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Again
19
Hip-Hop/Rap
Again è stato pubblicato il 17 agosto 2023 da ZRB come parte dell'album Again - Single
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Data di uscita17 agosto 2023
EtichettaZRB
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dellinelli
Dellinelli
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kordell Gibson
Kordell Gibson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SpEaK EaZy
SpEaK EaZy
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Just got that new load, damn I'm out of pounds again
Hit that boy with that FN, they caught him out of bounds again
We been up since Ten AM, lettin' off them rounds at them
All they heard was, bro letting off that sound at them
ThreeK on this fit, every time I come around I'm trim
Water on my neck, I'm always ballin, get me out the gym
He was nervous to take a risk, cause his lil' ass was scared
We'll go to war with any hood, like bitch we never cared
First show in the city, we gon' make sure we sneak poles in
Opps say they don't see me, stupid bitch because the load in
Shootin' dice up in the trap, bet hunnit, I roll ten
My bitch, she say she love me, I pay her rent and get sew ins
Or wig installed, closure piece shit, whatever you call it
You can move sloppy and the burbs come to the park, better be cautious
Movin' like the mob, **** you can't step up in this office
30k in water on my neck is makin' your bitch nauseous
Yeah I know you been a fan, so you know I been heartless
Yeah they tellin' me to save, but I'ma spend this shit regardless
I ain't even got no opps, cause these **** really harmless
I been killin' shit on camera, but they never press no charges
Stripper bitch, she want a G and me to pay her tip out fee
You ain't comin' home with me or gang, you ain't gettin' shit from me
Just bought a new pair of Amiris, just to put a ten in these
41 my wrist, she say how you get this shit off a ps
Don't know my name, Alicia Keys, they want the fame, but not the cheese
He hit his brain soon as he squeezed, it's not a gang, we just the E's
Let off that dog, it broke the leash, trapped in the spot, we broke the lease
My opps so poor, or they police, street **** Prada in monclee
Just got that new load, damn I'm out of pounds again
Hit that boy with that FN, they caught him out of bounds again
We been up since Ten AM, lettin' off them rounds at them
All they heard was, bro letting off that sound at them
ThreeK on this fit, every time I come around I'm trim
Water on my neck, I'm always ballin, get me out the gym
He was nervous to take a risk, cause his lil' ass was scared
We'll go to war with any hood, like bitch we never cared
Written by: Kordell Gibson
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