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Iphone
Rap
Iphone fue lanzado el 25 de mayo de 2026 por NBD SOLO como parte del álbum Cartier Tears - EP
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Fecha de lanzamiento25 de mayo de 2026
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Valence
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Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
NBD SOLO
NBD SOLO
Intérprete
Aiyan Fields
Aiyan Fields
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Aiyan Fields
Aiyan Fields
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Aiyan Fields
Aiyan Fields
Producción

Letra

Got a hundred missed calls on my iPhone
Smokin' dope to the face and my mind gone
In the back of this car with that iron on
Tryna catch me a opp and run down on him
And I had to come with
We was deep in the streets for real
Might just hop out on feet for real
I was playin' for keeps for real
We was deep in the streets, hop out the V
Shoot at your crib, bitch, that was me
Can't trust a soul 'cause **** be creeps
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
See, I changed on you, but you changed on me
'Bout a hundred round drum, better stay on beat
I got a brand new crib, my name on the lease
Bon appétit, it's time to eat
You ain't gon' laugh at another man pain
When you know how it feels, my ****
Please don't think I'm a bitch, I ain't runnin' from shit
I'ma die with my hand on the trigger
I ain't gotta do shit, I can make a phone
Call and have one of my youngins come get you
We could bang out tonight, I put that on my
Life, you won't touch not one of my ****
He wanna be like me, he wanna ride the wraith
She wanna suck my dick, but she tryna hide her face
And he tryna catch him a opp, he tryna slide today
I be like, "Follow me," all the way
Got a hundred missed calls on my iPhone
Smokin' dope to the face and my mind gone
In the back of this car with that iron on
Tryna catch me a opp and run down on him
And I had to come with
We was deep in the streets for real
Might just hop out on feet for real
I was playin' for keeps for real
The money, cars, the clothes and everything above that came with it
I would give everything back just to make sure
I got everybody I love right here with me
My Baby Nate hoodie on, that's just in case it start rainin'
Gotta keep my fire on me though, I know this shit can get dangerous
Somebody say a prayer for your boy
My cousin got married, my dog got buried
And it happened too fast, a boy like gettin' scared
I'ma live my life every moment I cherish
When the shit go down, I'ma blast, no damage
Baby, I'm a star, make a wish, no fairy
Night like none of these **** don't compare me
Keep a full clip for altercations
No time, no patience
Back and forth, I been pacin'
In my head, thoughts still racin'
I can't let 'em get ahead of me
Mama, please say a prayer for me
You ain't with me, then you dead to me
Six feet, ****, rest in peace
Got a hundred missed calls on my iPhone
Smokin' dope to the face and my mind gone
In the back of this car with that iron on
Tryna catch me a opp and run down on him
And I had to come with
We was deep in the streets for real
Might just hop out on feet for real
I was playin' for keeps for real
Got a hundred missed calls on my iPhone
Smokin' dope to the face and my mind gone
In the back of this car with that iron on
Tryna catch me a opp and run down on him
And I had to come with
We was deep in the streets for real
Might just hop out on feet for real
I was playin' for keeps for real
Written by: Aiyan Fields
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