Eindwerk - Hatër -Yeat
Moving Storybord
Moodboard
Stijlbord
Ik heb de album cover van het liedje in het midden gezet
Liedjes die ik heb bedacht voor de animatie
Hatër -yeat
Lyrics
I came with a blick, I just brought the fire (bah)
I can't fuck with none of these lames, they all fuckin' lie (what?)
Bitch, you know this get insane, you could fuckin' die (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up in a Bentley, it got frog eyes (yeah, woo, yeah)
I'm a fire guy, walked inside the building with this grease, I'm serving Five Guys
You ain't got no racks, ain't got no bags, you can't even fuck with us, ah
You ain't got your swag, ain't got no bags, you can't even fuck with us, ah
They some haters, they ain't fuckin' with the mob, ah
Bitch, you broke, that ain't with me, it's not my job, nah
All my money do a jump and do a job (lil' jump), ah
When you pull up with the blick, yeah, we gon' stretch him (bah-bah-bah)
All my pockets overloaded, it's overwhelming, ah
How you know 'bout all this shit? Man, you a fuckin' spy (what?)
We got mob ties, baby, got a felon
Fuckin' on your thot, she suckin' d***, she bring the mail in (go)
Bitch, I get the head, I get her melon
Ridin' 'round the city like a demon, like a villain
Bitch, I take these Percocets all day, I ain't got no feeling
Ridin' in a Double-R Tonka, baby, stars in the ceiling
Ooh, yeah, hey, walkin' in the building, I'ma gon' pull it up
We been up all day, I'm off Adderall (okay)
He just pulled up in a Lamb', no, I'm not your friend (fuck 'em)
Fuckin' on your thot, fuckin' on your friend (fuck 'em)
I can't fuck with nobody that's not my best friend (not my friend)
I just bought a brand new chain, a brand new necklace, yeah
Ridin' in a Bentley, ridin' in a tank
I can't fuckin' with nobody, I'm standin' firm
I just took a Percocet, I took a crank, I'm insane
Yeah
I came with a blick, I just brought the fire (bah)
I can't fuck with none of these lames, they all fuckin' lie (what?)
Bitch, you know this get insane, you could fuckin' die (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up in a Bentley, it got frog eyes (yeah, woo, yeah)
I'm a fire guy, walked inside the building with this grease, I'm serving Five Guys
You ain't got no racks, ain't got no bags, you can't even fuck with us, ah
You ain't got your swag, ain't got no bags, you can't even fuck with us, ah
They some haters, they ain't fuckin' with the mob, ah
Bitch, you broke, that ain't with me, it's not my job, nah
All my money do a jump and do a job (lil' jump), ah
When you pull up with the blick, yeah, we gon' stretch him (bah-bah-bah)
All my pockets overloaded, it's overwhelming, ah
How you know 'bout all this shit? Man, you a fuckin' spy (what?)
We got mob ties, baby, got a felon
Fuckin' on your thot, she suckin' d***, she bring the mail in (go)
Ik vind dit liedje leuk omdat het een goede en een stevige beat en het is een nummer van een mijn favoriete artiest is.
Ik denk dat dit nummer tegen zijn haters is en dat hij laat horen hoe goed zijn leven is vergeleken met hun.
