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Gametime!
259
Hip-Hop/Rap
Gametime! è stato pubblicato il 20 gennaio 2024 da Young Sev7n come parte dell'album Back Active
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Data di uscita20 gennaio 2024
EtichettaYoung Sev7n
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

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Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David N. Hall
David N. Hall
Songwriter

Testi

You weren't even a cool breeze, for my men dead
Yeah, bitch, it's game time Cut off my waves and got my hair
Bitch, now you see my hang time I swear my Brodie, always clutchin
Swear we got the same mind Bitch, if I up it, then he up it
We be on that same time Ha ha, yup, huh
Yeah, Gen 5 or the Drac Alright, I'm lurkin' in the tre
You cock ? lift up and show your waist Glizz he keep a drac
Young Reeky fightin' cases Told my momma, stop that cryin
Because your son gon' be amazin' This groupie Bitch just ate me up
I swear her head, and shit amazing If I ain't got it When you see me
Better hit, don't do no grazin' I fucked her once And now she blocked
She keep on beggin' for the cock I text my bitch, I Need some space
And she reply, no, you do not You not no gangster, you an infant
You get kicked up out the spot I got some tricks Sitting up my sleeve
You make a move and you get popped Huh, young Davo gettin' to the knot
Talkin' cheese, I got that fondue My pot can hold a lot
Bitch, keep askin' what my gun do I told her it's a prop
Lil' boy, stop askin' for the front you You can't Even get a pop
Glizz shoot shit from the top Let off that fully, Then he drop
Bitch, this that shit you never heard We on that Shit, these **** not
Say he a gangster, no you not Bitch, fuck the opps, I'm feelin' hot
Got shit to stop, a movin' car I bet not catch you On that block
Huh, yeah, yeah, bitch, it's game time Cut off my Waves and got my hair
Bitch, now you see my hang time I swear my Brodie, always clutchin
Swear we got the same mind Bitch, if I up it, then He up it
We be on that same time, **** Huh, yup, gen 5 or The Drake
Look out, I'm lurkin' where he stay Speed up, so 12, don't read the plate
He pussy, smacked him in his face It's smoke, I put Shit in they place
Don't come around, you fuck with opps Or you be Talkin' to the Jakes, ****
Written by: David N. Hall
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