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AMERIKA
1538
Hip-Hop/Rap
AMERIKA è stato pubblicato il 30 agosto 2024 da Opium/Interscope come parte dell'album LOVE LASTS FOREVER
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Data di uscita30 agosto 2024
EtichettaOpium/Interscope
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM109

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Moitoso
Evan Moitoso
Composer
Bobby Sandimanie
Bobby Sandimanie
Lyrics
Jalan Lowe
Jalan Lowe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil 88
Lil 88
Producer
Evan Moitoso
Evan Moitoso
Producer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
Black America
[Chorus]
Black America
Black America
Black America
Black America
Money
Black America
What
Black America
[Chorus]
Looking up everything blind
Fine shit sitting in the Wagon
Jumping out, all black flag
Leather pants nice, got 'em sagging
Fully-loaded extended mag
**** try it, know I'm ready to blast it
Love my FN just like my bitch
And both of them plastic
[Verse 1]
I got a cup fill it up with mud
I got your ho tryna wrestle in the mud
I got shit, I had to get it out the dirt
I hit the bank and then I make the money twerk
I got Alyx dripping off my shirt
Mink coat, got a bitch on Purp
Her pussy pink, it's dripping out her skirt
She tryna eat me, bouta make a **** swerve it
Ice cream, no dessert
I know how I might seem at first
Shawty, this might sting, might hurt
But I gotta fight, gotta leave for the work
I gotta pot, turn a **** to a Perc'
This ho want some diamonds, gotta eat me first
This ho extra fine, know I need me her
Stepping outside, gotta keep my fire
Paper know by day by night
Shawty, ain't got time, I can't make you mine
These hoes in line and they all dimes
**** ain't gon' lie, can't bite my shine
I got packs, packs on my mind
I got cash, cash on my mind
I got cash, cash on my mind
[Verse 2]
She got cash, cash on her mind
She got cash, cash on her mind
She got black, black on her mind
We got black, black on our lives
I'm on bad time
I made her a ten, she used to be a nine
Yeah, yeah, I'm with my slime
You ain't by my side, you ain't my kind
[Chorus]
Black America
Black America
Black America
Black America
Money
Black America
What
Black America
[Chorus]
Looking up everything blind
Fine shit sitting in the Wagon
Jumping out, all black flag
Leather pants nice, got 'em sagging
Fully-loaded extended mag
**** try it, know I'm ready to blast it
Love my FN just like my bitch
And both if them plastic
[Chorus]
Black America
Black America
Money
Black America
What
Black America
Written by: Bobby Sandimanie, Evan Marshall Moitoso, Jalan Lowe
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