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Plot Twist (feat. Gettabag3)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Plot Twist (feat. Gettabag3) è stato pubblicato il 27 aprile 2023 da 5030790 Records DK come parte dell'album Kant Recite (feat. gettabag3) - EP
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Data di uscita27 aprile 2023
Etichetta5030790 Records DK
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM96

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bo Talon Boubelik
Bo Talon Boubelik
Songwriter

Testi

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me and T3, bruh
No one, bruh
You ain't even gotta know the name, know it's Mintxy, bitch
Couldn't fuck with broke bitches, had to get a city bitch
Big bro rolled two blunts, we ain't spliffin' it
Lil dawgs rollin' up the street, we just lit this bitch up
If you need the drop, one call, then it's ups
I ain't splittin' nothin' if you fuckin' with the bums
Said he fuckin' with me, then that dude must be on drugs (T3)
He a rat, he a cap, he a bitch, he a chubb
Yeah, goin' out sad if you fuckin' with a chubb
I'm a solid ****, I ain't never been a scrub
Sittin' in blimps, ****, we can get it up
Sayin' that you better than me, boy, you really dumb as fuck
Ain't no **** like T3, bitch, I'm really one of one
Thinkin' I'm a bitch, you can really test your luck
In it to the neck, cause in the streets, it ain't no love
It's two joints on the beat, it ain't nobody else above
Uh-huh, no, for real though, it's really us
Might as well go kick some fuckin' rocks if you ain't showin' love
Got a lil' thotty on my line, like, why you ain't pull up (pull up)
Bitch, I got a bag to catch, like, what the fuck (what the fuck)
Lil' hoe off the molly, might just do her perky dance
I can send the addy, but you cannot bring your perky friends (geeks)
And she finna drop it low like a tuddy (damn)
You can keep the top, all I wanted was some
cuddy (yeah, pussy)
Bitch broke as fuck, you can't top, bitch, you buggin
I gotta dip, no, I ain't coming here for nothing (no I didn't)
Bitch, I'm for the bag, I know you ain't here for nothin
I'm a too-solid ****, so I don't even do the bluffing (ona real)
Get that chip, bitch, yeah, it's no discussion
Only joints in this bitch, you know, we don't do the Rummies (never did)
What's on my mind, all I think about is money
I got packs and four racks in my line, you gon' love it
You gon' love the way I get this bag and spend that cash
He dropped a lil' hundred on a tee, it's fuckin' ass (shit was trash)
Had to cop some new drip, had to run it back
And we had the dude runnin' like a running back (catch a fade)
They say Mintxy singin' trash, but I can really rap
I can't even recite my music, it come off the top
She say, Mintxy, come back over, know she love to slop
T3 goin' for the dunk, the way I throw the lob
Yeah, told Mintxy pass me the lob
Bitch, here we up next, tryna get that wop
Like, you can close your legs, all I want is top
**** say they really on, but they really not
Damn, like, damn, that's a plot twist
**** say they up bands, but ain't got chip
Then you pop it to the hoe, before you not it
****, I been really goin' hard to get that gwap in
(Ona real)
Written by: Bo Talon Boubelik
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