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Belize
Hip-Hop/Rap
Belize wurde am 19. April 2026 von Broken pen society als Teil des Albums Back To Baby veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum19. April 2026
LabelBroken pen society
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beatsby Taz
Beatsby Taz
Producer

Songtexte

(Baby)
(Roit)
(Yea)
I'm finna eat this beat
(Eat eat eat eat, ugly ahh)
Breath, I'm in her throat like a breeze (Breathe)
Knee, I'm in Her back like police (Ye)
Hoes, well I get a whole lot of these (Hoes)
Bitches on me, shit, I make it look easy (Easy)
My heart, tucked that bitch under my sleeves
Loyalty never did come with a sleaze (Neva)
Advocating for a foreign from Belize
Hate when a hoe like a egg, over-easy
She finished too fast and our fuck over, easy
It's squares in his circle, he love em' some pizza
Slid to the bar just to fuck the barista
Her head is fire, the bomb, Batista
Credit his debt then we slid like a visa (th)
Me and two other hoes, we in a bishi (Mitsubishi, me too bishi)
My cent, what it cost, I spent over fifty
I keep a bitch wrapped around my finger like coils (Wrapped around)
Thought he was slick but he slipped sipping oil
Abdomen, I'm in a pact with some wolfs (Pack)
I like my bitches thicker than some wool (Ye)
Waist wrapped with metal, aluminum foil
Light on the glick because I hate when it's dull
Muffler, I keep my hoes hella spoiled (Spoiled)
Just like a bonnet, she full off the head
Huh
Uzi, I'm living life on the edge
360 days he was left in the field
His **** ain't pain and they left em' for dead
Running your mouth, put that bitch on a tread (Ye)
Grinding, doing that till I get a mill (Grind)
Just like her name, she went to the last **** that fucked her over (Fucked her over)
Thumping through green, now my fingers like Yodas (Yea)
Unzip a bag, bust out the odor
Pussy, I get for the free like a loader
File, music flooding up my folder (Folder)
I'm from the north and no, not Dakota (Ye)
Willy, Wonka, gold ticket Trojan
Got to wear that if she want to feel motion (Yea)
Moses, split her legs open for ocean (Ye)
Flew out to Paris, I feel like I'm Otis (Ye)
Huh
Hoes did me wrong, doubled down, now I'm bogus
Hole in one, I'm in her mouth like a bougie (Bougie)
I can not fuck if she smell like some Dodies
Clip, get filled, until that bitch get loaded (Thh)
**** back door so I can not reload it (Fact)
Eyes all the hay, I'm smoking on potent (Ye)
She love a lyrical ****, I'm poet (Poet)
Finessed on his bitch, now she ride like a stoley
Breath, I'm in her throat like a breeze (Breathe)
Knee, I'm in Her back like police
Hoes, well I get a whole lot of these (Ye)
Bitches on me, shit, I make it look easy (Easy)
My heart, tucked that bitch under my sleeves (Sleeve)
Loyalty never did come with a sleaze
Advocating for a foreign from Belize
Hate when a hoe like a egg, over-easy
(Roit)
Written by: Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
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