Top Songs By Red Band
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Red Band
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ari Starace
Songwriter
Alexander Gumuchian
Composer
Yonatan Galila
Arranger
Tal Tamari
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tal Tamari
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
How I stride like that?
[Verse 2]
Amex, no cap, eight hundred score
They wonder how, how I guap like that
I rap my lyrics when I perform
They wonder how, how I stride like that
Married to the grind, I brought my ring
I'm corny, but your girly want the dick
Modest with my jewels, but check the bank
Finally got my money, say my thanks
[Verse 3]
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
[Verse 4]
How I stride like that?
Hey man, I'm at the bank again
They wonder how, how I guap like that
Pink whip with flames all on the side
They wonder how, how I stride like that
[Verse 5]
Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo
Popped a Lucy loosey goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool
Got the paper, went to school, be careful who you callin' a fool
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 6]
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
Shine my wrist, it go like sha-sha-sha, sha-sha-sha
Got your bitch singing, "La-la-la-la, la-la-la"
How I stride like that?
How I stride like that?
How I stride like that?
How I stride like that?
Written by: Alexander Gumuchian, Ari Starace