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NEVER DELETE
Hip-Hop/Rap
NEVER DELETE è stato pubblicato il 21 aprile 2025 da Waezi come parte dell'album RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW
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Data di uscita21 aprile 2025
EtichettaWaezi
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM114

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Waezi
Waezi
Vocals
Tbone
Tbone
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Frazier
Jack Frazier
Songwriter
Tanner Tilghman
Tanner Tilghman
Songwriter
Davaun Kamanga
Davaun Kamanga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jakpot
Jakpot
Executive Producer
idreaminstereo
idreaminstereo
Engineer

Testi

Been talking my shit like they knew me
Diamonds they wetter than groupies
Got tats my neck, this a movie
I just hope I'm the best like I'm Tunechi
That's on set
Swear that I keep em in check
You already knowing what's next
Hit you with flex
If I ain't winning, I'm next
She always be giving me sex
I feel alive, let's take a rip
I am not bi, but my bitch is
Living my life, tryna get lit
I'm always high, it is what it is
Look at this ice, drip off my wrist
None of you guys are spitting like this
Y'all act like a bitch
I wouldn't be surprised if you sit when you piss
I know you with the pole, make that money and go
We done hit the store
Then we buy everything cause we rich
Been stacking the money, the bread just like Ritz
I'm over on 6th, make the deposit, then spend
The ghost in the back with the tint
You already know that I'm lit
They said identify who's not a G
I point at you, that was not a sneeze
I gave your bitch wood I ain't choppin' trees
I'm smoking the wood, that's a lot of weed
Buy a shot at least
Your ass looks amazing, I caught a peek
What the fuck am I saying, I saw that shit
Why the fuck are we playing, let's raw dog it
When I beat it up there is not a condom, and I'm heating up like a Hot Pocket
I need the drugs, it is not an option
Sleep on us, you are not our partners
These are some tunes we should never delete
I got some nudes you would never believe
I am that dude you could never be me
I am not you, that's a blessing to me
So give me all that shit, you in my phone texting like I'm the chick
Put them racks on your arm, now you calling quick
If I ain't get the message you starting shit
Them discussions get old, why you forcing?
Why you forcing?
Like Greg Abbott forcing abortions
And I'm wishing you was open
Let that thing grow, bitches covered in snow
In Miami though I'm talking that blow
White girls they loving the way that Wae flow
I'm wishing you knew bout the things that I know
All of these secrets be me
You know if it's Off-White, I'm rocking that tee
You're new in this thing, it could never just be
All of these demons just put em to sleep
Why you even start talking to me?
Written by: Davaun Kamanga, Jack Frazier, Tanner Tilghman
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