Weitere Songs von NLE The Great
Weitere Songs von NLE Choppa
Beschreibung
Produzent: Charlie Cooks
Produzent: NLE The Great
Produzent: Aaron Mattes
Mischung, Aufnahme: Aaron Mattes
Hintergrundgesang: Colleen Fano
Hintergrundgesang: Dahlia Grizzard
Hintergrundgesang: Malavika
Trompete: Mark Franklin
Gesang: NLE The Great
A&R-Assistentin: Sabela Sinn
Trompete: Terence Washington
A&R-Administratorin: Teresa Joseph
Mastering: Tiernan Cranny
Texter: Aaron Mattes
Texter: Bryson Potts
Texter: Charles Nelson Forsberg
Texter: Dennis Lambert
Texter: Dwayne Hitchings
Texterin: Franny Gold
Regie: Bryson Potts und Travis Payne
Methodistin/Produzentin: Melissa Ciampa
Produktionsfirma: Spittn Image
Songtext und Übersetzung
Original
Yahweh, yahweh
K-O, K-O
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye
Don't step any further (Ayy)
I was quiet for a minute, now I'm breaking up the peace
Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya' sleep
I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em
Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma
YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league
I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece
Last thing that I heard was "Jesus, please"
Had me looking at the Devil like, "This is your king?"
Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run
You just a pawn on the Devil's chessboard, you're done
I'm trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one
(Don't step any further) What you can do, I can do better
R.I.P. y'all altogether, all black in some leather (K-O, K-O)
(Hmm, voo-D-I-O)
I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester
(Yahweh bomba ye)
Bet yo' bottom dollar Top Shotta packin' heat (Don't step any further)
Iron Mike, Cus D'Amato, I'll put a nigga to sleep
We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas
The house and the field niggas, I'm trill, nigga
I rock nations, "Still nigga"
Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em
So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone (K-O, K-O)
Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone (Hmm, voo D-I-O)
And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs
Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking
When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears
"It's Hunting Season" on the "Wall of Weird," head-hunting souvenirs
K-O, K-O
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga)
K-O
Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames
Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane
I got a bullet, engraved on it, his name
Clip like a dick, dump it 'til it's all gone, that's a sex change
This shit gets deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets
Yahweh sent me to decease 'em, so I'm the reaper to greet 'em
Andale, bombs away, down go the four
Ten was the count (Nigga), but he don't want no mo'
Let's see who macho for real (K-O)
Lock me in a room with you (K-O)
I'll make ya pipsqueak squeal from his grill (Hmm, voo-D-I-O)
I'm gonna cock it and let you taste the iron (Yahweh bomba ye)
(Don't step any further)
Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on
Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea
He a he-she man, brah, I'll put them lead carrots in yo' ass
Now you're wearin' a colostomy bag for a pamper
(Don't step any further)
I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't step any further, nigga)
You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do (K-O, K-O)
You the reason niggas beating bitches, thinking that it's cute
(Hmm, voo D-I-O)
You send niggas to do what you wouldn't even do (Yahweh bomba ye)
Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mmh (Don't step any further)
Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch
Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick
Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs
(Don't step any further)
Make you think you the one who can lash out
Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out
Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout
Holding onto an image that you ain't really living
(Don't step any further)
Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh
Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit (K-O, K-O)
Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid (Hmm, voo D-I-O)
(Yahweh bomba ye)
Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence
(Don't step any further)
That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children
When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant
I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart
Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain't doing his part?
Why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part?
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga, bow-bow)
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Bow-bow-bow)
(Any further)
Deutsche Übersetzung
Yahweh, yahweh
K-O, K-O
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye
Don't step any further (Ayy)
Ich war eine Minute lang still, jetzt breche ich den Frieden
Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya' sleep
I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em
Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma
YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league
I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece
Last thing that I heard was "Jesus, please"
Had me looking at the Devil like, "This is your king?"
Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run
You just a pawn on the Devil's chessboard, you're done
Ich versuche, manche zu treten, manche zu segnen, manche zu nassen, manche zu dehnen
(Don't step any further) What you can do, I can do better
R.I.P. y'all altogether, all black in some leather (K-O, K-O)
(Hmm, voo-D-I-O)
I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester
(Yahweh bomba ye)
Ich wette, dein unterster Dollar. Top Shotta packt Hitze (Geh nicht weiter)
Iron Mike, Cus D'Amato, I'll put a nigga to sleep
We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas
The house and the field niggas, I'm trill, nigga
I rock nations, "Still nigga"
Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em
So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone (K-O, K-O)
Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone (Hmm, voo D-I-O)
And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs
Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking
When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears
"It's Hunting Season" on the "Wall of Weird," head-hunting souvenirs
K-O, K-O
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga)
K-O
Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames
Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane
I got a bullet, engraved on it, his name
Clip like a dick, dump it 'til it's all gone, that's a sex change
This shit gets deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets
Jahwe hat mich gesandt, sie zu töten, also bin ich der Schnitter, der sie begrüßt
Andale, bombs away, down go the four
Ten was the count (Nigga), but he don't want no mo'
Let's see who macho for real (K-O)
Lock me in a room with you (K-O)
Ich werde deinen Winzling von seinem Grill zum Quieken bringen (Hmm, voo-D-I-O)
I'm gonna cock it and let you taste the iron (Yahweh bomba ye)
(Don't step any further)
Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on
Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea
He a he-she man, brah, I'll put them lead carrots in yo' ass
Now you're wearin' a colostomy bag for a pamper
(Don't step any further)
I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't step any further, nigga)
You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do (K-O, K-O)
You the reason niggas beating bitches, thinking that it's cute
(Hmm, voo D-I-O)
You send niggas to do what you wouldn't even do (Yahweh bomba ye)
Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mmh (Don't step any further)
Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch
Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick
Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs
(Don't step any further)
Make you think you the one who can lash out
Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out
Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout
Holding onto an image that you ain't really living
(Don't step any further)
Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh
Kannst du es fühlen? The reaper want a visit (K-O, K-O)
Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid (Hmm, voo D-I-O)
(Yahweh bomba ye)
Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence
(Don't step any further)
That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children
When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant
I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart
Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain't doing his part?
Why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part?
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga, bow-bow)
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
Don't step any further (Bow-bow-bow)
(Any further)