Top Songs By Kenny Mason
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Vocals
Jean Dawson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Dawson
Songwriter
Edwin Green
Songwriter
Benjamin Wilson
Songwriter
Dane McQuillan
Songwriter
Jose Julian De La Cruz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julián Cruz
Producer
Matt Schaeffer
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Ben10k
Producer
Danes Blood
Producer
James Kang
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Free
Blink
[Verse 1]
Bring my stick back to the kick-back
I can't kick back 'til it's near
My gang sit back in the field
Bet that pass get interfered
It's just bad as it appears
I saw madness in the mirror
Smoke this shit, then shoot the saddle
We gon' slide like Chutes And Ladders
Gang'nem, brought the Perkies to the party just to slang them
My mama told me, "Watch them **** that you came with"
I came to chill, but me and shawty took the same pills
And now I can't chill
I might've started some shit
Starter kit for crackin' cards, I was in the mall with this shit
Maulin' shit, marchin' through marta' with a bomb in my fit
My dawg was searching your spot like it was a bomb in that bitch (Woo)
Runnin' this bitch, we can't get caught up
[Chorus]
Ridin' on the silver lining, I could coast for days
I know it's highs and lows, but I control the highs to hold the weight (So I can wait)
(Free) Nosedive, nosedive, nosedive (So I can wait)
(Blink) Nosedive, nosedive, nose slide (Nose slide)
[Verse 2]
I don't fuck with these **** or fuck with these bitches
I don't need no one opinion, law or permission
****, I been on go (Go), from the run jump like an engine
Don't give up, don't get jumped, tryna get it
I'm in the middle of making a milli', I'll call you right back (Brrt)
Caught in the convo while conjuring cash, coughin' up gas
Reality gettin' harder to grasp, sit in a circle, I'm summonin' racks
Somebody son gon' get shot in the back
Tryna be bad, you tryna be passed
Ride with the clique and you might get a bag
Dive in the pit and you might hear a splash
[Chorus]
Ridin' on the silver lining, I could coast for days
I know it's highs and lows, but I control the highs to hold the weight (So I can wait)
(Free) Nosedive, nosedive, nosedive (So I can wait)
(Blink) Nosedive, nosedive, nose slide (Nose slide)
[Verse 3]
I'ma give 'em hell
Oh my God, I'm so D4L (Yep)
Mona Lisa, 'bout to pop this pill
My chain swingin', nah, is y'all for real?
I got a grin so big 'cause I got the bail
Heavy, walkin' 'round steady
Tell me that you love me, I might turn into confetti
I-I-I-I'm ready, God, take the wheel
Ninety RPM and my wheels over hill, nosedive
[Chorus]
Ridin' on the silver lining, I could coast for days
I know it's highs and lows, but I control the highs to hold the weight (So I can wait)
(Free) Nosedive, nosedive, nosedive (So I can wait)
(Blink) Nosedive, nosedive, nose slide (Nose slide, nose slide)
Written by: Benjamin Wilson, Dane McQuillan, Edwin Green, Jean Dawson, Jose Julian De La Cruz, Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr