Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sum Nibba
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lucas Greenwood
Songwriter:in
Christopher Horton
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Seye
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Blackout, I'm losing control
Locked in, I'm back in that mode
I won't hear it from nobody, you see what I've seen, you ain't living no more
Quiet down, don't talk no more
Lifestyle, love that for sure
Talking crazy on me or the guys, I'ma just strike like I'm Lil Boat
Talking your shit, I ain't heard of you, huh
Hard in the paint like I'm 32, huh
Can't be outrapped, can't be outclassed, hop on the beat, I'ma murder you, huh
Ball on a bitch, Keegan Murray that ho
Mexican OT, I'ma kick in the door
Biting my swag and you copy the flow
Once I find out, put the gun in your throat
Feeling like Polo, 'cause I am the G.O.A.T
Arrive on the scene and it's murder she wrote
Hearing my music, they taking some notes
He wan' push up so we made him a ghost
You seeing the fits, I don't need to boast
Pop out with that glocky, I'm doing the most
We throwing a party, I'ma just host
Pull up with Chris and we bagging the hoes (Yeah)
I've been fucking hoes in different cities, through the day and night fucking ass and titties
She like"Nibba, why you so silly?"
When I hit the pussy, I'ma hit the griddy
His main bitch wanna roll with me
His side bitch took a stroll with me
You ain't with the team, you can't go with me
I love all my ****, that's no Diddy
Super Saiyan Nibba, Young Suburban Bipper
I've been fucking bitches way before December
I'm a big lion, bitch, I'm young Simba
Fucking with the Nibba, then you're gonna timber
Bitch, I ain't fucking around
I've been doing shows in the tri-state, y'all **** still stuck in the town
S.O.S. be the best, ain't no"S" on my chest when your lil' ho be around
She love the way that I sound
She know that I'm up, that's why I be dicking her down
Let it rip like a Beyblade
**** thinking that they legendary, I've been doing this since the 8th grade
I've been showing love for five years and these pussy **** still finna hate
12 hours in the studio, put a raincheck on my dinner date
They was tryna put a L on me
Nah, fuck that, I'ma win today
Bitch, I throw facts, I don't throw shade
S.O.S. shit, ****, always
Blackout, I'm losing control
Locked in, I'm back in that mode
I won't hear it from nobody, you see what I've seen, you ain't living no more
Quiet down, don't talk no more
Lifestyle, love that for sure
Talking crazy on me or the guys, I'ma just strike like I'm Lil Boat
Written by: Christopher Horton, Lucas Greenwood