Gash King (Joel Fletcher Remix) - Uberjak'd&Joel Fletcher

Joel Fletcher

MLBRN

Ronald Talauega

Joel Allan

Jeremy Bunawan

专辑:《Shut The Gates (Explicit)》

更新时间:2025-03-01 09:13:09

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Gash King (Joel Fletcher Remix) - Uberjak'd&Joel Fletcher 歌词

Shut The Gates (Explicit) - Joel Fletcher/MLBRN

Composed by:Ronald Talauega/Joel Allan/Jeremy Bunawan

Wooh

Ay ay

They don't really do it like this

Tell the gang gang stop taking trips

'Cause we in the club and we taking ya *****

Guess that means both of yas gripping the stick

None of you doin' this ****

Don't talk about ops if you ain't in the mix

Forget all the beef and jump on the piss

Here's to one night where we don't have to risk

'Cause we really doin' this ****

This is the life that we live

Welcome to Melbourne

You want it we sell them got everything here on the list

Call me and I'm on the way

**** it they ain't worth a case

Give me the addy

I'll come through with the bags you'll be up for days

From the south east to the west side

Take a hottie for a test drive

**** ya post code for a minute

Illchay and just let the rest ride

They still tryna test my patience hell yeah

Send your location hell yeah

Last time I bended

Bra woke up at the police station hell yea

What's the time place

High school dropout with A grade

Same energy when ya in my face

Lad do me a favour heat this plate

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Do me a favour heat this plate

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Ay wooh

It's day three nobody want to call it

Don't want to see anyone yawning

Lost my girl and I lost my job

Luckily none of that's ***** important

Burner's ringing hotline blinging

Call my bro 'cause the wheels be foreign

Got me dropping off

Now I'm picking up just so all of my boys be sorted

Care where ya from

Leave ya beef at the door shut up about war

'Cause you ain't seen one

Got drinks got girls and trust me

Bra word the agbays dumb

Let's O G

Got a J D and coke for this nose

Tell 'em all line 'em up for my bros

'Cause day four there's no going home

Let's send it away

**** it they ain't worth a case

Give me the addy I'll come through with the bags

You'll be up for days

From the south east to the west side

Take a hottie for a test drive

**** ya post code for a minute

Illchay and just let the rest ride

They still tryna test my patience hell yeah

Send your location hell yeah

Last time I bended

Bra woke up at the police station hell yea

What's the time place

High school dropout with A grade

Same energy when ya in my face

Lad do me a favour heat this plate

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates

Shut the ******* gates