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Osmosis
Hip-Hop/Rap
Osmosis wurde am 17. März 2024 von BmanHuncho als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtFoolproof
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Veröffentlichungsdatum17. März 2024
LabelBmanHuncho
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM164

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Smith
Brian Smith
Songwriter

Songtexte

Ah Ah I miss how it used to be
Used to blow my phone up, now you can't get a text from me
If I shake my pockets, green gon' fall, I'm like a apple tree
Riding with an angel with a demon stitched inside the seats
He sent me a open verse, I just sent him back the beat
If you ain't gang, New Detroit, I can't do the feat
I don't care about the fees, we do this shit off loyalty
And she don't care about the risk, she just wanna ride with B
I fuckin' hate you, you really doing this to me on my fuckin' birthday
Ah Ah Bman heartbreaker
Knowing we just fuckin' what she doing putting trust in me
Sign my bitch to death row like Lady Rage, call her Baby D
She got blood diamonds on her hand, this an Elden Ring
I put her behind 5% too fine to be seen
Smash the gas, German engineering, this a mean machine
It's a shame, this bitch drip so much for me to take it off
She just relax my muscles, feel my soul, leaving through my bones
Flames on the old school, hop out dripping like Osmosis Jones
She got all the Jean Paul Gaultier, they said ain't no more in store
She think that my money endless, now she wanna love me more
Used to move too fast, now I millimeter scan the floor
Used to lay up watching movies, now you out here being a whore
Even if it ain't true, that's just how I feel
Saying that you happy without me, but I know it ain't real
Tears dripping on her thigh, I'm gripping on the wheel
Ask her what you crying for, she said she don't want it to end
I'm thinking, bitch get out your feelings
If I ain't have no pape, we probably wouldn't even be chilling
Telling me you hate your baby daddy, I'm knowing you still with him
Telling me about your bills, I'm like that's crazy, I feel it
I think she got a BBL, I know she know I wanna feel it
Bad bitch, I open the gates to hell, it got a ocean in it
New Detroit full of hard workers, it ain't no Osha in it
Told bro don't put his cup down, cause it got potion in it
And it's kid's in here, I see lights in the rear and I disappear
Send that lil **** to the store, Mr. Belvedere
Wax London button up, I'm looking like a lumberjack
You can spend your money on her, but you'll never get that time back
I miss the time when rats ain't care for cheese, wish I could run it back
She finna drop a baby, I'm just waiting on the snapback
Written by: Brian Smith
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