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GRM
Hip-Hop/Rap
GRM è stato pubblicato il 14 novembre 2025 da Wild Music come parte dell'album 17
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Album17
Data di uscita14 novembre 2025
EtichettaWild Music
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM74

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Farid Agaev
Farid Agaev
Composer

Testi

Yeah, I'm chill, I'm calm (Yeah)
Didn't run, I'm armed (What?)
My bitch too bad (Too bad)
My wrist go blam (Ice)
I don't start, I fly (Yeah)
I get bands, no lie (Bands)
I just laughed, fuckoff (Hah)
Your man's broke, pss off (Dickhead)
Bro, I'm up, they broke as fck
Talk that sht, but they got no luck
Two hoes ring, both wanna fck
Told 'em chill, I'm countin' bucks
New plate clean, that's all on me
Full tank in, that's petrol free
They hate on me, that's jealousy
Your girl on me, that's therapy
Fck that talk, just send location
All that chat, that's desperation
No IDs, no explanation
She ride me, no hesitation
If I nut, she might go mad
Told her "Chill, don't get attached"
LV coat, that sh*t look rad
Whole life lit, can't lie — it's mad
Yeah, I'm chill, I'm calm (Yeah)
Didn't run, I'm armed (What?)
My bitch too bad (Too bad)
My wrist go blam (Ice)
I don't start, I fly (Skrrt)
I get bands, no lie (Bands)
I just laughed, fck off (Hah)
Your man's broke, pss off (Dickhead)
Still don't trust no soul (Nah)
Half these man just fold (Facts)
Chat too much, they trolls (Dickheads)
I'm too cold, no goals (Ice)
New bitch mad, she spoiled (She mad)
LV, Prada, oiled (Designer)
Hit from the back, she moaned (She loud)
Told her, "Shh, phone's on" (Quiet)
I'm in the trap, still doin' it clean
Cash in hand, no need for machine
Whole team up, that's family scheme
Your man's broke, he live in a dream
Talkin' on me? That's suicide
Bro got stick, that's do or die
I don't talk, I multiply
Fck that btch, then say goodbye
Yeah, I'm chill, I'm calm (Yeah)
Didn't run, I'm armed (What?)
My bitch too bad (Too bad)
My wrist go blam (Ice)
I don't start, I fly (Skrrt)
I get bands, no lie (Bands)
I just laughed, fck off (Hah)
Your man's broke, pss off (Dickhead)
Bags on bags, that's facts, I'm paid
New bitch call, said "Slide," I'm late
Told that hoe, "I don't do dates"
I just fck, then relocate
Brand new whip, that sht on lease
But I don't care, I drive in peace
Feds behind, I'm off, capisce?
Ain't no case, I'm way too sleek
Written by: Farid Agaev
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