Sonora.ID - Berikut ini lirik lagu 'Sprinter' yang dinyanyikan oleh Dave dan Central Cee yang baru dirilis pada 1 Juni 2023.

Lagu ini merupakan trek kedua dalam album Split Decision.

Lagu ini diproduseri oleh Jo Caleb, Jonny Leslie & Dave, Jim Legxacy, Kyle Evans & TR The Producer.

Central Cee pertama kali mempratinjau kolaborasi ini di kisah Instagramnya pada 18 Maret 2023, melalui tangkapan layar iMessage bersama dia dan Dave.

Ini berfungsi sebagai kedua kalinya keduanya membuat lagu bersama, yang pertama adalah remix untuk "Spirit Bomb" AJ Tracey pada tahun 2016.

Pada 27 Mei 2023, kedua rapper tersebut terlihat sedang syuting video musik di Monaco dan menghadiri Grand Prix F1 Monaco 2023 bersama. Pada 31 Mei, Dave mengumumkan tanggal rilis 1 Juni di Instagram-nya.

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Lirik:

[Verse 1: Central Cee]

The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotel, smokin' cigarette

Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan

She got thick, but she wanna get thin again

Drinkin' apple cider vinegar

Wearin' Skim 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em

Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent

We ain't got generational wealth

It's only a year that I've had these millions

My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious

I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it

Now this gyal wan' me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it)

[Chorus: Dave & Central Cee]

Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare

With bae through thick and thin

She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)

Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there

One hundred meters, huh

I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)

One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah

S-O-S, somebody rescue me

I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got

They can last me the next two weeks, uh

Huh, alright, like send the address through, please

[Verse 2: Dave & Central Cee]

SUV, the outside white

The inside brown like Michael Jack'

More time, man build a line and trap

Spend like I don't even like my stack

Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)

The way that I ball, no yellow

The ref haffa give me a black card

Who did what we doin' with rap?

Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap

Sprinter, two gyal in a van

Inter, two man in Milan, heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy

Need twenty percent of whatever she bags

Outside, my head in my hands

[Verse 3: Central Cee]

I told her my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate," uh

Your boyfriend ran from the diamond test 'cause they weren't legitimate, nah

She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh

I want her, and bro wants her affiliate

I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"

She a feminist, she think I'm sexist

Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic

Give me my space, I'm intergalactic

Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx, huh, alright

This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum

Dinner table, I got manners, huh

T-shirt tucked in, napkin

"Still loading," that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction

Eat good, I got indigestion

Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin

Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music (M-Maybach Music)

They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes, I may act stupid

I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to students

If bro let the drumstick beat, then somethin' gon' leak

We ain't playin' exclusives

[Chorus: Dave & Central Cee]

Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare

With bae through thick and thin

She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)

Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there

One hundred meters, huh

I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)

One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah

S-O-S, somebody rescue me

I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got

They can last me the next two weeks, uh

Huh, alright, like send the address through, please

[Verse 4: Dave & Central Cee]

Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest

Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest

I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'

Hit a lick, went cash converters

That don't work, it's pawn, no chess

I'm doin' more and talkin' less

I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they're all impressed (Alright)

I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns

Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash

It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked

Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too

Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you

AP baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me too

You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"

Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line

Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?"

I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside