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BO3
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BO3 è stato pubblicato il 12 dicembre 2025 da NXTDOOR MUSIC LLC come parte dell'album Eeeesa X KND Collabs
12 dicembre 2025
EtichettaNXTDOOR MUSIC LLC
LinguaEnglish
BPM69
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

Oh shit, my phone
Runs, runs, runs, runs
She said she do what I need
She look better when we don't need it
Fuckin' hoes give you XP, ****
And I'm askin' Steve
That you can't get off my plate
Cuz I got too many miles to feed
Know I'm chasin' what I see
I need ass on my feet
I need cash on my feet
Shawty fat, that's what I need
All my **** comin' up
I need taxes
Shawty playin, tooted up
She want my kid, take my seat
A real **** livin' up
I'm just a part of it
I see the movement comin' up
I'm just a part of it
When I be in
We gon' suit up
We gon' spin
No more fuckin' with the men
Bitch who always got me mad
But that my bitch
That's who we bein
Finna get her name tagged out
Tent up by the tent
Beanie low
Outside chillin' with my amigos
Free coast
Day outside
Drinkin' on that Migos
Weak ****
Can't respect it
If I ain't seen it
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Can't respect it
If I can't deem it
Been fuckin' on your bitch
Since when you back
Behind the bleachers
I'm flippin' on this bitch
I fuck her
Then I fuckin' leave her
I can't keep her
I swear I hate this bitch
It's like I'm Beaver
Boss bitch
Nice to meet you
Hey ****
Nice to meet you
I'm just tryin' to get up with you
Spent like 50 on a feature
I'm a monster
I'm a creature
Sunday night
Yeah, I'm a preacher
Lil' bitch tryin' to hit my phone
She hit my phone
Said, I don't need it
Smoked that weed
Shit off the dome
Told that new bitch
Leave me alone
I smoke that bitch
Just like a bone
I told that bitch
To watch her tongue
Lil' bitch, she block it
Off my phone
She fuckin' with my damn cologne
Off that gas
I'm in my zone
Blast that boy back
Just like Trabone
Might put that ****
In my zone
Might get him whacked
And get him gone
She said
She'll do what I plead
You look better on your knees
Your fuckin' hoes
I put this ****
Behind a splint
She call it ransom
On the scene
She call her friends
They for the team
She do that shit
Like I was a dean
I'm off the gas
Not off a beam
That type of gas
Make you show the lean
Jog you for the grass
Not the fiend
I need her eyes
All on my feet
I need some cash
All on my feet
I'm a product
Of what I seen
Shawty playin
Too lit up
She want my keys
In my seat
Written by: Emanuel M, Joseph L, Tahj A
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