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chronic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
chronic fue lanzado el 27 de junio de 2025 por broke como parte del álbum no service
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Fecha de lanzamiento27 de junio de 2025
Sello discográficobroke
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM65

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
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Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cameron Sanders
Cameron Sanders
Autoría
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Letra

Yeah
Spend that money, throwin' bands
**** be on it, she was tryna throw it like, yeah
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a **** two-tonin'
When the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a **** be rollin' up chronic
Throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Guts and games on the floor
Broke as hell so I had to take a dose
**** callin', I had to put em on hold
Cant right now I'm in that mode ****
Walk in, **** too smooth with it
Bend it over, she rude with it
You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it?
She talm bout, I like how u move in it
Finna pour this double cup, we be so faded
Gots to go, talm bout, she be jaded
Diamonds on me, last year they was plated
Rollin' thrax, young **** elevated
Money comin' in, yeah I had to flip it
She be doin her thing so I had to tip her
Had me passin' out off that soul gripper
She be thick as a bitch so i had to hit her (aye)
Spend that money, throwin' bands
**** be on it, she was tryna throw it like, yeah
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a **** two-tonin'
When the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a **** be rollin' up chronic
Throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Road runnin', two hunnid on the dash
Got the window down, blowin' out gas
Might hit my lil pose when that hoe flash
Throw an eighth for the low, that bih go fast
Outside with the money on me
Outside with them bussdown VV's
You know I had to show the OG
You know I had to flood the AP
**** be fed, they police
Ice my wrist, Rollie
Money, good God, holy
Pop me X, OD
(Can't lie, a **** be cravin' it
That shit feel crazy, diamonds hit the light, I be wavin' it)
Spend that money, throwin' bands
**** be on that, she was tryna throw it like, yeah
Throw a few bands on the rock, now a **** two-tonin'
When the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a **** be rollin' up chronic
Throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smoking on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Written by: Cameron Sanders
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