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Almighty Flow
14,481
Hip-Hop/Rap
Almighty Flow fue lanzado el 25 de marzo de 2022 por Atlantic Records como parte del álbum All is Well - EP
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Fecha de lanzamiento25 de marzo de 2022
Sello discográficoAtlantic Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM76

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
JayDaYoungan
JayDaYoungan
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Gregory Sanders
Gregory Sanders
Autoría
Javorius Scott
Javorius Scott
Autoría
Maurice Polite
Maurice Polite
Autoría
Samm Vataleni Niingungo
Samm Vataleni Niingungo
Autoría
Sebastian Lopez
Sebastian Lopez
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
1mind
1mind
Producción
Havokondabeatz
Havokondabeatz
Producción
Hitman Audio
Hitman Audio
Producción
Sam-E Lee Jones
Sam-E Lee Jones
Producción

Letra

(I got Hitman on the beat)
I say you drinkin', I know you drunk, what you been drinkin'?
I say I been drinkin', I don't know what it was, but I'm not drunk
And also, can you come right now?
Prrff, your ass drunk
It was nothin' believe me, bro
You know I love you
I'm 'bout to be on my way
How you finna come?
Get naked, I said get naked
I'm already naked
Hahaha
These bitches act local and think global
You never had a real ****, well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these **** hate to see me blow up
I'm finna cop a 'Rari just to scoot the doors up
Bitch, all my rasta sauce, I do it from my toes up
I wish a **** would come and try a soldier
Now I got blood on my diamond choker
One hundred thousand just in change 'cause I'm a rich ****
I learned not to trust a bitch 'cause they ain't shit, ****
Don't mean to brag, check the tag on my kicks, ****
I could've dropped a bag on her ass and some tits, ****
Almighty, Wocky, Acty got me leanin' over
Pour a four of dope in some cream soda
Your boyfriend an opp, I'll make Wop blow him
Ain't answer the phone with him, you ridin' my dick and he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
And I ain't even try to
You wanna glow up, 23 got you
I make her throw them fours up, she bang the shit that I do
And, yeah, she keep her pole tucked for me, she slangin' iron too
(Why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I ain't left 'cause ain't nobody like you
You the type that I like, I just might wife you (wife you)
But you gotta clean your feet and do what I say do
(Hello?)
Bitch, can you hear me?
You know I don't feel right when you ain't near me
I'm so sick of all them lies, they make my ears bleed
Can't keep that pussy out my mind, that shit kill me (out my mind)
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no, 'cause I chose you
I'm moving on, I'm tryna do better, but I should let her know, I still got you
Jay, why you gotta do this? Like, it's-
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Written by: Gregory Sanders, Javorius Scott, Maurice Polite, Samm Vataleni Niingungo, Sebastian Lopez
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