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KURT

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Hip-Hop/Rap

KURT è stato pubblicato il 8 aprile 2022 da nonsenseofconscience INC. come parte dell'album KURT - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumKURT - Single

Data di uscita8 aprile 2022

Etichettanonsenseofconscience INC.

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM120

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Roger Ramos

Songwriter

Testi

Ayy, I just dropped a bag in Atlanta

And sent one on off to my Hannah

As of late, I've been down by my bands up

And this cardigan make me look handsome

She like the mohair, I'm feelin' like Kurt

Outta nowhere I came out the dirt

Boy don't go there, it's not your concern

I'll stick the pole where it won't even hurt

Got a bad lil' bitch with a fatty

I say, she gon' shake it for me, make that ass vibrate

Know they hate to see a youngin' get their money so great

Got the old heads talkin' like, back in my day

Like, back in my day, like, back in my- wait

If money do talk and it really do say

It don't ever shut the fuck up even on a test day

Make a teacher say, ahem, I'll wait

Ayy, I just dropped a bag in Atlanta

And sent one on off to my Hannah

As of late, I've been down by my bands up

And this cardigan make me look handsome

She like the mohair, I'm feelin' like Kurt

Outta nowhere I came out the dirt

Boy don't go there, it's not your concern

I'll stick the pole where it won't even hurt

We stay laxed, cause the weed stay packed

I'ma keep this shit a G like the greenbay packs

20 bands to Uncle Sam, that's a mean state tax

I got me a white girl with good BJ stats

Hand her a band and go to T.J. Maxx

Say she hate brands, the receipt say, facts

She stayed that way and was with me way back

Now we never leave the house without at least eight racks

Lil' mama got a pillow butt, shake it like a jello cup

Big mouth on her, I can never tell her nothin

Stella bunts and hella blunts

Ain't a fiend with it, do it with some elegance

Born with a whole lot of heart, now they think that I'm hard

Got my ass whooped in the yard for a Yu-gi-oh card

Ballin in the park, whole complex sketchy, so I came in when it's dark

Lil' boy real smart

Biter, no bark

Friends act tough, I can never play the part

Keeping watch when they spark

See a cop car, book it down the boulevard

One thing Mama I ain't do was raise no narc

Ramen in the cart

Taquitos and the pizza rolls when we livin' large

No food stamps card, left us in the dark

Fucked real hard, we ain't get a head start

No we ain't get a head start

Now I just dropped a bag in Atlanta

And sent one on off to my Hannah

As of late, I've been down by my bands up

And this cardigan make me look handsome

She like the mohair, I'm feelin' like Kurt

Outta nowhere I came out the dirt

Boy don't go there, it's not your concern

I'll stick the pole where it won't even hurt

Ayy, I just dropped a bag in Atlanta

And sent one on off to my Hannah

As of late, I've been down by my bands up

And this cardigan make me look handsome

She like the mohair, I'm feelin' like Kurt

Outta nowhere I came out the dirt

Boy don't go there, it's not your concern

I'll stick the pole where it won't even hurt

Written by: Roger Ramos

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