GRAILED - 1nonly & Freddie Dredd : paroles de chansons, vidéoclips et concerts

1nonly & Freddie Dredd

GRAILED

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Hip-Hop/Rap

GRAILED est sorti le 20 février 2026 par DA7 Records dans le cadre de l'album ONLY IF I DIE, WOULD I NOT BE

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INTERPRÉTATION

1nonly

Interprète

Freddie Dredd

Interprète

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Nathan Fuller

Composition

Ryan Chassels

Composition

Patrick Alexander Hall

Patrick Alexander Hall

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Emanuel Filipe Silva de Oliveira

Emanuel Filipe Silva de Oliveira

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David Wilson

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Caleb Thomas Wilson

Caleb Thomas Wilson

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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

1nonly

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EF

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Dwilly

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27amigo

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Paroles

(dwilly I'm scared)

I-I got, I got paper in this duffel, you got problems, I can tell

Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C, Chanel

I-I got seven figure sales, you-you got tied up then you fell

P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch, your yearly spent on grailed

Ya-ya whole crew gon' die

My whole crew gon' slide, I wish you well

Wish that you would try

W-Wanna get supplied, just ring the bell

Ring the bell, ring the, r-ring the bell

So much paper on me, bitch, that you would think I'm checkin' mail

G-Gettin high, smokin' 'til I leave

P-P-Push up on me, pop that .9, watch me bullet feed

I think I'm late, I'm checkin' that time

Private driver parkin' out front

Wantin' that pic better stand in line

Double R phantom outside

Back seat riding-ridin' with stars look up

I-I got, I got paper in this duffel, you got problems, I can tell

Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C, Chanel

I-I got seven figure sales, you-you got tied up then you fell

P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch, your yearly spent on grailed

I cannot stand a motherfucker runnin' up on me

I get it quickly we set in stone my family

Doomshop killas standin' on a silly set ya heard (ya heard)

Bullets like a bird they flyin' through ya fuckin' church

I wonder why you crying steady hatin' steady lying (lying)

You said you tough, but yous a pussy, now ya ass is fryin' (fryin')

I'm loaded up, I'm steady aiming at you fucking bitches

I swear I love these switches, pull the trigger, rest in pieces

I walk the walk, I talk the talk and I will prove it to ya

I'm 289, I'm 186, the Freddie make ya piss

I done a lot of shit to make it where I got like this

Dug my way from the dirt and now the Freddie's pissed

Ya run around ya hit the ground and now ya pleadin', baby

I cannot give no extra credit 'cause I'm fuckin' shady

I stay up in the shadows demons creeps and body's shallow

I always want the battle, hear the sound the death rattle

I got paper in this duffel, you got problems, I can tell

Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C, Chanel

I-I got seven figure sales, you-you got tied up then you fell

P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch, your yearly spent on grailed

(dwilly I'm scared)

Written by: Caleb Thomas Wilson, David Wilson, Emanuel Filipe Silva de Oliveira, Nathan Fuller, Patrick Alexander Hall, Ryan Chassels

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