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Violette
187
In Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Violette è stato pubblicato il 27 giugno 2025 da SossHouse/Interscope Records come parte dell'album Made In Paris
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Data di uscita27 giugno 2025
EtichettaSossHouse/Interscope Records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
James Kang
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mastering Engineer
Mark Christensen
Mark Christensen
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
[Chorus]
You should just come here, it's more space when we land
Ain't gotta hide your truth, you're already in my place
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
Had a dream I looked like Zina and I didn't show in space
Had her wait like, "Oh, I'm late", she wasn't real anyway
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
[Verse 1]
These hoes tryna break my pockets
I can't fold for no profits
Switch my ho like topics
She glued to my cheese like a toppin'
She want a baby, I'm poppin'
I wasn't in school, was just in the projects, ballin' in Louis like Topin
My bitch hair purple like Futurama
**** don't want no smoke or drama
Tryna get a crib for my mama
8 a.m., ho, gotta see my grandma
Hood awards on so many landmines
Who wanna be a millionaire? ****, I'm your landline
Tryna put my lil' **** in the air, he throwin' up gang signs
Realized I can't change mine, I'm still me at the same time
Somethin' I just heard through the grapevine
You surprised these **** be rattin', man, these **** on jake time
Bitch, I'm tryna save Drake time
**** is Clarence on 8 mile
**** be like, "I owe you", huh, bitch, I hate vibes
I just love blue, the money talk, huh, we 'bout the same vibes
Huh, she say that I'm selfish, yeah, I'm sendin' her paper, huh, I'm sendin' her paper
She can't hate me now, damn
[Chorus]
You should just come here, it's more space when we land
Ain't gotta hide your truth, you're already in my place
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
Had a dream I looked like Zina and I didn't show in space
Had her wait like, "Oh, I'm late", she wasn't real anyway
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
[Verse 2]
Boy, I'm spendin' money on accident, I'll fuck a check up
**** ain't got more cheese than me, got mozzarella
She left her Louboutin with me like Cinderella
She gotta kiss the frog again, her **** look like Shrek, bruh
And if she pullin' up on me, she leavin' a stretcher
I stretch her like Dr. Fantastic, Reed Richards
Yeah, I wish I could do magic and be with ya
I'd do it all again just to ball with my ****
Wish Heaven was on earth, just won't find a way
It's hot as hell, I don't wanna burn, swear all I do is pray
I talk to God 'bout what on earth, I hope he don't take away
These **** plottin' on what you earn, gotta stay out the way
These bitches fine but these bitches burnin', call her dirty flow
She wanna have my baby boy, I can't diaper change
Rather stack that money, hold it all together, rock-a-bye, baby
Fuck her good, now she think we go together, I'm like, "Goodbye, baby"
[Chorus]
You should just come here, it's more space when we land
Ain't gotta hide your truth, you're already in my place
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
Had a dream I looked like Zina and I didn't show in space
Had her wait like, "Oh, I'm late", she wasn't real anyway
I been goin' through so much, damn
I been goin' through so much, she like, "Can we go to space?"
Written by: Timothy Jordan Jenks
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