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Dranker
575
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dranker è stato pubblicato il 23 giugno 2023 da Darko Records come parte dell'album Pink Reign
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Data di uscita23 giugno 2023
EtichettaDarko Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM139

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Redda
Redda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Redda
Redda
Producer
Haza
Haza
Producer
Krimeaffect
Krimeaffect
Producer

Testi

It's fuckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin', Redda
Hm, uh, uh, uh
(Krime goin' crazy)
How you know 'bout the shit that I did?
How you know 'bout the shit that I done?
You don't know shit 'bout the shit I'ma do
Said he my opp, but he don't got a gun
I'm rollin', I'm trollin', I'm lyin' for fun
Yeah, I'm rollin', I'm sippin' on drank bitch I'm drunk (Haza, a sério?)
Sippin' the drank, super smacked
They in love with my sound, I make supertrap
Talkin' that shit, get super whacked
I just fucked on that bih', that bitch super wet
So high, look, I just jumped out the plane, yeah
On the way to big Paris, I'm sippin' that pink, huh, yeah, yeah
Makatussin my cup, 'boutta pour me a eight, huh, huh, yeah
Makatussin my cup 'boutta sip that shit straight, huh, huh
Boy, you sip Robitussin and that shit really lame, huh, yeah
Promise you when I'm dead, you'll remember my name, yeah, yeah
Takin' these pills like a motherfuckin' addict
I get high, I go up to the moon, to the attic
I take a Perc', got me focused like Addy
I jump in the big body, I jumped in the 'Cat, yeah
I got that Glocky, that red, yeah
Want a bean, the Ox', or the Addy, yeah
I pulled up, the boy panicked, he ran
Need cash, I run up this cash
I'm on Tris, you can see it my face
Fell asleep with my arm in a brace
Hellcat, goin' fast on these brakes, yeah
Hellcat, goin' fast, I got taste
Doin' donuts, the type you can't taste
On a 30, I'm goin' outer space
On 'em drugs, I go outer space
You a thug, don't get hit by a K
Free Thug, let slime out the cage
You got racks, throw that shit in they face
You get money, that shit grow on trees
Blow this shit on some motherfuckin' lean
I wish I never sipped green
I don't even want the codeine, yeah
Huh, huh
Uh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh
(Krime goin' crazy)
How you know 'bout the shit that I did?
How you know 'bout the shit that I done?
You don't know shit 'bout the shit I'ma do
Said he my opp, but he don't got a gun
I'm rollin', I'm trollin', I'm lyin' for fun
Yeah, I'm rollin', I'm sippin' on drank bitch I'm drunk
Sippin' the drank, super smacked
They in love with my sound, I make supertrap
Talkin' that shit, get super whacked
I just fucked on that bih', that bitch super wet
So high, look, I just jumped out the plane, yeah
On the way to big Paris, I'm sippin' that pink, huh, yeah, yeah
Written by: Redda
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