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Too Lost
256
Hip-Hop/Rap
Too Lost è stato pubblicato il 21 giugno 2022 da Cashout Mike come parte dell'album Too Lost - Single
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Data di uscita21 giugno 2022
EtichettaCashout Mike
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cashout Mike
Cashout Mike
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Andrew Barbaro
Michael Andrew Barbaro
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Andrew Barbaro
Michael Andrew Barbaro
Producer

Testi

Sippin' Tris (Tris), need every drop I can't miss (I can't miss)
The fuck is this? (What's this?), got a new bitch on my dick (Phew)
I can't miss (Uh uh), hella diamonds on my wrist (diamonds on my wrist)
I got 10 (10), cop a new bitch then I fled (Uh, fled)
Diamonds dance (Dance), have a new bitch give me head (Ha, ha, ha)
Fly her to France (Phew), have a new bitch in my bed (Oh yeah)
Got a Glock with a beam, and I lead em' up
Anybody want a little smoke, we gon' beat em' up
Put a lil wock in my cup, I can't see enough
Choppa gon' hit that boy nose and he bleedin' out
I'm on a corner with packs and we feinin' off
Seen a lil bit about me, you ain't see enough
All of my fucking money fill up 30 trucks
Man that shit really funny took his 30 bucks
And that boy really bummy, took his fucking lunch
All of my salary filling up 31 tubs
Geek a lot, Percocet's I love to geek a lot (Geek)
I know your bitch is a freak a lot (Freak)
Homie hop out that bitch like to leap a lot
Her location I feel like to seek a lot
In the back of the room I was getting top, arghhh
Shooters we bussin', hit up the function
Playing with hammers like sitters construction
I got the bullets that give you concussions
Pull out a drum, and I talkin' percussion
Aim at his muffin, bullets we stuffin'
Empty that choppa, turn that boy to nothing
Why that boy bluffing?, Rugers I'm bussin'
End of October, I'm carving his pumpkin
Sippin' Tris (Tris), need every drop I can't miss (I can't miss)
The fuck is this? (What's this?), got a new bitch on my dick (Phew)
I can't miss (Uh uh), hella diamonds on my wrist (diamonds on my wrist)
I got 10 (10), cop a new bitch then I fled (Uh, fled)
Diamonds dance (Dance), have a new bitch give me head (Ha, ha, ha)
Fly her to France (Phew), have a new bitch in my bed (Oh yeah)
(x2)
Written by: Michael Andrew Barbaro
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