#2. Turn It Up Cochise
Lyrics
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, ayy, yeah, turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, huh
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, yeah
Turn it up, yeah, turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, ayy, yeah, turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, uh
Turn it up, uh, turn it up, huh
Uh-huh, uh, sad man (uh-huh)
I'm feelin' like Batman (uh-huh)
She know I'm a bad man (uh-huh)
Get money like lap dance (huh)
Huh (yeah), yeah, two digits (uh)
I got two girls (uh), and they too different (two-two-two)
Two, two ups (uh-huh)
R.I.P my n***** too up (yup)
Shawty, she know I got two ups (ha)
Baby, I don't give like two f- (roof)
I got my .8 (ha, yeah okay)
Bet there n***** gon' hate (yeah)
Bet I'm duckin' like Nate (yeah)
Told that n***** to- (hey, hey, hey)
Put the work in the attic (ha, okay)
Put the work in the attic (yeah, okay)
Tell that boy I don't have it (tell that boy I don't have it)
Pass that bill like I'm Magic (hee-hee)
Man I'm off of that magic (yeah)
Caught that boy, he was lacking (ha)
Heard they caught him in traffic (ha)
I was thumbing through the
I was thumbing through the stacks, for real
I've been running on a- uh, yeah
I've been running on a track, for real
I ain't ever really lack, for real
You ain't ever touch a pack, for real
Couple n***** had my back, for real (ah-ah)
Now I'm bout to pay them back, for real (ah-ah)
N***** talkin', really rat (buh-buh-buh)
Shawty tryna feel me back, ooh
I've been getting to this dough, for real (yeah, for real)
Shawty know I'm gettin' racks, for real (yeah, for real)
Baby, tell me what you think, for real
Diamonds comin' out the sink, for real
Shawty pull up tryna link, for real
All my n****** wearin' mink
I'm feelin' like Batman (uh-huh)
She know I'm a bad man (uh-huh)
Get money like lap dance (huh)
Huh (yeah), yeah, two digits (uh)
I got two girls (uh), and they too different (two-two-two)
Two, two ups (uh-huh)
R.I.P my n***** too up (yup)
Shawty, she know I got two ups (ha)
Baby, I don't give like two f- (roof)
I got my .8 (ha, yeah okay)
Bet there n***** gon' hate (yeah)
Bet I'm duckin' like Nate (yeah)
Told that n***** to- (hey, hey, hey)
Put the work in the attic (ha, okay)
Put the work in the attic (yeah, okay)
Tell that boy I don't have it (tell that boy I don't have it)
Pass that bill like I'm Magic (hee-hee)
Man I'm off of that magic (yeah)
Caught that boy, he was lacking (ha)
Heard they caught him in traffic (ha)
I was thumbing through the
I was thumbing through the stacks, for real
I've been running on a- uh, yeah
I've been running on a track, for real
I ain't ever really lack, for real
You ain't ever touch a pack, for real
Couple n***** had my back, for real (ah-ah)
Now I'm bout to pay them back, for real (ah-ah)
N***** talkin', really rat (buh-buh-buh)
Shawty tryna feel me back, ooh
I've been getting to this dough, for real (yeah, for real)
Shawty know I'm gettin' racks, for real (yeah, for real)
Baby, tell me what you think, for real
Diamonds comin' out the sink, for real
Shawty pull up tryna link, for real
All my n****** wearin' mink
Huh
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, for real, huh, yeah
Yeah, for real, yeah, huh
Yeah (yeah), for real
Yeah (yeah), for real
Yeah (yeah), for real
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, for real, huh, yeah
Yeah, for real, yeah, huh
Yeah (yeah), for real
Yeah (yeah), for real
Yeah (yeah), for real
I tell that n***** , "I'm poppin', for real"
Shawty, she pull up, she lookin', for real (uh-huh)
Me and my n******, we getting this money
I'm told 'em to label the kid in a deal (yeah)
Me and my n******, we getting this money
I'm telling my n******, "I'm really for real" (uh-huh)
Huh, for real (yeah), for real (yeah)
For real (yeah), for real (uh)
We popped the seal (uh), we out the fields (yeah)
I'm a whale, you krill (ha)
I tell the shawty to chill (yeah)
Me and my n******, we gettin' this money (huh)
Y'all n***** been popping the pills (yeah)
