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No Comment
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No Comment wurde am 24. September 2020 von Turner / FAE als Teil des Albums No Comment - Single veröffentlicht
24. September 2020
LabelTurner / FAE
SpracheEnglish
BPM70
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
You don't know how it feel
We expose the fake from the real
All this cash, man, I don't need the roads
But I still stay out here for the thrill
Said she ain't a hoe, baby girl, that's cap
But we let her roll 'cause she make it clap
Team too real when the feds ask question
We don't even know where we hid them waps
[Verse 2]
Don't ask what happened
All I know 'bout no comment
Bag of these clowns in the comments
When I see them in the flesh not on it
This ting wanna fuck but my wap no diet
If u won't hold it stop tryin
It bangs like pop but it's not mans riding
Bro you won't ride stop lying
Even when they see T Wayne no weapon
You should see their face expression
When we was low no waps just cheffing
Now we just shoot, David Beckham
He spend a change he's sweating
Watch me stack up a mill still reppin'
Touch one of mine I'll lose it
Big a back out the ting and shoot it
[Verse 3]
Penthouse with a chocolate one
T Wayne told me I love this one
Anybody touch my ones
Make a man buss my gun
Fill up the ting let it fly and spark
Pull up to the dance and buy out the bar
She already know who we are
Now your bae wanna try out the car
[Verse 4]
You don't know how it feel
We expose the fake from the real
All this cash, man, I don't need the roads
But I still stay out here for the thrill
Said she ain't a hoe, baby girl that's cap
But we let her roll 'cause she make it clap
Team too real when the feds ask question
We don't even know where we hid them waps
[Verse 5]
3x3 cause problems
Gang move mad on the wing like Bronson
All the op p boys talk nonsense
Got enough waps for a group that's options
True say mans got fans me and bro
Everyone clock mans boat
Five man deep in the T right now
But the location unknown
[Verse 6]
I was straight of the wing then scheming
Look for a opp then chief him
Them days I had no P's in
Licked off the food then dealing
I don't do online cussin'
My brethrens ride out big Russian
Stunt on the block they'll suck him
Shank clutching back out then touch him
[Verse 7]
Turner the burner the spinner
You don't wanna get dropped like litter
Mans got waps on the ends
And bro left toys with a chocolate ting no Kinder
Opp turned singer, online hitter
Did all the dirt for the gram and Twitter
Got sweets in the ting make an opp turn pack, now I rap, all the opps turned bitter
[Verse 8]
You don't know how it feel
We expose the fake from the real
All this cash, man, I don't need the roads
But I still stay out here for the thrill
Said she ain't a hoe, baby girl, that's cap
But we let her roll 'cause she make it clap
Team too real when the feds ask question
We don't even know where we hid them waps
Written by: Benjamin Barrows, Biran Taal, Dennis Jr Odunwo, Ryan Mckenzie
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