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44
Hip-Hop/Rap
44 fue lanzado el 15 de marzo de 2026 por Cambeezy como parte del álbum 44 - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento15 de marzo de 2026
Sello discográficoCambeezy
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM68

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Cambeezy
Cambeezy
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cameron White
Cameron White
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Cambeezy
Cambeezy
Ingeniería

Letra

Leggo
Pofo
Pofo
When I'm sippin' on Sprite
Up it, try me, I might
Yeah, it's really some slight
How he comin? Yeah, I'm comin' true
Got the whole squad askin, what's in the bin
Yeah, what's in the foreign
Got me a blunt if I'm busy tourin
It's four in the mornin
Why is this **** really already pourin
I might just go cop me a damn Soarin
Bucket, or maybe a Jewel
I keep a tool
Can't be Z, I keep a weapon
Trust me, you know that I'm steppin
EMU, know what I'm reppin
I'm scorin, just put up 11
That was all layups
My ex tryna lay up
I tell the homies to stay up
This can't be more than a weight
I still wear when I'm baked
And you know I'm havin' cake
I got Wagyu on my steak
And then serve it up on a plate
He ain't good, I couldn't even wait
Countin' up, yes, I'm havin' pay
And I'm finna drop me a damn tape
Hit me up when you in my state
Crash out, I'm really irate
Crash out, I'm really too wild
Havin' drip, yeah, I really got style
Can't be Z, I just ran a mile
Took me five minutes, it took you a while
Hop in the whip, yeah, I hop in my Skag
We slide to Atlanta, we pull up, that's that
I'm gettin' checks, just like it's Verizon
Boca de Chow, now I'm eatin' bison
Nah, I'm playin, I took her to cookout
We at the window, I told her to look out
Shawty talkin' bout, she want a small fry
Order my food, now she askin' for mine
Order my food, now she askin' for second
Now we at Waffle House, eatin' some breakfast
Barkin' lot, it's a car meet
Doin' donuts in the streets
Doin' donuts in the lot
I'm sick on the beat, yeah, I rock
I sip on the beach on the yacht
Shout out to the label for servin' the pot
Just hit a play, I almost forgot
It's 30 degrees, how the block even hot
This is a stick-up, she almost got shot
Just copped me a torch, now I need a rig
Cancer from all of the C's
Cancer from all of the smoke
Cheapin' that shit, I just take a tote
This is real life, it ain't an emote
This is real life, it really get wicky
Can't hold me down, don't need a white pickie
White picket fence in the yard
Next to where I keep the car
Next to where I keep the whips
In the backyard, it's a lake with some ships
Fuck around, take me a pic
Put it on IG, ****, I'm sick
That's on your vision board
Got a new crib that you can't afford
House so big, I feel like a Jew
Yes, can't be easy, you know I'm that dude
I'm really wicky, I'm really sick
Yes, can't be easy, I'm toein' the bleak
Yes, can't be easy, I'm toein' the 30
I got security, no, you can't hurt me
Let it go
Ayyy
Thanks for watching
Written by: Cameron White
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