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Laced
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Laced wurde am 17. Juni 2022 von Rich Amiri als Teil des Albums For The Better veröffentlicht
Veröffentlicht17. Juni 2022
LabelRich Amiri
SpracheEnglish
BPM71
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
They tryna bet on me, she getting wet for me
Losing my mind, but I gotta keep my head on me
These **** fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E
I'm in the A, but I'm fuckin' this ho from L.A., holy
She want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I got the bags, they filled up with cash
I add in your face (I add in your face)
And I'm in that Jag' and I'm goin' fast
Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?)
You makin' me mad, I pull out that gat
And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray)
Off of that molly and Adderall
I think my shit gettin' laced (Laced)
[Verse 2]
Off of that molly and Adderall
I wanna talk if it's racks involved
Playin' that ho like it's
Playin' that ho like it's basketball
Count it up, money, I
Count it up, money, I add it all
They want a feat, I'ma
They want a feat, I'ma tax 'em all
Say that you 'bout it, you
Say that you 'bout it, you cappin', dawg
Talk about killin' me
You is a joke, I laugh it off
Say you ain't feelin' me
I promise that I ain't mad at all
I'm on a killstreak
Slide on your block, I'ma let it off
[Verse 3]
They tryna bet on me, she getting wet for me
Losing my mind, but I gotta keep my head on me
These **** fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E
I'm in the A, but I'm fuckin' this ho from L.A., holy
She want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I got the bags, they filled up with cash
I add in your face (I add in your face)
And I'm in that Jag' and I'm goin' fast
Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?)
You makin' me mad, I pull out that GAT
And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray)
Off of that molly and Adderall
I think my shit gettin' laced (Laced)
[Verse 4]
Why the fuck you got us fightin' this motherfuckin' case?
I'm not 'posed to have this rod on me, but I refused to get faced
First degree on my waist, my bitch a V-8, you don't wanna race
I been sippin' all fuckin' day, I been noddin' off in outerspace, yeah
I'm the hottest in the room, I know you see it in my face
Cross me once then it's over, I hate being sober
My bitch drive a Range Rover, a lot of syrup in my soda
I just want her to come over, can tell you love it on my sofa
[Verse 5]
They tryna bet on me, she getting wet for me
Losing my mind, but I gotta keep my head on me
These **** fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E
I'm in the A, but I'm fuckin' this ho from L.A., holy
She want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I got the bags, they filled up with cash
I add in your face (I add in your face)
And I'm in that Jag' and I'm goin' fast
Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?)
You makin' me mad, I pull out that GAT
And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray)
Off of that molly and Adderall I think my shit gettin' laced (Laced)
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Rich Amiri, Rio Leyva, Summrs, William Slayton Lambert

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