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Plate
13
Hip-Hop/Rap
Plate è stato pubblicato il 15 marzo 2024 da Independent come parte dell'album Plate - Single
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Data di uscita15 marzo 2024
EtichettaIndependent
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM73

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
StheOpp
StheOpp
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
StheOpp
StheOpp
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lacco
Lacco
Mixing Engineer
ehsauceitup
ehsauceitup
Producer

Testi

Got all This yay on this plate
All this stress on my plate
Swear that beemers Jake's
Make sure you clock the plates
These shoulders carry weight
Can't trust **** they snakes
Put my gun to your face
I wanna seat at the table wit a plate
Riding armed Ina golf
Or dirty ina cabby
Judge left me on the wing
Wit 11 on my back like gabby
Real gunner like santi
Striker like gabby
Jesus can't save you
These bullets come like batteries
My girl she wants a family
But I gave this pack to sally
She does it for her family
Only the real ones will understand me
Police can't stand me
Try a cage me or ban me
Statistics were static
Now bootings rising drastic
Sitting down, deeping
All the shit I done on road
Really out ere, juggin
Out in the cold
Mind so paro, now I can't trust a soul
Prayer to my granddads soul
Plz protect my soul
Got all This yay on this plate
All this stress on my plate
Swear that beemers Jake's
Make sure you clock the plates
These shoulders carry weight
Can't trust **** they snakes
Put my gun to your face
I wanna seat at the table wit a plate
Scorpion squad are lurking
Tryna pin me to a case
ClearBags full of yay, the pots
Go drop to L x K
Jugg the day away
Hop out,drill it x skeet away
Get round wit the Duh
Tell em put their blades away
Had me Doing up wing
Wit Rizz, pissed
Swear down shit was a myth
Slap dis in the spot
Incase I hold a spin
Smoking loud all day x night
Using soup packets for riz
9 months held captive
Feeding me food dat looks like shit
Shake her batty, baddie
Now she gonna suck my soul
While I'm driving sleeting
Riding armed in this golf
Up this pole, duh duh
Let it blow
See this phone, in O
I really make it snow
Got all This yay on this plate
All this stress on my plate
Swear that beemers Jake's
Make sure you clock the plates
These shoulders carry weight
Can't trust **** they snakes
Put my gun to your face
I wanna seat at the table wit a plate
Written by: StheOpp
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