick it, they know I'm the fuckin' realest (Fuckin' realest)
Came from swervin' hot boxes, I'm Jimmy (I'm Jimmy)
Skippin' chemistry, now I'm a chemist (A chemist)
Ain't no cap in my rap, know I live it (No cap)
We spend rackies on Gallery Denim (Denims)
We gon' load up with sticks and send shots out a rental (Out a rental)
Had to stay down and stack it, my name done got bigger
I hit a lick, I'm tryna make a way (A way)
Fuck tryna slide, it's time to go skate (Go skate)
Somebody dyin', set up the way (Dyin')
They momma keep cryin', that get back amazin' (They cryin')
Keep that shit street, yeah, I came from the pavement (Pavement)
Get 'em wacked when I'm sendin' the payment (Cash)
Let them choppas sing like a cadence (Hrr)
We ain't have a chance, we had to take it (Take it)
[Chorus]
Woke up this mornin', fours in my bed (Woke up)
Thumbin' through hunnids, it's crampin' my hands (Thumb through it)
Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin')
We get your dope, it be wrapped in saran (Dope)
Back to back, cash you know gang ain't playin' (Cash)
If he a opp, you can't save him, ain't sparin' (Ba)
Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren (Hey)
I got two bitches, like bluetooth, I pair 'em (Two bitches)
We on a boat, we in Skyami, penthouse with your hoe (Penthouse)
I would go hit a lick when I was broke (Broke)
I'm wit' the Migo gang, all that I know
Play with this shit and get hung by a rope (Hey)
We got the weed, and the dog, and the coke (Dog)
**** weren't there, we was robbin' the North (Robbed)
Pistol P, bless his soul (Pistol P)
We took losses, I can't let it go
[Verse 2]
I got Chrome Heart in this bitch (Chrome Heart)
Rose gold Audemars, it look like crystal (Rose)
I put a quarter mill' on one fist (Quarter)
My neck a water mill, make you a wish (Water)
I went to New York, courtside, Knicks (New york)
Fuck 'em and duck 'em, don't care 'bout the bitch (Hey)
He hatin' I made it, he cuttin' his wrists (Wrists)
Catch you a body, we bussin' your wrist (Bustdown)
We got the bag, look like a farm
I got the drop for my opp on my palm (Drop)
Wrap up the brick, the white girl like a nun (Wrap her)
She wanna pop the G6 and have fun (G6)
I was in hallways ninth grade with a bomb
Like a tornado, get spint with no warnin' (Spint)
I got the fye when it's cold, so I'm warm (Fye)
The check I just signed dotted line, it's enormous
I go attackin' the money, was trappin' for money (Hey, hey)
My **** don't talk, I took a oath (Shh)
We play the six man, the block where we post (Block)
I'm in the loft, at the top, bloody nose (Loft)
White diamonds, they look like the pope (White)
Migo gang got my back like a coat (Gang)
Gave 'em the game, they took the notes (Notes)
We do the most (Hey)
[Chorus]
Woke up this mornin', fours in my bed (Woke up)
Thumbin' through hunnids, it's crampin' my hands (Thumb through it)
Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin')
We get your dope, it be wrapped in saran (Dope)
Back to back, cash you know gang ain't playin' (Cash)
If he a opp, you can't save him, ain't sparin' (Ba)
Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren (Hey)
I got two bitches, like bluetooth, I pair 'em (Two bitches)
We on a boat, we in Skyami, penthouse with your hoe (Penthouse)
I would go hit a lick when I was broke (Broke)
I'm wit' the Migo gang, all that I know
Play with this shit and get hung by a rope (Hey)
We got the weed, and the dog, and the coke (Dog)
**** weren't there, we was robbin' the North (Robbed)
Pistol P, bless his soul (Pistol P)
We took losses, I can't let it go
[Outro]
We in Skyami, penthouse with your hoe
I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know
I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know
[Outro]
Money low, had to kick me a door
Strip him outta his clothes, we grippin' them poles
Written by: Kiari Cephus, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Millhouse
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