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CONTROL
Hip-Hop/Rap
CONTROL fue publicado el 14 de febrero de 2025 por KTV RECORDS ® como parte del álbum HATE HOW I LUV U
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Fecha de lanzamiento14 de febrero de 2025
SelloKTV RECORDS ®
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM75

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JvrdanKillz
JvrdanKillz
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Boxill
Jordan Boxill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JvrdanKillz
JvrdanKillz
Engineer
LongshoT
LongshoT
Producer

Letras

I've been putting in that work
See that bitch she wanna flirt
I've been counting up this money
Built that shit up from the dirt
So in the dark they finna lurk
I take these bitches out the church
Cause I can feel the devil hiding
Yeah, yeah
Where he going?
Where he at?
Finna go pull out my strap
Yeah, I got a new Beam
And he looking like, what's that?
It's a gat
Full of bullets with your name on it
And if you really want smoke
We can show you something
Lately, I've been in that mood
Getting ready, down to shoot
Pull up to the spot with my tool
Yeah, you know I got the crew
Me and the gang, nothing new
Can't play with us cause we not fools
And bitch, we never follow rules
Cause that's just not what killers do
Shoot em down, take the loot
Yeah, you know that's how we roll
I've been in my head
Shorty tryna take over control
And I can't let it slide, baby girl, I cannot let it go
And I ain't talking bout frozen when I say to let it Go
I lose control, when I'm in my head
Put my fears to bed
I've been putting in that work
See that bitch she wanna flirt
I've been counting up this money
Built that shit up from the dirt
So in the dark they finna lurk
I take these bitches out the church
Cause I can feel the devil hiding
Yeah, yeah
Where he going?
Where he at?
Finna go pull out my strap
Yeah, I got a new Beam
And he looking like, what's that?
It's a gat
Full of bullets with your name on it
And if you really want smoke
We can show you something
Shoot him down, what's the word, finna put him on a shirt
Make him bleed through his tee
We gon' stab him up like scream
Shoot him down, what's the word, we gon' put him in the dirt
We gon' put him in a coffin
And then go back to work
Shoot him down, what's the word, finna put him on a shirt
Make him bleed through his tee
We gon' stab him up like scream
He a bitch, he ain't shit, he as soft as ice cream
He a square, shoot him down
Then I go sip on my lean
I've been putting in that work
See that bitch she wanna flirt
I've been counting up this money
Built that shit up from the dirt
So in the dark they finna lurk
I take these bitches out the church
Cause I can feel the devil hiding
Yeah, yeah
Where he going?
Where he at?
Finna go pull out my strap
Yeah, I got a new Beam
And he looking like, what's that?
It's a gat
Full of bullets with your name on it
And if you really want smoke
We can show you something
Written by: Jordan Boxill
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