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Be Fr
3795
Hip-Hop/Rap
Be Fr è stato pubblicato il 25 maggio 2023 da Foundation Media come parte dell'album That Life Over Wit
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Data di uscita25 maggio 2023
EtichettaFoundation Media
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM74

Testi

Can't be serious
I done had every SRT
You was better off sayin' a Urus
If I ever sign a deal
None of my patnas ah ever share jewelry
I get mad
**** die fast
Paul Walker, bitch, I'm furious
Bitches act weird
Switch up da lingo
I remember hoes was sayin' "period"
Bitches be drunk, she a nasty ho
Talkin' 'bout fuckin' her on her period
Can't even slide on my opps, surprise 'em
Car too loud, I know you hear it
Bitches be lame, I hate these hoes
You won't even catch me talkin' to Siri
I still put my bitch in Amiri
Jeans, ah
**** can't come to da Eastside
Young Brew strapped up bad, I make one call, they hop in da G-Ride
Tell dat bitch to chill
Switch my lingo
Tell her B5
They tryna catch they mans
Every time, they didn't go slide
It get hard
As a parent 'cause I ain't have no father
Baby mama weird
I'm jus' tryna see my daughter
Ain't been stealin' cars
But I bet you I ain't on MARTA
Talkin' 'bout SRTs and SRTs
I'm in dat same Charger
Same car
Baby steps and crawlin', I done came far
It's plenty of 'em in da sky
But I know I'm a damn star
Feel like I'm runnin' outta time
We ain't promised to see tomorrow
Instagram fuckin' up y'all minds
Y'all be forgettin' who you are
If I can drive a Hellcat in Heaven
****, I'll go right now
Red-face Rollie
Check out da bussdown
Bitch steal human watches
Nothin' but bussdowns
It was all love
I don't give a fuck now
I want your love and attention
I need your love and attention
I miss your love and attention
The opp diss song was hard
I-I love, love, love switches
**** be shootin' up houses
They-they love, love, love missin'
Yeehaw, go red-key Redeye Charger
All of dem bags y'all put in my face
But really, I should've robbed 'em
**** be bitches when they go to jail
Cuttin' hair and turn to barbers
Car came wit a LoJack
But me and Mob cranked it, we was smarter
Bad bitch look jus' like a model
Bad bitch
I ain't never, ever been average
Cello still my brother
Tell my bro don't speak on Savage
But when we catch dem boys
Shots fired
Let 'em have it
Take the trackers out dis bitch
Jus' like they never had it
Yeen ridin'
**** can't come to da Eastside
Young Brew strapped up bad, I make one call, they hop in da G-Ride
Tell dat bitch to chill
Switch my lingo
Tell her B5
They tryna catch they mans
Every time, they ain't go slide
It get hard
As a parent 'cause I ain't have no father
Baby mama weird
I'm jus' tryna see my daughter
Ain't been stealin' cars
But I bet you I ain't on MARTA
Talkin' 'bout SRTs and SRTs
I'm in dat same Charger
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