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Plan B
1851
Hip-Hop
Plan B è stato pubblicato il 19 novembre 2025 da Dvpper Digital come parte dell'album Plan B - Single
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Data di uscita19 novembre 2025
EtichettaDvpper Digital
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM74

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deproved
Deproved
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Miner
Peter Miner
Composer
Aarón Reyes
Aarón Reyes
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Miner
Peter Miner
Producer
Oaxxy
Oaxxy
Mixing Engineer

Testi

(gyro, さよなら)
I'm a rebel (Yeah, what? What? Risk)
With clientele (Lit, lit)
They wouldn't take me out the set 'cause I would never tell (Woah)
It's a revolution (What? What?), everybody hatin' on theyself (Self, bih)
And my diamonds fat like Pearl (Ayy)
I live my life like my name Earl (Earl, Earl, Earl, Earl, Earl)
Make your bitch braid my hair like a girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I won't plan, make it out
I was tryna save the world (Raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw)
Lit up the section, put some red dots on y'all
And we just wet them, they ain't even use chalk
She think I'm textin' back, but— bring me all my money, uh
She at the D-end of my dick, yeah, what is funny?
Laugh about it, lil' dummy, I'll turn your mom into a mummy
I hurt your feelings, you wanna fuck me (Bitch)
Don't know what you dealin' with, with the drunk me
Cracked off two bars off a Xanax, I don't remember nothin'
I told her, "Go, go take that Plan B" 'cause I remember fuckin' (On God)
Feel like the old me would just block a bitch and tell her nothin' (Ah)
I was mad, out of class, lookin' for a bucket (Uh)
Hawk a jag, fuck a bag, that boy fuckin' jumpin' (Woah)
I got hundred in my pockets, spent it on her dumpy
The clip still fuckin' dumpin', ooh (Yeah, what? What? Risk)
At your fuckin' dumbass
With clientele (Lit, lit)
They wouldn't take me out the set 'cause I would never tell (Woah)
It's a revolution (What? What?), everybody hatin' on theyself (Self, bih)
And my diamonds fat like Pearl (Ayy)
I live my life like my name Earl (Earl, Earl, Earl, Earl, Earl)
Make your bitch braid my hair like a girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I won't plan, make it out
I was tryna save the world (Raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw)
Lit up the section, put some red dots on y'all
And we just wet them, they ain't even use chalk
Yeah, what? What? Risk
Written by: Peter Miner
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