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Kome Korrect
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kome Korrect κυκλοφόρησε στις 8 Φεβρουαρίου 2022 από ApeKlan Records/Odyssey Sounds ως μέρος του άλμπουμ APEFACE
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ΆλμπουμAPEFACE
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας8 Φεβρουαρίου 2022
ΕτικέταApeKlan Records/Odyssey Sounds
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nutso Thugn
Nutso Thugn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeAndra Davion Nolan
DeAndra Davion Nolan
Songwriter
B. Trillos
B. Trillos
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nutso Thugn
Nutso Thugn
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Redda
Redda
Producer

Στίχοι

It's fucking Redda, it's f—fucking Redda
Perc' 10, yeah, I'm on percocet (Perc' 10)
I don't wanna talk if ain't a check
Shooters on the roof aiming at your neck
Bummin' 'round here, better wear a vest (Brre, brre)
****, this shit ain't checkers, boy, we playin' chess (Brre-brre)
Put a hole in a **** like a fishnet (Bow)
Put a hole in a ****, basketball net (Bow-Bow)
Bad bitch, all she wanna do is have sex (Yeah)
I was fuckin' on bad bitches, out on Bouldercrest (Yeah, yeah)
This bitch a semon demon, she just made a mess
Real **** in my blood, real **** on my flesh
You talkin' bullshit, **** where the check?
He takin' smoke to Instagram, say less (Yeah-yeah, say less)
We pull up on them, gun 'em down, put him to rest (Brre, brre-brre)
We smoking on a dead ****, who next? (Dead)
If a **** owe me, boy, he better come correct (Yeah)
Perc' 10, yeah, I'm on percocet (Perc' 10)
I don't wanna talk if ain't a check
Shooters on the roof aiming at your neck
Bummin' 'round here, better wear a vest (Brre, brre)
****, this shit ain't checkers, boy, we playin' chess (Brre-brre)
Put a hole in a **** like a fishnet (Bow)
Put a hole in a ****, basketball net (Bow-Bow)
Bad bitch, all she wanna do is have sex (Yeah)
I was fuckin' on bad bitches, out on Bouldercrest (Yeah, yeah)
This bitch a semon demon, she just made a mess
Real **** in my blood, real **** on my flesh
You talkin' bullshit, **** where the check?
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, say less)
We pull up on them, gun 'em down, put him to rest (Brre, brre-brre)
(Dead)
If a **** owe me, boy, he better come correct (Yeah)
Written by: B. Trillos, DeAndra Davion Nolan
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