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COPEWITH
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
COPEWITH fue publicado el 22 de abril de 2025 por Staysadforever. como parte del álbum ETERNAL2025
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Fecha de lanzamiento22 de abril de 2025
SelloStaysadforever.
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM166

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sadboyshaq
Sadboyshaq
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaq Resendiz
Shaq Resendiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
yari
yari
Producer

Letras

Just spin that fuckin' block, I'm yellin' what's the word, ****?
I don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout to flip that bird, ****
Wow, 'bout to flip that bird, ****
Wow, 'bout to flip that bird, ****
Trap open, better tell a fiend
I got good prices, get 'em high, I got ketamine
GTA, he pickin' up that phone, he dyin' through the screen
Them demons, yeah, they comin' for my soul, I see them in my dreams (Stop)
I need pills, I need drugs, I need shit to cope with
I done fuckin' relapsed, this shit is gettin' hopeless
I can't go to rehab 'cause boy, you know I'm chosen
Perky in the right, Xan in the left, yeah, this shit got me dozin'
Who got a hitman? I'm tryna plant a seed
They tryna give my life, I'm in that courtroom, plead insanity
Machete chop his fuckin' arm off just like he's Anakin
He's panickin', give his ass a witness, we gon' kill his friend
'Cause I know **** that'll cut your fuckin' ears off
Up that fuckin' Draco out the bag and make the tears fall
Like Jigsaw, make your fuckin' friend cut his limbs off
I'm Gordan Ramsey in that kitchen, where the lamb sauce?
I'm pissed off, like a fuckin' rocket I need lift off
Do not talk behind the burner, man, that shit soft
Slide in that fuckin' Aston Martin, feel like Rick Ross
Bitch, don't push me to the edge 'cause I might slip off
**** don't care what I think
I'm just tryna pop these pills and sip this motherfuckin' drink
****, don't pass me no cup if it ain't motherfuckin' pink
I get love in every state, OVO, I'm uppin' Drac' (What?)
Trap open, better tell a fiend
I got good prices, get 'em high, I got ketamine
GTA, he pickin' up that phone, he dyin' through the screen
Them demons, yeah, they comin' for my soul, I see them in my dreams (Stop)
I need pills, I need drugs, I need shit to cope with
I done fuckin' relapsed, this shit is gettin' hopeless
I can't go to rehab 'cause boy, you know I'm chosen
Perky in the right, Xan in the left, yeah, this shit got me dozin'
Who got a hitman? I'm tryna plant a seed
I plead insanity
Just like he's Anakin
He's panickin', then we kill his friend
Fuckin' ears off
And make the tears fall
Cut his limbs off
Where the lamb sauce?
I need lift off (Lift off)
Ugh, ugh
Written by: Shaq Resendiz
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