Stuck - LittleRichh: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Stuck

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Stuck è stato pubblicato il 12 luglio 2024 da 1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC come parte dell'album The Star

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita12 luglio 2024

Etichetta1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM72

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

LittleRichh

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

LittleRichh

Composer

Testi

I can't believe what I got out here

I can't believe what I got out here

Stuck in the darkness, it get lonely

I just wanna go back to the old me

I just wanna go back with the brodies

Ashton got booked, now we rappin' on dolies

I put Gerard at the top, she roll me

And she hold me down like a Cody

Her pussy get wetter, macaroni

Don't tell me you love me

I'd rather you show me

I got cash and fame, shout out Cobain

Bro, I'm still feelin' that pain, I'm first time baby

Shout out my gang, Ashton on lock

But he cannot be tamed

How about the cut like Fredo and Ben?

Cheshire, if you can't hear this brain

Told guns like Ja, but I shoot like bang

Real men is old dog, now I can't hunt

Brodies so big, it's a handful

That's what I got two hands for

He was smokin' on my nails, man's gone

Let me roll up that ****, they ran on

Right pocket, hold a weapon

Left hold racks, that's 9-1-7

Fuck 12, I slide with 11

All racks, kid, you gon' die from talent

You made it on ghost, still creep on a late night

Fuck, love you, might die on a date night

I've got pop in his back, tryna take flight

They slip, we slap, tell him skate right

Crash out like I'm ready to die

Told bros, you ready or not?

Smokin' on Deli Man, Deli Man high

He don't got wings, but he ready to fly

Fuckin' the darkness, it get lonely

I just wanna go back to the old me

I just wanna go back with the brodies

Action got booked, now we rappin' on dolies

Pop a chariotic guitar, she roll me

And she hold me down like a Cody

Her pussy get wetter, macaroni

Don't tell me you love me

I'd rather you show me

I got cash and fame, shout out Cobain

Bro down, still feelin' that pain

I'm first, I'm baby, shout out my gang

Action on lock, but he cannot be tamed

How about the cut like Fredo and Ben?

Cheshire, if you can't hear this brain

Told guns like Ja, but I shoot like bang

Real men is old dog, now I can't hunt

K-Hot, K-Hot

Brodies so big, it's a handful

That's what I got two hands for

He was smokin' on my nails, me is gone

Let me put up that ****, they ran on

Right pocket, hold a weapon, left 4x, that's 917

Book 12, just slide with a 11, or

I just can't go down from tellin'

There's a million things

There's a million things I can say

She never really knew it

But she never really knew us

This way, I wanna take it back

Wanna take it back

So literally, I was just like that

I had a battle track

I had it just like that, I had it right on track

And I keep, I keep really, hey, this isn't really a thing

Hey, I should never think more

I should never really know

I think this is right, I wanna take it back

I wanna take it back, and when we

I just think that, I had it right on track

And I keep falling in this dark night

And the sun's already out, and it's bright enough

And I keep falling in this dark night, and

The sun's already out, and it's bright enough

And I keep falling in this dark night, and

The sun's already out, and it's bright enough

Written by: LittleRichh

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