Yeah, he poppin' them pills (he poppin' the pills)
I'm making some mill's (I'm makin' some mill's)
I make it for real (I make it for real)
I'm cooking some meals (ha ha)
I'm in for the kill, it's seven to nil
My n***** they real
She know I'm Jamaican, I tell her to bail
I'm prayin' to God 'cause he giving me thrill
Put the work in the, ha
Put the work in the attic, huh
Put the work in the attic, huh
Put the work in the attic, huh
Ain't these n***** don't, yeah
N***** , they really don't have it, yeah
Passing the ball like I'm Dragic, yeah
Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah
Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah
Yeah, these n***** ain't mess with us
Yeah, these n***** can't mess with us
Yeah, these n***** can't test with us
Pop us, we skirt off in Teslas
Pop up, like grab it like Tesla, yeah
Shawty, she grippin' like wrestlers
Me and my n***** , yeah
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, she doing her best, yeah yeah
I put it in rest, yeah yeah
My niggas the best, yeah yeah
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
These n***** , they goofy
Stretchin' the bread like I'm Luffy
And this shawty pull up and she moody
Told her show up and show me that booty
Hm, mm-hm, boobies
N***** they getting these zooties
Told her, "Shut up I don't deal with groupies"
Shawty, she pull up, she lookin', for real (uh-huh)
Me and my n******, we getting this money
I'm told 'em to label the kid in a deal (yeah)
Me and my n******, we getting this money
I'm telling my n******, "I'm really for real" (uh-huh)
Huh, for real (yeah), for real (yeah)
For real (yeah), for real (uh)
We popped the seal (uh), we out the fields (yeah)
I'm a whale, you krill (ha)
I tell the shawty to chill (yeah)
Me and my n******, we gettin' this money (huh)
Y'all n***** been popping the pills (yeah)
Yeah, he poppin' them pills (he poppin' the pills)
I'm making some mill's (I'm makin' some mill's)
I make it for real (I make it for real)
I'm cooking some meals (ha ha)
I'm in for the kill, it's seven to nil
My n***** they real
She know I'm Jamaican, I tell her to bail
I'm prayin' to God 'cause he giving me thrill
Put the work in the, ha
Put the work in the attic, huh
Put the work in the attic, huh
Put the work in the attic, huh
Ain't these n***** don't, yeah
N***** , they really don't have it, yeah
Passing the ball like I'm Dragic, yeah
Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah
Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah
Yeah, these n***** ain't mess with us
Yeah, these n***** can't mess with us
Yeah, these n***** can't test with us
Pop us, we skirt off in Teslas
Pop up, like grab it like Tesla, yeah
Shawty, she grippin' like wrestlers
Me and my n***** , yeah
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, she doing her best, yeah yeah
I put it in rest, yeah yeah
My niggas the best, yeah yeah
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
These n***** , they goofy
Stretchin' the bread like I'm Luffy
And this shawty pull up and she moody
Told her show up and show me that booty
Hm, mm-hm, boobies
N***** they getting these zooties
Told her, "Shut up I don't deal with groupies"
Leuk nummer je kan veel kwa typografie met het intro denk ik en ook een goed ritme
Dit liedje gaat denk ik over dat ze dit liedje hard aan moeten zetten en dan op over zijn rijk, druk leven en dat hij veel feest
#3. Pocket Rocket Coshise
Lyircs
Pocket watchin'
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin' (yo, Cochise, a weh dem a-)
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm gettin' this money, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin' (yo, Cochise, a weh dem a-)
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm gettin' this money, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis
I run up again and they pocket watchin'
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin'
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm getting this monеy, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis (yeah)
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin'
