Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SWIDT
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Isaiah Libeau
Komponist:in
Amon McGoram
Songwriter:in
D. Latu
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
SmokeyGotBeatz
Produzent:in
Jordan Stone
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Chetland
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They mad at the confidence
We some young Polynesians, is that what the problem is?
Look at the growth and how we rose to prominence
We gave you the muscle and we still got a lot to give
[Verse 2]
Swear, we so dominant
Putting a lock on the talk and like
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
Swear, we so dominant
Putting a lock on the talk and like
We 'bout to conquer it
[Verse 3]
I'm no politician, I'm not with the politics
Never jump at an offer, depends what the offer is
You know my style is provocative fly, so provocative
Blunts I'm all clocking it
The movement is towel with the ball, ain't nobody stopping it
They wanna talk the awards when I ran, they said you should win
They counted us out but you do the math
We doubled back and got two of them
They said we all cocky, all we hearing is tall poppy
You'd think that we sent 'em the blueprint
Through the email, how they all copied
I wanna scuba, I wanna dive in the mountains of moola
Peep our maneuvers, shooting that shot like a rug
We hit the net like computers and stay computed
I will meet Julie just cruising you with your crew and they losing
Man, that's amusing
[Verse 4]
Swear, we so dominant
Putting a lock on the talk and like
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
Swear, we so dominant
Putting a lock on the talk and like
We 'bout to conquer it
[Verse 5]
Pacific Islanders spitting like guns without silencers
Fuck all your promises we on your lips like it's collagen
We hit the red carpet in a fine tuned nine one thousand
Sitting by Lord we surrounded by the thousands
Rest in peace to your favorite rapper, put him down to earth
I might drop a bouquet of flowers right across his chest
Like Hawaiian shirts on the dead homies
River monster, bitch, I been flowing, eat the pussy like my ribs showing
These groupies be tip toeing they here without their man knowing
Set you some goals, don't hit me with compliments after the show
Don't say we popping the lie to your homies
As soon as you home say that we wack
That shit is wack, stay in the comments bitch
Get what you see, I'm not talking optometrist
Pull off like dominant putting a lock in the charts like
[Verse 6]
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
We 'bout to conquer it
Swear, we so dominant
Putting a lock on the talk and like
We 'bout to conquer it
Written by: Amon McGoram, D. Latu, Isaiah Libeau