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FUKK KNOWLEDGE
Hip-Hop/Rap
FUKK KNOWLEDGE è stato pubblicato il 29 aprile 2024 da GANDER GANG RECORDS come parte dell'album GROWN FOLKS & SMOKE
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Data di uscita29 aprile 2024
EtichettaGANDER GANG RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM94

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markiel Stephon Runnel
Markiel Stephon Runnel
Songwriter

Testi

What the fuck you talking about
Yo, Tommy, man, that's my word
If y'all **** don't get that bail money
You won't see what time it is
That's your word
**** suck my dick
Fuck
Damn
Bro got a perk problem
Scary-ass sit in the house all day
Don't even come at it
Fuck
I'm finna knock it up
On the same block for three days
Beating the block up
Police just did a raid
Beat a **** ass
No martial arts
Gander sensei
Took a break from the social back on the 10th day
Leg shot or shit bag
I'd rather hit face
We smoking good dope
Gander promoting gang violence
This for the hood, though
This for the rat hoes
The ones that sell a little pussy
That make the cash flow
But I got correlations
Sitting back relaxing with Billy and Bonebreaker
Bitch, give me everything you got
That's a bowl favor
Hit the county
Slice a ****'s throat with an old razor
Bitch, tryna leave without me
But I'm coming too
Tell that ****
Fuck his hood
And I'll say it over too
Yeah, everybody say they Gander
Don't go through what the Ganders do
That's why everybody ain't Gander, fool
Wipe a **** across the counter at the bar
Yeah, I'm acting rude
Ought a two-piece cuh
Nah, he acting cool
Shit
21 Jump Club
Yeah, Savage too
Bitch with a lot of mean mugs
And I snatch a tooth
Shit
Skinny ass bitch
I'll manage too
Bitch, had a lot of weird questions
I ain't asking you
Ketchy so great how I act a fool
I'm like, bitch, don't play me
I have my moves
Bustin' down boogers in the ear
I went and grabbed her hoops
Slapped her overboard, destroyed her day
Tryna grab my loot
Bitch bandamont whistle all day
Tryna grab my flute
High off nicotine, bitch
Tryna grab my flum
Dumb Bitch, need to sit her ass down
Tryna grab her boobs
Bitch, be with it or without it
You love her or you hate her
Complete the 55th chapter
And go on to like 80
**** dyin
For them Cuban links
Its gold on this grave, then
Tell the **** dig deeper
Get rewarded from Satan
Yes, it's all up to that ****
And Get his time wasted
Bitch, tryna be sweet
Don't even sound flavored
A real bleeder
Not a sleeper you peep
when I'm faded
Bitch, I kinda slurred a bit
Every day is something new
I be ignoring shit
Shoot a ****
Right through his window
He better board the shit
Hit the Uh
And pop a two-time
I finna swerve the whip
Bitch, I finna get a scuddy
Walkin' in
And I ain't walkin' out
If that shit bussing
**** talkin
Mmm
Mmm
With that
Blah
And I get the bust
I know it is
Police ass snatched me up
And Bitch, I said I wasn't
Fuck knowledge
Roll up
I'm tryna get high
Bitch, feelin' like Tommy Buns
Bitch, the top 5
Like, dumb bitch
Actin' like a bug
And flicked outside
Bitch, askin' for a piece of what
Bitch, not mine
A judge hit, bro
With eleven'
He done caught nine
Hit a **** up
with a four
That a five nine
Preachin' ass ****
Go gospel
Make his soul cry
I like a thick bitty bitch
not a oversized
**** What's up with knowledge
Fuck knowledge
Roll up
I'm tryna get high
Written by: Markiel Stephon Runnel
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