Top de canções de The Neighbourhood
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Danny Seth
Stimme und Gesang
DeJ Loaf
Stimme und Gesang
Brandon Fried
Schlagzeug
Jeremy Freedman
Begleitgesang
Jesse®
Stimme und Gesang
Michael Margott
Bassgitarre
Zachary Abels
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Danny Seth
Songwriter:in
Jesse®
Songwriter:in
Zachary Abels
Songwriter:in
Michael Margott
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Freedman
Songwriter:in
DeJ Loaf
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jesse®
Produzent:in
Chris Mullings
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Benjamin Wollner
Mischtechniker:in
Manny Marroquin
Mischtechniker:in
Letra
You know one thing you can put on the record? (the Cannon)
Me and Drama been givin' and takin' (Cannon)
Shout to Danny Seth, DeJ Loaf (the Cannon)
Talkin' 'bout money?
Shit, I'm about to make a lot (uh-huh)
See the Rollie on my left wrist?
It's the reason I don't use a clock (hah!)
Check the Rollie once again (oh)
Still I have to for the cops
And if you hatin' on the low
Better stand up 'fore your punk ass gets dropped
I'm a (the British) trendsetter
Tryna make bread like Mayweather (hm)
Comparin' me to other man, I'm way better
This lamb skin, boy you rock fake leather (hah!)
I ain't got time for the beef, mothafucka
Cook it like Boyardee mothafucka
And everybody wanna be me, see me
They'll be on my nuts like tight jeans, mothafucka
I just checked and I got next (next)
I ain't talking alphabet but I'm better with your ex
You be hangin' with the 6s while I'm bangin' out the 10s
And I'm from the UK, flow like the River Thames
So, come flow with me (flow)
When I'm sonning all these rappers like an ovary (sonning)
And I'm puffin' on some tree with some potent leaves
'Cause we made it from the UK overseas and that's real
(On some mixtape shit, like)
It's not givin', it's just takin', it's just takin'
Live your life, roll your blunts and chase nathin'
I've been out here for a minute, it's my time
Bought a watch before a crib
I'm too important and I can't show you where I live
Why they think that they can stop me? I'm goin' so hard
I'm facin' my fears, face full of tears
I'm scarred for life, so I'ma ball for life
DJ play my song tonight, alright
Woah, Russian roulette, one to the neck
Break you to pieces and open your flesh
Am I in love? Am I the best?
It could be lust, you obsessed with the sex
I'm obsessed with the thought of me breakin' your heart
Rollies for breakfast and APs for brunch
We done got rich and forgot who we was
I think you would too if you came from the slums for life, alright
Yeah, yeah, woah
Give me the room and I'll take it
I couldn't fake all the things that I say
I know the rules but I'm playin'
In a game that'll throw you away
Give me the room and I'll take it
I couldn't fake all the things that I say
I know the rules but I'm playin'
In a game that'll throw you away
I'm givin' and takin' (ahh)
I'm givin' and takin' (ahh)
I'm givin' and takin' (ahh)
I'm givin' and takin' (ahh)
I'm givin' and takin'
Writer(s): Danny Seth, Deja Monet Trimble, Zachary Abels, Jeremiah Freedman, Jesse James Rutherford, Michael Margott
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