Інформація про пісню На цій сторінці ви можете ознайомитися з текстом пісні Headliner, виконавця - SammusДата випуску: 14.06.2017
Мова пісні: Англійська
Headliner |
| I’m kinda cold |
| I been told I ain’t dope enough |
| Just another opener |
| I’m hopin' though |
| To go as pro as Oprah |
| Promoters don’t be knowing |
| So we going toe-to-toe |
| And rope-a-doping bro |
| I’m GI Joe they Cobra |
| Fe-fi-fo I’m growin though |
| Keep on flowing |
| Over dope beats and my peeps hella deep like the Coppolas |
| Spittin' heat on my overdubs |
| Want to find peace on the beach in the breeze eating coconuts |
| I’m tryna slide a little higher on the flyer |
| Finally getting kinda nice got my rhyming looking tighter |
| So my writing justifies every line up on the rider |
| Booking gotta cover flights and a couple overnighters, yeah |
| If I said it once |
| Said it ten times |
| Gotta have some guts |
| If you headline |
| Gotta make ‘em trust in your end rhymes |
| You could still get fucked like it’s hentai |
| If you don’t get the bucks you’ll be crust in the breadline |
| Bright lights posted on the marquee |
| Ready for the nightlife hosting every party |
| Ready for my close up |
| Now we got the toast up |
| Then nobody shows up |
| Pardon me, I’m sorry I’ll leave |
| Pardon me, I’m sorry I’ll leave |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Living in the land of keystrokes and passwords |
| Cheat codes, amiibos, and actors |
| In the real world I swing low for black nerds |
| Lift up my kinfolk my back hurts |
| Now I’m blowing up |
| Those who wasn’t showing love |
| Seem to believe they can eat from my Cocoa Puffs |
| Tryna fiend for my solo cup |
| I’mma get mean like Ali to compete for the Golden Gloves |
| Yeah, people telling many lies |
| Lotta local friends they ain’t never seen my live |
| Only on the internet, yeah I call ‘em CGI |
| They can suck my puddy tat, yeah I call ‘em tweety pie |
| They ain’t never comin thru it be killin' me Smalls |
| But maybe I’m a fool I’m givin' too many props, yeah |
| Most humans they will prove to be flops |
| After all I’m just another opportunity cost |
| Bright lights posted on the marquee |
| Ready for the nightlife hosting every party |
| Ready for my close up |
| Now we got the toast up |
| Then nobody shows up |
| Pardon me, I’m sorry I’ll leave |
| Pardon me, I’m sorry I’ll leave |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |
| Ay-la-ay-la-ay-la ay ay ay ay ay-la |