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L.B. Cooper

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Hip-Hop/Rap

L.B. Cooper è stato pubblicato il 25 aprile 2025 da Lunchbox 2025 come parte dell'album L.B. Cooper

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumL.B. Cooper

Data di uscita25 aprile 2025

EtichettaLunchbox 2025

LanguageEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM75

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Coby Rhodes

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Coby Rhodes

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Renzy

Producer

Testi

Woah, been through shit too, ho

She like, "I been through shit," I say, "I been through shit too"

I took a step back, now I see the bigger picture, ho

We don't got no arms now, we just might send a missile, ho

This bitch, she so bad now, like let's make this official

We goin' down there, but bitch, this a different venture

I see the forecast now, bitch, this a different blizzard, ho

Tell 'em, "Bitch, I keep all kinds of money, my pockets tiramisu," oh

Oh, I been up for four days, I got some problems, oh

I be tryna find ways to push 'em out my mind

I be tryna find ways to push 'em out my thoughts

She gon' drive my mind crazy, just look at how she look

Bitch gon' drive my mind crazy, just look at how she walk

**** know my mind crazy, look at how we talk

They switch when the Suns blazin', keep my Devin Book

They switch when the sun's blazin'

Yes, I knew that (Ha, ha)

When you hear this Glock, spin that shit like Blu-ray (Ha, ha, ho-ah)

Stole my swag, where's their bouquet? (Ha, ha, ho)

Swear, I had cut that bitch off 'cause she two-faced (Ha, ha, ho-ah)

I'm not tryn' catch a new case (Ha, ha, ho)

Please don't run, them shots flyin', hit yo' blue jay (Ha, ha, ho-ah)

We pack shit up, no suitcase (Ha, ha, ho)

They fuck with Lunchbox 'cause I got new taste (Ha, ha, ho-ah)

In the back of the Benz, call me L.B. Cooper, or better, L.B. Durant, oh

Just to tell you the truth, girl, I don't know when this gon' end

Just to tell you the truth, I'm high, don't know when this gon' end, uh

We can go pound for pound, they know L.B. the man

My blunt stuffed like chalupa, I don't know where I'm gon' land

Need a truck, not a coupe bitch, I'm tryn' fit all of this cash

Ho butt fat in that Lulu, she tryn' fit all of that ass, uh

Fat in that Lulu, oh

Woah, been through shit too, ho

She like, "I been through shit," I say, "I been through shit too"

I took a step back, now I see the bigger picture, ho

We don't got no arms now, we just might send a missile, ho

This bitch, she so bad now, like let's make this official

We goin' down there, but bitch, this a different venture

I see the forecast now, bitch, this a different blizzard, ho

Tell 'em, "Bitch, I keep all kinds of money, my pockets tiramisu," oh

In the back of the Benz, call me L.B. Cooper, or better, L.B. Durant, oh

Just to tell you the truth, girl, I don't know when this gon' end

Just to tell you the truth, I'm high, don't know when this gon' end, uh

Written by: Coby Rhodes

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