Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Pair-A-Dyce
Pair-A-Dyce
Rap
Ice Cream Klique
Ice Cream Klique
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sharenda Yahor
Sharenda Yahor
Komponist:in
Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez
Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez
Songwriter:in
Erik Hopkins
Erik Hopkins
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Anywaywell
Anywaywell
Produzent:in

Lyrics

(Oh shit Paradise Orange Paint, yeah)
Step your raps off, I don't know who thought that they could test us
I could drop the best of them Icky J the next up
I could show you how to rhyme if I really had the time
But I'd rather tap a dime, why you rather pantomime
And I'm fine baby, you can check out on my Insta
I can do them better my competitor just flinster
Sticky with the rhythm but in a minute I switch'em
I'm picky with the venom but if I hit'em I bit'em
Check your girl now she call me Dracula
I like the hanging with fangs when I'm snacking up
She love to tell me all the silly things that she really into
Call me to complain about the stupid things men do
Really not the guy but I can tell a lie
So I look her in the eyes and I sing a lullaby
Rockabye baby I'm an awful guy
Maybe you should open eyes look alive go outside
Oh yeah, look at me
I'm like a motherfucking G and I'm looking clean
I gotta rip my side and I swing so wide
Ain't another brother nowhere who could fuck with me
Oh yeah, look at me
I'm like a motherfucking G and I'm looking clean
I gotta rip my side and I swing so wide
Ain't another brother nowhere who could fuck with me
Who in this one in the MUD running it up
In the clutch thumbing the bucks you in the dust
Cause I made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that, then it don't matter what I say
Used to be a young G now I'm hitting no licks
Used to being dumb shit now I'm doing dope shit
Hope this, open your eyes cause I'm the guy
To put you on the scene and take a piece of the pie
No fall off I'm on the up I'm on the up
I put 100 on everything I touch (everything I touch)
And if I done it wrong then I re adjust (re adjust)
And if you come along you can see the plus what's up (see the plus what's up)
I don't wear name brands I am the brand name uh
Jocking my fresh you're in the damn game
You can act like you wanna be us
We all know that you not that guy so what is it all for
Oh yeah, look at me
I'm like a motherfucking G and I'm looking clean
I gotta rip my side and I swing so wide
Ain't another brother nowhere who could fuck with me
Oh yeah, look at me
I'm like a motherfucking G and I'm looking clean
I gotta rip my side and I swing so wide
Ain't another brother nowhere who could fuck with me (Yeah)
(And there you have it Paradise Orange Paint track 6)
(get off my dick, what you talking about bro we do this shit every day and night)
(I don't know why you still standing the wife)
(come on man you get the program man, you not popping like)
(back to your regularly schedule program, Orange Paint)
Written by: Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez, Erik Hopkins, Sharenda Yahor
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