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Limbo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Limbo fue lanzado el 25 de noviembre de 2024 por MaxThaDemon Music como parte del álbum Limbo - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento25 de noviembre de 2024
Sello discográficoMaxThaDemon Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM81

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
MaxThaDemon
MaxThaDemon
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
MaxThaDemon
MaxThaDemon
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Producción
pradadidit
pradadidit
Producción
Thankutimmy
Thankutimmy
Producción

Letra

G2 for the opps, on my dick. I was on Court that L, playin’ limbo. Had him screaming for help
that he hit. Stand over top for an early dismissal. Little bro tryna catch him a spliff. Get up on
me, it’s like solvin’ a riddle. If you say that it’s lit, make it lit. Walk up on feet how the fuck I’ma
miss you?
Look at the roster. All the shit that I show me the monster. Me and bro in the eight in a Honda.
Three back to back tell ‘em give me a sponsor. Shoot it like traumas. Every day inthe spot I was
stackin’. Boy in the back shouldn’t have thought about lackin’. Saw my face, yeah, the scores
reaction. G23 is a part of my fashion.
Catch him, I’m hoopin’. Play in time, I’ma force them to prove it. Flip if he movin’. PH in the back
tryna lose it. Two on a drill but we move out the unit. Back off the chains, made ‘em back off a
Jewish. Catch any wave with the guys, I’ma loot it. Every bitch on my dick, exclusive. Big booty
bitch from the back, I abuse it.
G2 for the opps, on my dick. I was on Court that L, playin’ limbo. Had him screaming for help
that he hit. Stand off a top for an early dismissal. Baby bro tryna catch him a spliff. Get up on
me, is like solvin’ a riddle. If you say that it’s lit, make it lit. Walk up on me, how the fuck I’ma
miss you?
How the fuck I’ma miss him? Make a call and a opp will go missin’. Orders they listen. Switch on
the back got them glitchin’. Hop out the V and I’m closin’ the distance. Shot to the head, got him
movin’ artistic. Shot to the chest, hit a opp of his pivot. Any time that I up, that I’m flickin’. Walk
with my shit, see a opp, I’ma risk it.
Tryna play ball. No lackin’, I catch him in traffic, I’m knockin’ his face off. Get me a bag what I
pray for. Don’t gotta ask ‘cause they know who I play for. Shoot for myself, what the fuck I’ma
pay for? Run up a check, what the fuck I’ma wait for? Sw-Swear who I been through the A for.
Switch on the back, what the fuck I’ma aim for?
G2 for the opps, on my dick. I was on Court that L, playin’ limbo. Had him screaming for help
that he hit. Stand over top for an early dismissal. Little bro tryna catch him a spliff. Get up on
me, is like solvin’ a riddle. If you say that it’s lit, make it lit. Walk up on feet how the fuck I’ma
miss you?
Written by: Max Holman
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