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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Pair-A-Dyce
Pair-A-Dyce
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Ice Cream Klique
Ice Cream Klique
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brandon Harris
Brandon Harris
Komponist:in
Rasmus Kjaer
Rasmus Kjaer
Komponist:in
Rachad Khaled Missoum
Rachad Khaled Missoum
Komponist:in
Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez
Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez
Songwriter:in
Erik Hopkins
Erik Hopkins
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ice Cream Klique
Ice Cream Klique
Mischtechniker:in
DivineMadeit
DivineMadeit
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GARMVN
GARMVN
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Lyrics

Ayy, yeah
We been gettin' busy ever since I made my touchdown
Almost to a milli', really, I could buy a bus down
But I won't get in jiggy 'cause I'm up now
Motherfuckers talk, but they always soundin' dumbfound
I was down below that's word to roddy rich, ayy
Never had a hoe, my baby too legit, woah
Had to split, ayy, we got work to do, we up
Couple tens, talkin' Gs, stayin' true to us
Who but us to bring that motherfuckin' bass drop?
Complex, spit my recipe, my case locked
Fuck the block, fuck you and your gang, bitch
Y'all still playin' as a crook, we don't run legit, ayy
Gettin' splits from the clan, gettin' rich, put it back
I got hits, I need plaques, got my family intact
Know they sick, all my stats, I got health, I got plans
I got notes, till I float far away from my
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Aight, big shit, big shit, big shit
Big shit, big shit
Aight, big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit, big shit, big shit, big shit
Big shit, big shit
Yeah, who that is high steppin'
Reppin' for the south side
Mouth wide goals, showin' glowin'
'Cause I'm outside hoe
You ain't seen me comin' through
I ain't never nothin' new
Hustler, and I got my sights set up right on you
You ain't see me spittin' Gweezy, it ain't easy bein' the one
Heavey-geevy, I be creepy, I be sleazy like a bum
Don dada, got a lot of swag drippin' like a sauce
Big boss, I just buy it, I don't even know the cost
I get it, yep, I be trickin'
Bailin' bitches out, postin' bars in the city
I'm with it, but you gotta be a ten out of five
Not a dime, I'ma slide, give a fuck 'bout a vibe
I'm toxic, nonsense, why your ass ain't topless?
Talkin' 'bout my ride, baby, you ain't gotta stop shit
Know who I hang with, never end gang shit
Bang, bang, bang, killin' mics in this thang, bitch
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Aight, big shit, big shit, big shit
Big shit, big shit
Aight, big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and lil' shit stoppin'
Big shit, big shit, big shit, big shit
Big shit, big shit
Written by: Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez, Brandon Harris, Erik Hopkins, Rachad Khaled Missoum, Rasmus Kjaer
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