Top Songs By KXNG EEZY
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
KXNG EEZY
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Fernando Hunte
Songwriter:in
Terell Ukagba
Songwriter:in
Sam Will
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
KXNG EEZY
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Dits
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Terell Ukagba
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Sam Will
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Lyrics
Sam Will on the beat, yeah
KXNG EEZY on the beat
DITS
See, I had to switch up the flow, so you know the bars all different
See, I need me a Kim like it's possible, so my Ye's all different
Can't stay at the bottom, I had to ghost and I moved mad distant
And I know they don't listen, 'cause they say that I ain't important
Ha! Had me creasin' like your Air White Forces
Had to switch up the Reebok ting to the Air One Jordan's
My guy be doing up cheffings, I call him Gordon
But I strike like Ramsey, one goal and the life's all golden
My guys in the field, so we've been in the strip
Talk about us, are you takin' the piss?
My bro flex a Rollie', 12K on his wrist
She jiggle her back and she shakin' her bits
Sweetest of taste when I kiss on her lips
I'm doing a madness but look at those hips
Fuck that, we be baggin' the chips
I lay up and shoot, we're Steph curry in this
Pryrx bowl, like we've been in the trap
DTE 'cause they chill with the rats
I'm strikin' a pose when I post on the gram
They feelin' the kid so they ask for the snap
The cake movin' brazy, she archin' her back
The ripple effect when she throwin' it back
Mumzy thinks that I will fall to the streets
I told her, "you know me better than that"
Council house to the AP settings
She bringin' her friends, don't bring me no dead tings
Pussy like butter, her legs I be spreadin'
I might go West, and link her in Reading
Stick to myself, don't question my tactics
3 different flavours, call that a hat trick
Feelin' a buzz, control her like haptics
PS5 tings, it's a madness
I'm like Monica in that group of friends, ****, just let me cook
Golden Boy, but they hate me
Shot glass of my tears like my name Jung Kook
BTS, I'm behind the scenes but behind the scenes, tryna get me booked
Bro got locked in the pen but he still got stripes
Like he rockin' Adidas
I just say at the top, **** down at my feet
I see that they don't feel us
Grip it, I rip it, I flip it, I bill it
I drill it, I'm falling in love
MJ smooth, I ain't a criminal
Dirty Diana, she bad, let me beat it
Whippin' the dash, we both speed demons
Heart on my sleeve, baby, can you read it?
She like whippin' in Benz, delicate taste
She like whippin' in S-Class
But I like movin' in silence
That's why I'm investin' time into Tesla's
She like a man, expensive in taste
Ballin' her, she wants a big spender
If you saw what I saw
The big bumper, you'll beg for her number, ugh
Shit, yeah
They ain't feelin' me
Come with that heavy artillery
Don't want a DUFF unless her name is Hillary
Man, shit
They ain't feelin' me
I don't need you to pity me
Just watch the stats and watch my ability
I know you filled with this jealousy
Fuck out my face, got no time for your energy
Sharin' my pain, we just bury the memories
I'll never miss her, bitch, Charlotte is dead to me
And that's goes the same for you frenemies
I never changed up, you switched like celebrities
I'm never fake, always keep the same energy
Cut a bitch quick 'cause they ain't on my pedigree
I ain't like Mariah, don't carry emotions
I got a baggage as big is the ocean
Somedays, I'm just feelin' like Elsa
'Cause all these women that made my heart frozen
Home Alone, Macaulay Culkin
I don't know what–
But fuck it, I told you, I live in the moment
Written by: Fernando Hunte, Sam Will, Terell Ukagba