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runnin'
Hip-Hop/Rap
runnin' wurde am 2. Juni 2023 von 3192717 Records DK2 als Teil des Albums bbs (+) veröffentlicht
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Albumbbs (+)
Veröffentlichungsdatum2. Juni 2023
Label3192717 Records DK2
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Castel Pettiford
Castel Pettiford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod. MOLLY.
Prod. MOLLY.
Producer

Songtexte

(Eternal)
Come the fuck on
Lil baby stop calling my phone
I'm chilling smoking out that bong
These bitches don't be calling when I'm broke
These **** hatin', they trying to hoe
Cop me that pack, yeah for the low
Roll up that green, smoking on your bro
She gon' fuck on the team, well let's get it, let's go, hu
Finna get rich and go hop in that big body
Off of these drugs, you can't tell me shit bout it
Yeah that za got me feeling too funny
Count a thousand bands, ****, like the Sunny
I play with her heart, ****, that shit gummy
Gave that hoe the pipe, now she say she love me
Got a older bitch say she'll fuck me when I'm twenty
White hoe, break her back had her runnin'
They be like, "Kiz how you living life?"
I been through so much shit, I can't live this shit twice
Man it's so many bad hoes, roll the dice
I can't fuck with these sad hoes, that shit trifle
I don't fuck with that bitch, she calling every night
**** mad that's his bitch now he want to fight
I ain't shooting no hands, ****, meet the pole
He got locked with his mans, I know he gon' fold
Bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Say she like swag, she like rich shit
Finna count a few stacks give her rich dick
I'm finna get off my ass and get rich quick
**** keep talking 'bout me but ain't talking bout bread
Talking foul, couple shots at your head
Freaky bitch eating my dick in the bed
Classy bitch but she love shaking that ass (Yeah)
Come the fuck on
Lil baby stop calling my phone
I'm chilling smoking out that bong
These bitches don't be calling when I'm broke
These **** hating, they trying to hoe
Cop me that pack, yeah for the low
Roll up that green, smoking on your bro
She gon' fuck on the team, well let's get it, let's go, hu
Finna get rich and go hop in that big body
Off of these drugs you can't tell me shit bout it
Yeah that za got me feeling too funny
Count a thousand bands, ****, like the Sunny
I play with her heart, **** that shit gummy
Gave that hoe the pipe, now she say she love me
Got a older bitch say she'll fuck me when I'm twenty
White hoe, break her back had her runnin'
Written by: Castel Pettiford
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