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Bogus
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bogus è stato pubblicato il 16 settembre 2022 da AiiSaidVii come parte dell'album I'm Here
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Data di uscita16 settembre 2022
EtichettaAiiSaidVii
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM141

Video musicale

Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrese Larkin
Tyrese Larkin
Songwriter

Testi

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
AiiSaid
9 Mill knock him out his Jordan's (9 Mill)
.45 Clemon Johnson, I'm scoring (Bang)
If you real or you fake then just show me (Then just show me)
And my bitch is so bad, she flamboyant (And my bitch is so bad)
And I know that they mad cause they bogus (And they bogus)
And I know they so mad, they lose focus (They lose focus)
I might slide in a GT, a Lotus (Skrrrr)
I might fly in a Benz, I be floating (Skrt)
Want a GLE Coupe and a Urus (Skrt)
And they hate me cause I come in first (Skrt, skrt)
And they hate that I see that they bogus (They bogus)
And I come through, I'm locked and I'm loaded (Bang)
Ain't my Twizz, or my twin, or my brodie (You ain't bro)
He be moving like me he be cloning (He a clone)
I be deep in your bitch, that's my Yoni (I be geeked)
And she say you ain't real cause you Bogus (Cause you Bogus)
You fake and you phony
You fake you Baloney
You motherfucking bogus, you **** can't show it
You **** run up, um, I swear imma blow it (Yeah)
Mac-10, it be blowing
Mac-10, leave him holy (Ah)
Just like a damn donut, just like a damn Bible (Yeah)
I fuck on your bitch, ride the dick motorcycle (Yah)
I pull up with Choppas, we pull up and blind you (Bang)
The cops looking for you, they can't even find you (Nah)
These **** be wishing and shit on the list (Nah)
You **** like bitches, y'all stay on the dick (Stay on the dick)
Your bitch just like Dora, she stay on the map (Stay on the map)
They exploring that pussy, that bitch smell like fish
That bitch got an Onlyfans, ain't even pay rent
These **** be mad as fuck, these **** bent
Get shot in his face if he selling that fent
We gonna twist that boy up like a motherfucking wrench
Had to get off the bench, had to get in the game
I feel like the Grinch, bitch I'm all about green
I got that bitch wet as fuck, just like a drain
That bitch call me Papi, I feel like a King
I know I'm a King to these motherfucking peasants
These **** be heathens, these **** beneath me (Beneath me)
These **** don't know what it feels like to be nothing
Then wake up and get even (Get even)
You bogus little boy, you be faking (You bogus)
Y'all **** out here, y'all faking, y'all oppin, y'all oppin and shit
That shit Jak'in
Pull up round town, imma heat this block up
Imma heat this bitch up like it's Satan
I give a fuck how they feel
AiiSaid, I say that for real
(Rarrghh, rarrghh, sssss, sssss, baow baow baow)
I got a Taurus G3 (I got a Taurus)
Cock that bitch, let it blow, let it go
9 Mill gonna take off his motherfucking head, his legs, his motherfucking Jordan's too
9 Mill knock him out his Jordan's (9 Mill)
.45 Clemon Johnson, I'm scoring (Bang)
If you real or you fake then just show me (Then just show me)
And my bitch is so bad, she flamboyant (And my bitch is so bad)
And I know that they mad cause they bogus (And they bogus)
And I know they so mad, they lose focus (They lose focus)
I might slide in a GT, a Lotus (Skrrrr)
I might fly in a Benz, I be floating (Skrt)
Want a GLE Coupe and a Urus (Skrt)
And they hate me cause I come in first (Skrt, skrt)
And they hate that I see that they bogus (They bogus)
And I come through, I'm locked and I'm loaded (Bang)
Ain't my Twizz, or my twin, or my brodie (You ain't bro)
He be moving like me he be cloning (He a clone)
I be deep in your bitch, that's my Yoni (I be geeked)
And she say you ain't real cause you Bogus (Cause you Bogus)
Written by: Tyrese Larkin
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