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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TOKYO'S REVENGE
TOKYO'S REVENGE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garth Best
Garth Best
Composer
Golden Landis Von Jones
Golden Landis Von Jones
Composer
Blake Slatkin
Blake Slatkin
Composer
Omer Fedi
Omer Fedi
Composer
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Composer
Keegan Bach
Keegan Bach
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blake Slatkin
Blake Slatkin
Producer
Omer Fedi
Omer Fedi
Producer
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Producer
KBeaZy
KBeaZy
Producer

Lyrics

I hit the back of your 'Rari
Sorry, but I am not sorry (No)
You playing games like Atari (Whoa)
I cut you off like karate, girl
I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrrt)
Sorry, but I am not sorry
We the ones crashin' the party
This is a sorry, not sorry world
Tokyo done fucked up the game
Switched up, new Cartier
Married to the money, man, I should've went and got a motherfucking wedding ring
Man, I put that on everything
How come these pistols won't jam?
Dunk on 'em, NBA Jam
These **** want me to fail (Whoa, whoa)
Had to pull up, wrist on 'em wet, and I took the face off
Spaceship for a vehicle, breakin' up when it take off
**** on somethin' till I pull up and pull the thing out
Baby, I'm a real one, never needed a handout
Same ones that's mad, their pockets hurt now
Oh, yeah, I'm turnt now
This 'Rari gon' skrrt out (Uh, yeah)
Chanel on my bag and I'ma laugh to the bank
I came in a Bimmer and I'ma leave in a tank
I came with a heater, so it was murder she sang (Yeah, uh)
Gucci my belt buckle, I heard you a snake
So I double my bread, chuckle, and get to the cake
Shorty, having a demon's like tryna breathe out of space
I hit the back of your 'Rari
Sorry, but I am not sorry
You playing games like Atari (What)
I cut you off like karate, girl
I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrrt)
Sorry, but I am not sorry (No)
We the ones crashin' the party
This is a sorry, not sorry world
We goin' Virgil, Virgil on a baby
I'm tryna Off-White up on her face (Slatt)
She know a real **** from a fake
I bring them real diamonds out the case
We goin' crazy, brazy at the party (Woo)
I'm drippin' ice all up on the body
Startin' a fight, **** gettin' gnarly
Whippin' and dippin', we doin' the race
She got some bean bags with a mean ass, so I told her to back up
We in a C-class tryna think fast, how to get to the bag, huh?
She wanna be friends, well it depends 'cause you already gassed up
Better get ready to blast off
I'm in the streets with my mask off
I can't pretend, you decide, do or die, baby
Who am I to choose your side, ain't we grown enough?
This is the end 'cause I ain't got a whole lot of patience
Bullshit smell like your fragrance, said enough
I hit the back of your 'Rari
Sorry, but I am not sorry
You playing games like Atari
I cut you off like karate, girl
I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrrt)
Sorry, but I am not sorry (No)
We the ones crashin' the party
This is a sorry, not sorry world
I hit the back of your 'Rari
Sorry, but I am not sorry
You playing games like Atari (What)
I cut you off like karate, girl
I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrrt)
Sorry, but I am not sorry (No)
We the ones crashin' the party
This is a sorry, not sorry world
Written by: Blake Slatkin, Garth Best, Golden Landis Von Jones, Jasper Harris, Keegan Bach, Omer Fedi
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