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Slump Sum
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slump Sum wurde am 23. Dezember 2024 von BackDoeRecords als Teil des Albums It get greater later veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum23. Dezember 2024
LabelBackDoeRecords
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM97

Songtexte

GZ out there tweaking, you heard
Me ain't talkin' bout nothin' on my mama, I thought he said somethin
Even if I know about it, I ain't never said nothin
I put my trust in Lebron, he gon' dumb-dumb
Turnin' down on my bro, now I'm gon' show somethin
Boy, I'm that crazy, y'all really wanna get into it
I'll shoot my shot, I don't need a cease when I do it
Speakin' of my dawg, yeah, I got them shooters, they gon' do it
Once they come down, cuz I made this boy been actin' foolish
I can't do it, keep that toolin, mm-mm, tryna stretch somethin
We gon' wipe his nose, yeah, and them boys gon' bless him
Yeah, them boys gon' slime with the air, strip you off your life
If I put a ticket in, you know that punch runnin
A five, a ten, a dub, it's reckless
Them boys do it all for a checkin
When I ain't got my five, then I'm feelin' real naked
Knowin' that I'm paranoid, knowin' I'ma stress him
All that yankin, screamin' out real wrong
For the right price, there, get your head gone
Better think twice if you ever move wrong
So I be tryna get a **** head blown
Me ain't talkin' bout nothin' on my mama, I thought he said somethin
Even if I know about it, I ain't never said nothin
I put my trust in Lebron, he gon' dumb-dumb
Talkin' that I got my bird, knowin' I'm gon' slow time
Like a lullaby, we gon' put that pussy boy to sleep
That lil' tough cat down right, you know he love to creep
He get stuffed on, even if he got a red flag, he get rubbed on
Pizzas come around, me and ****, you get rubbed on
Hey, I'm talkin' crazy, but them boys ain't gon' stop nothin
Business on the bottom of my shoes and I'm standin' on it
Fly down the post, man, I know you do a front
Every time that I hold that trick, I make them **** run
Come here, boy, come here, girl, you can't run, nah
I ain't tryna run, I got my gun, nah
Damn, I lost my dog, I ain't even finna
Run down, run down, we gon' run down
All this shit a **** said, gotta stand on
Only for my **** and them new ones
And they don't pick my side here, damn
It's the wrong way if you wanna play with my beside
Everybody come up with them drapes and them gloves on
We gon' slide
I don't wanna talk about it
I just wanna spend some
I don't wanna talk about it
I just wanna spend some
Written by: Jermiah Blocker
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