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TREESHA
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TREESHA è stato pubblicato il 25 ottobre 2019 da Blackroom Records PS come parte dell'album 4EVARARRi
25 ottobre 2019
EtichettaBlackroom Records PS
LinguaEnglish
BPM96
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

[Verse 1]
I just want run it up, give all this money to my mama
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stoppin'
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rockin'
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster
[Verse 2]
Tell a ****
Woke up, bitch, I'm really in Miami
Wit' your baby mama all in my DMs
Wakin' up, she suck me up right in my jammies
I swear to god, man, these rubbers come in handy
Tell her eat it like a reesah
I ain't tryna have no baby wit' a Treesha, ay
Bought some new Mike Amiri, no fuckin' G-Star, ay
Wanna fuck with a **** 'cause she know we stars
Twenty bands wit' my brothers throwin' B signs
If my shawty callin' up, then ****, I'ma decline
Run me up some chicken, want that Lambo, fuck a Nissan
See the Gucci on my body, that's a G sign
[Verse 3]
Fuck 'em all, run it up, what you think?
See, on Instagram I'm poppin' like a bitch, yeah
But in real life I struggled just to get
Every day, worried 'bout my mama and the crib
And I tell a ****
Fuck 'em all, I don't want no lil' bitch, I want the bands, ho
She thought I wasn't gon' be nothing, look where I am, ho
I got big guap, pay for a **** get his head off
Bread, oh, I love it, I pick up dead presidentials
[Verse 4]
Presidential, ay
Fuck a damn ho, ay
I'm just worried my commas and the bands, oh, ay
VVS, oh, ay
Watch 'em dance, oh, ay
Tellin' me pick up my pants, got too much bands, oh, ay
[Verse 5]
Bloodshot
**** run up on me, get his hood shot
Hood block
**** talkin' crazy, get his hood shot
Guap, I got too much bread, she want the guap
Ouwap, **** just be careful for the ouwap
This a new watch, ay
This a new drive, ay
Give a fuck about no opp, he get a few shots, ay
Bitch, don't worry 'bout me, ****, what do you got? Ay
I could pull up big body or a new i8
[Verse 6]
I just want run it up, give all this money to my mama
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stoppin'
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rockin'
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster
[Verse 7]
Tell a ****
Woke up, bitch, I'm really in Miami
Wit' your baby mama all in my DMs
Wakin' up, she suck me up right in my jammies
I swear to god, man, these rubbers come in handy
Tell her eat it like a reesah
I ain't tryna have no baby wit' a Treesha, ay
Bought some new Mike Amiri, no fuckin' G-Star, ay
Wanna fuck with a **** 'cause she know we stars, ay
Twenty bands wit' my brothers throwin' B signs
If my shawty callin' up, then ****, I'ma decline
Run me up some chicken, want that Lambo, fuck a Nissan
See the Gucci on my body, that's a G sign
[Verse 8]
Fuck 'em all, run it up, what you think?
See, on Instagram I'm poppin' like a bitch, yeah
But in real life I struggled just to get
Every day, worried 'bout my mama and the crib
And I tell a ****
Fuck 'em all, I don't want no lil' bitch, I want the bands, ho
She thought I wasn't gon' be nothing, look where I am, ho
I got big guap, pay for a **** get his head off
Bread, oh, I love it, I pick up dead presidentials
[Verse 9]
I just want run it up, give all this money to my mama
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stoppin'
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rockin'
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster
[Verse 10]
Tell a ****
Woke up, bitch, I'm really in Miami
Wit' your baby mama all in my DMs
Wakin' up, she suck me up right in my jammies
I swear to god, man, these rubbers come in handy
Written by: Adrian Baez, Dennys Capellan, Jedidiah Wright
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