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm getting this monеy, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis (yeah)
I don't pop no Pеrc' (Perc')
JoJo on my shirt (shirt)
We gon' make it work (work)
Diamonds on me twerk (twerk)
Bet I got that work (work)
Slippin' like I'm Kurt (Kurt)
Come and get your girl (girl)
She be tryna flirt (flirt)
JoJo on my shirt (shirt)
We gon' make it work (work)
Diamonds on me twerk (twerk)
Bet I got that work (work)
Slippin' like I'm Kurt (Kurt)
Come and get your girl (girl)
She be tryna flirt (flirt)
So I told her wait (wait), woah (woah)
Wait (wait), woah (woah)
Wait (wait), woah (woah)
Wait (wait), woah (woah)
Wait (wait), woah (woah)
And she like, "It don't matter"
Ever since a n**** gettin' money, gettin' fatter
Call me Fat Joe, lean back with the pattern
I'm like hey, uh, I know it's okay ('kay)
Sweet like Baby Ray's (Ray's)
Pull it to your face
Finna pull up to your place (place)
Ever since a n**** gettin' money, gettin' fatter
Call me Fat Joe, lean back with the pattern
I'm like hey, uh, I know it's okay ('kay)
Sweet like Baby Ray's (Ray's)
Pull it to your face
Finna pull up to your place (place)
.40 for the waist
Leavin' that open, like a case
Benz in the back and it look like hey
I'ma come run on that beat like yeah
I got Pacific, it's all on my neck
Jewelry is on me, I'm comin' through wet
Racks on my body, ain't talkin' 'bout pecs
I'm gettin' money, I'm runnin' the check
Leavin' that open, like a case
Benz in the back and it look like hey
I'ma come run on that beat like yeah
I got Pacific, it's all on my neck
Jewelry is on me, I'm comin' through wet
Racks on my body, ain't talkin' 'bout pecs
I'm gettin' money, I'm runnin' the check
God on my side, I ain't doin' no hex
Shawty the loaded, she touchin' the pecs
I told her "Shut up" and give me a sec
I told her "Shut up" and give me a sec (yeah)
Uh, yeah, uh, hey, hey, beep-beep
Baby, this a two-door, swervin' like I'm meep-meep (nyoom)
She know I love Anime, she think I'm a geek, geek
Mama said she proud of me, she see me on TV (hit it)
Shawty the loaded, she touchin' the pecs
I told her "Shut up" and give me a sec
I told her "Shut up" and give me a sec (yeah)
Uh, yeah, uh, hey, hey, beep-beep
Baby, this a two-door, swervin' like I'm meep-meep (nyoom)
She know I love Anime, she think I'm a geek, geek
Mama said she proud of me, she see me on TV (hit it)
Wait (wait), woah (woah)
Hey (hey), no (no)
Hey (hey), ho (ho)
Yeah, but you ain't even matter (matter)
Ever since a nigga gettin' money, gettin' fatter (fatter)
Call me Fat Joe, lean back with the pattern
Hey (hey), no (no)
Hey (hey), ho (ho)
Yeah, but you ain't even matter (matter)
Ever since a nigga gettin' money, gettin' fatter (fatter)
Call me Fat Joe, lean back with the pattern
When I pull up to the spot, everybody start to scatter
Count that money automatic (ayy)
Heard that n***** want the static (ayy)
No, no, I don't do no average, uh (I don't do no average)
(No, no, no, I don't do average, yeah, I don't do no average)
Count that money automatic (ayy)
Heard that n***** want the static (ayy)
No, no, I don't do no average, uh (I don't do no average)
(No, no, no, I don't do average, yeah, I don't do no average)
Pocket watchin'
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin'
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm getting this money, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis
Heard that boy, he pocket watchin'
I pull up with the pocket rocket
Heard that boy talkin' 'bout robbin', stop it
I be gettin' mil' like rocket, rocket
Fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
I'm getting this money, I'm poppin', I'm poppin' (yeah)
Baby, I'm hotter than Takis, Takis
Wait, woah, wait, woah
Wait, woah, wait, woah
Wait, woah, wait, woah
Wait, woah, wait
Wait, woah, wait, woah
Wait, woah, wait, woah
Wait, woah, wait
Ik vind het een leuk nummer en vind de tekst ook goed, de beat is hard maar dat maakt het ook wel leuk
ik denk dat hij rapt in dit nummer over wat hij leuk vind en wat hij doet in het dagelijks leven.
