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Comin' Back
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Comin' Back wurde am 21. Januar 2018 von 765737 Records DK als Teil des Albums Calmate - EP veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum21. Januar 2018
Label765737 Records DK
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Figgadelli
Figgadelli
Songwriter

Songtexte

Let's do it again
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I ain't coming back
I ain't, aye
 
Sittin' on pluto pluto
Spanish mami, juno
Sittin on hits on hits
Figga' got the cheat code
Awww yeah
Take that flight wit me tho
Floaty need no speed boat
Water ocean deep though
High as Gerald Green go
Medical be my lingo
Bingo bingo bingo
We just scored that indo
Higher than flamingo
Yea I said flamingo
Need to check yo ego
They wherever we go
Higher than Aladdin
Puffin' that magic dragon
Coughing when u drag it
You know i got that sack on me, that's automatic
You was sneak dissin
But it wasn't valid
No
No it wasn't valid
'Nother 1 DJ Khaled
‘Nother 1 Dj Khaled
Smoke look like a hot-box when we in the attic
And my bitch badd, i feel like Rodger Rabbit
Want it? You cant have it
To the moon im gassing
Want it, you can't have it
To the moon I'm gassing
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back, I ain't coming back
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I'm not coming back (Skrrt)
I ain't coming back
I ain't, aye
The weed i got will probably kill your lungs
I don't roll my weed inside a dutch
Man i put that gas inside a back-wood
Higher than the the junkies in ya whole hood
Called that boy a monkey, like them folks would
Now he the richest lil monkey in his whole hood
I wanna touch that money, come call me a monkey
Junkies, junkies, junkies, they pull up like huggies
I'm flippin the chalk, dog, smokin the pack
Ni-gga snitchin on me, we gon go kill us a rat
I pull a 3 like im Scrap
Put the whole hood on my back
**** aint fuckin wit you
**** aint fuckin wit that
I been smokin, yeai been tot'n
Pop Pop rifle leave ya head open
Written by: Figgadelli
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