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Understand
32,452
Hip-Hop/Rap
Understand fue lanzado el 15 de marzo de 2024 por Wavy Gang / EMPIRE como parte del álbum Understand - Single
album cover
Fecha de lanzamiento15 de marzo de 2024
Sello discográficoWavy Gang / EMPIRE
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM75

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Marcellus Rayvon Register
Marcellus Rayvon Register
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Tana
Tana
Producción
EVE AKERLUND
EVE AKERLUND
Ingeniería de grabación
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Masterización
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
DdotFreezing
DdotFreezing
Producción

Letra

[Intro]
Ddot, you cold as a motherfucker, on god
Aye, Tana, fire that shit up
[Chorus]
And I ain't really understand, till I got my bands up
Yeah
But I ain't really think about it till I fucked my bread up
Yeah
I promise they won't care about you unless it's death or handcuffs
You know I just can't fall for that, all my **** stand up
[Verse 1]
No stoppin', we goin', my bankroll, it's gorgeous
Black and Japanese with a fatty, man, imported
Got a DM from my ****, I remember what he taught me
We don't follow shit but money, fuck these **** 'cause we bosses
Oh, you ain't used to real **** like me, but I can't fault you
I took a step back, I ain't kickin' shit for free, this shit gon' cost you
I got my shades on in the club with fifty G's, I'm drinkin' coffee
I met my lean man at the clear port, bought some pints, then we departed
Bitch, you think that doin' dirt is hurtin' me
All this fuckin' motion got me losin' sleep
Trauma got a **** heart turned to two degrees
Cold
I smell like a fragrance out of Louis V
Mhmm
You can tell I'm up, I'm doin' bougie things
Bougie things
Hit the club, I left that bitch more rain than Spring
Sippin' 1942, it's chased with lean
Lean, yeah
**** chasin' clout when you can chase your dreams
And I ain't never said I had the most, said I was the toughest
You know where I come from, bae, I can't leave without my cutter
That pint my new addiction, I can't breathe without that brother
They all wanna be goons, I can't believe my little cousin
You know I'm gon' put on, the whole tour my little brothers
Gang
I'm practicin' my math, the whole tour I've been thuggin'
Woo
I'm havin shit right now, man, I'm tired of bein' humble
Tired
And everybody good, you not fuckin' with my youngins
Fuckin' with my
[Chorus]
And I ain't really understand, till I got my bands up
Yeah
But I ain't really think about it till I fucked my bread up
Yeah
I promise they won't care about you unless it's death or handcuffs
You know I just can't fall for that, all my **** stand up
[Outro]
Aye, Tana, fire that shit up
Ddot, you cold as a motherfucker, on god
Live from the
Live from the mothafuckin'
Yeah
FACE
Written by: Marcellus Rayvon Register
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