Lirik Crisis - Rich Chigga feat 21 Savage
Setelah mencetak hits online tahun ini dengan lagu-lagu seperti "Chaos" dan "Glow Like Dat", Rich Chigga kembali mengeluarkan lagu terbaru, namun kali ini dia berkolaborasi dengan Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph atau lebih dikenal dengan nama 21 Savage yaitu rapper asal Republik Dominika. Kolaborasi rapper muda ini menyanyikan sebuah lagu yang berjudul Crisis.
Single "Crisis" diproduksi oleh Rich Chigga dan memang terlihat siap untuk dimainkan untuk mengulangi kesuksesan lagu-lagu sebelumnya. Sekali lagi, video Chigga datang berkat pertarungan, media promosi dan perusahaan promosi Asia / Asia-Amerika yang juga berperan dalam kesuksesan Joji , Keith Ape , Yaeji , dan Higher Brothers.
| Penyanyi | Rich Chigga featuring 21 Savage |
| Judul Lagu | Crisis |
| Album | Single Crisis |
| Pencipta | Rich Chigga dan 21 Savage |
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| Foto Instagram Rich Chigga 2017 yang tetap sederhana meskipun sudah bisa dikatakan sukses |
Lirik Lagu Rich Chigga - Crisisi
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Baca Juga : Lirik Lagu Rich Chigga - Chaos
Lirik Crisis
[Chorus: Rich Chigga]
Yeah, wake up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then 'bout this
I got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
Yessiree I did, ayy
[Post-Chorus: Rich Chigga]
Got that ass on me
Sound like I'm from New York City
Airbnb, gon' fuck in it
She know that I do the music (music)
Always cook at home, I'm tryna to save up
Tryna do my friends some favors
Gave her head, she facin' backwards (backwards, ayy)
[Verse 1: Rich Chigga]
27 shows, I go through cities every now and then
I watch the crowd, they jumpin', watchin' me (watchin' me)
Cut, cut to days ago
I'm just a kid not old enough to smoke a cig
They wonder, "What's the recipe?" (Ayy, recipe)
They want me to call home, I can hear the drum roll
But understand I'm out here for a reason
Li-livin' in my own home, father miss me I know
But also he know that I'm on a mission (mission)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
I got diamonds on my fist and shit
Diamonds on my wrist and shit
So icy, bitch, I'm colder than a freezer (bling-blaow)
My main bitch bitchin' (21), side bitch trippin'
Bitch I love ya'll both but none of y'all ain't no keepers
I'll leave ya, Rolls Royce look like Jeepers Creepers (21)
Made a million dollars with Adidas (21)
Can't have a ticket, nigga, off my beeper (21)
Take this shit to trial, nigga, I'm gon' beat it
Spilt my lean, it got me heated
Say it one time, I don't repeat it
Baby, get down on your knees and eat it, (wow) eat it, eat it
Walking out of Louis V with the big box
Yeah I pulled at Saint Laurent, I made a pit stop
Young Savage walk around with the big Glock (21)
With that .30 hangin' out, nigga that's hip-hop (facts)
Car too fast, 12 can't stop me (skrrt)
Bitch too bad, hoes can't fuck me (21)
You was running from the smoke, nigga, not me (on God)
Rich Chigga, 21 Savage, now it's O.D. (21)
[Chorus: Rich Chigga]
Yeah, wake up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then 'bout this
I got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
Yessiree I did, ayy
[Verse 3: Rich Chigga]
She act like a bird
I wear shit made out of fur
Your man say he getting money
Claim that he's entrepreneur
Fast car like Fast & Furious
She throw it back, Delorean
I'm sittin' in somebody's BMW recordin' this
Not my whip, not my whip
Rather walk or take a Lyft
On a trip, I hit the strip
That made me sad and then I dip
Ayy, Brian learnin' how to live it (damn)
People 'round him go in circles
Head is spinnin' with no fidget (recipe)
Used to play the drums though
Never liked it, no, no
Lil' Brian didn't see the bigger picture
Rap-rap on my own beats so
One hundred percent goes
Straight to my li'l pockets and I keep it
[Chorus: Rich Chigga]
Yeah, wake up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then 'bout this
I got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
Yessiree I did, ayy
[Post-Chorus: Rich Chigga]
Got that ass on me
Sound like I'm from New York City
Airbnb, gon' fuck in it
She know that I do the music (music)
Always cook at home, I'm tryna to save up
Tryna do my friends some favors
Gave her head, she facin' backwards (backwards, ayy)
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