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Fool
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Rap
Skladba Fool vyšla 26. března 2020 New 11 Records na albu War
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AlbumWar
Datum vydání26. března 2020
ŠtítekNew 11 Records
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM83

Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Izaya Tiji
Izaya Tiji
Performer
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Songwriter

Texty

I miss you Angel
He a fool, we send shots right at his dumbass
Even my lil cuz' could take yo' bitch, It ain't that hard man
We pull up, 'boom boom boom boom' with them choppas like it's Taliban
We might just pop him out his shit, then wet his hoe, then wet his top man
Fly this bitch out lil ****, I fuck this hoe because she flawless
I do my money dance, 'dadada-dadadadada'
She don't really fuck wit' me, she just want a lil' Prada bag
You want smoke with me lil' boy?, then come on, pull up, take a stab
I got locs, I think they can not wait to pull up, blow 'ya stache off
Give like 5k to my ****, he'll pull up, blow ya' ass off
And we gon' leave a **** wetter than a rainstorm
We leave him, 'wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet'
Yeah lil' stripper bitch gon' suck me down, 'cause my pockets fat
And we down for whatever
Bullets hot, they gon' give lil boy a fever
'Way we get money, they thought it was a cheat code
Think I want to fly this bitch out straight from Rio
Sippin' on Wock', no we ain't sippin' on no Tito's
Shooters, they hit you from ten feet, yeah, that's a free-throw
Hollow tips gon' chew ya' body like a Frito
It get cold out there, you gotta turn ya' heat on
When I'm off that Percocet baby, 'leave me 'lone
And I want all these drugs and these diamonds, just like a god damn fool
I still got shooters, got shooters, they in the field
This shit get hectic lil boy, It's crazy 'cause they fight for real
We gettin' rich, we do what we want, don't give a fuck bout mass appeal
I hit up my ****, say I'm on the way, he say he gon' crack a lil seal
You know my **** go crazy as fuck, I give him 5k you get killed
Off of that lean I get lazy as fuck, lazy as fuck, for real
**** I ain't signing shit, I need M's for a deal
I like finer shit, expensive shit, It's how I live
He a fool, we send shots right at his dumbass
Even my lil cuz' could take yo' bitch, It ain't that hard man
We pull up, 'boom boom boom boom' with them choppas like it's Taliban
We might just pop him out his shit, then wet his hoe, then wet his top man
Fly this bitch out lil ****, I fuck this hoe because she flawless
I do my money dance, 'dadada-dadadadada'
She don't really fuck wit' me, she just want a lil' Prada bag, out
Brand new Prada bag
Written by: Matthew Isaiah Carson
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