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Gym Class
200.569
Alternative Rap
Gym Class foi lançado em 30 de março de 2016 por Death Note Music, LLC como parte do álbum Gym Class - Single
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Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Lil Peep
Lil Peep
Vocais
The Boats
The Boats
Samples (artista original)
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Craig Tattersall
Craig Tattersall
Composição
Nicholas Brobak
Nicholas Brobak
Composição
Gustav Ahr
Gustav Ahr
Composição
Andrew Robert Hargreaves
Andrew Robert Hargreaves
Composição
Daniel Norbury
Daniel Norbury
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Nicholas Brobak
Nicholas Brobak
Produção

Letra

[Verse 1]
Whip it like a Nascar, I can see the time pass
Feel like I'm in high school, fuckin' me in gym class
Shawty, I remember that
I know you remember that
You was fuckin' with me way before I even wrote raps
Now I'm seein' cash flow
I could be a asshole
Yeah, I know
But it's all good cause I let her spend my money, though
Playboy bunny, though, shawty look like a pornstar
I know she love me 'cause she fuck me in her sports car
I pull up on her, tell her that we finna go far
Drop top, smokin' thrax, lookin' at the stars
Gettin' high, taking bars till we on Mars
I could make the ground move like I'm Avatar
Now I'm faded on my own in my bedroom
Now I'm lookin' at my phone should I text you?
I just wanna sex you, I just wanna bless you
Baby, I'm a priest in the underworld, guess who
Lil' Bo Peep with a brand new flow too
Lookin' at my teeth like you never seen a gold tooth
Never in the streets 'cause I never leave my home
If you wanna live a dream, I ain't coming, bitch, I told you
[Verse 2]
Whip it like a Nascar, I can see the time pass
Feel like I'm in high school, fuckin' me in gym class
Shawty, I remember that
I know you remember that
You was fuckin' with me way before I even wrote raps
Now I'm seein' cash flow
I could be a asshole
Yeah, I know
But it's all good cause I let her spend my money, though
Playboy bunny, though, shawty look like a pornstar
I know she love me 'cause she fuck me in her sports car
I pull up on her, tell her that we finna go far
Drop top, smokin' thrax, lookin' at the stars
Gettin' high, taking bars till we on Mars
I could make the ground move like I'm Avatar
Now I'm faded on my own in my bedroom
Now I'm lookin' at my phone should I text you?
I just wanna sex you, I just wanna bless you
Baby, I'm a priest in the underworld, guess who
Lil' Bo Peep with a brand new flow too
Lookin' at my teeth like you never seen a gold tooth
Never in the streets 'cause I never leave my home
If you wanna live a dream, I ain't coming, bitch, I-
Written by: Andrew Robert Hargreaves, Craig Tattersall, Daniel Norbury, Gustav Ahr, Nicholas Brobak
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