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Second Line
8,176
Hip-Hop/Rap
Second Line fue lanzado el 25 de septiembre de 2020 por Se Lavi Productions, Inc./Def Jam como parte del álbum In The Name Of Gee
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Fecha de lanzamiento25 de septiembre de 2020
Sello discográficoSe Lavi Productions, Inc./Def Jam
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM87

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Voces
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Programación
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Autoría
Norman Payne
Norman Payne
Autoría
Jackie Plant Jr.
Jackie Plant Jr.
Autoría
Glen Andrews
Glen Andrews
Autoría
Tyrus Chapman
Tyrus Chapman
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Ingeniería de mezcla
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Ingeniería de grabación
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
[Verse 2]
Fuck a hater 'cause that iron'll get your mind right
Drop the bag, but I'ma ride to make sure that it's done right
Still thuggin', still postin' in a cut
I just spun the block, bitch, that was us
Hit 'em in his leg, have him walkin' like a pimp do
Catch 'em down bad, then I'm goin' with my real move
Know that I be plottin', I been itchin' for me on more
I just snapped his partner, now I'm lookin' for the honcho
Let the brass play
How the fuck I end up first, I was in last place?
Lil' boy, I hopped out of jail and bought another Drake
**** know they play with me, they see an early grave
[Verse 3]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
[Verse 4]
We gon' bring the chops out, every time the drop out
Heard I had a ticket on his head, that **** copped out
Bad bitch in my DM, would've fucked her, but she opped out
Can't play me like I'm dumb, ho, I'm a college drop-out
I pop pills, I'm a percolator
And you ain't gangsta, blame yo' mama 'cause she raised a faker
A hundred rounds, I crushed you more times than the fucking Lakers
The judge labeled me a menace, I ain't even stable
Rock you like a cradle, ****
[Verse 5]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
Written by: Frederick Givens II, Glen Andrews, Jackie Plant Jr., Norman Payne, Tyrus Chapman
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