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Argue
441
Hip-Hop/Rap
Argue è stato pubblicato il 22 gennaio 2026 da Pretty Gang come parte dell'album Argue - Single
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Data di uscita22 gennaio 2026
EtichettaPretty Gang
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM192

Testi

(MIA JAY C)
Ayy
Huh
Bitch, you always wanna argue and I'm tired of that, uh
Send you back to your mama house with your sorry ass
Nah, huh, you gon' make me start actin' nefarious
Nah, huh, you gon' make me have to need a therapist
Nah, bitch, I'm daring you, huh, huh
To be somethin' you ain't, I know that's scarin' you
Uh-huh
Pick up your own weight, I'm tired of carrying you
Huh, all these bullshit burdens in your area
Huh, huh, huh, listen
Ayy, I need you to suck the dick when we ain't doing shit
Yeah, baby, go'n and pull it out when we just chillin'
Huh, say you want some kids, drink a gallon of my children
Huh, if you irritating, I can't eat you like you chitlings
Bitch, all the feelings you got came up off of Instagram
Huh, how the fuck you get some morals from a meme?
Huh, huh, use the words wrong, don't know what they mean
Nah, huh, by the way you text, I think that you can't read
Huh, it'd fuck you up how dumb a bitch really is
Huh, nah, it'd really blow your fuckin' mind
He done said somethin' she don't comprehend, ho think you lyin'
She was lost from the first sentence whole fucking time
Like, bitch, I sent a paragraph, you just not speakin' up
Huh, when the fuck was you gon' tell me you ain't get it?
Tuh, huh, damn near talking to myself, I'm feeling ignant
Uh, stand a reply, blocked a bitch before I'm finished, huh
Huh
Bitch, you always wanna argue and I'm tired of that, uh
Send you back to your mama house with your sorry ass
Nah, huh, you gon' make me start actin' nefarious
Nah, huh, you gon' make me have to need a therapist
Nah, bitch, I'm daring you, huh, huh
To be somethin' you ain't, I know that's scarin' you
Uh-huh
Pick up your own weight, I'm tired of carrying you
Huh, all these bullshit burdens in your area
Listen
Get up out my stakes, today, I'm tired of sharin' you
You fuck with anything, know I can't move past that
You posting ****' money, why you on that bummy shit?
You ****' foot on every app instead of Cash App
Tired of grown men who can't communicate
Since I've been had the bills, ask me what I ate today
Boy, you know I trip for real, slurp the dick with no hands
Do all that for what? All you **** lack romance
Can't treat you like a king, you a liar (You a liar)
You can't even fix shit or change a tire
You'd rather hustle and be broke and thinking higher, haha
You need him, he can't even think alone, ain't no follower
Leadin' me, wanna be a bad bitch weirdo
Let me see your nails, exactly, clear coat
You never seen the doctor but you claiming that you clear, though
League, did I stutter? Uh-uh, clear throat, the fuck?
Bitch, you always wanna argue and I'm tired of that, uh
Send you back to your mama house with your sorry ass
Nah, huh, you gon' make me start actin' nefarious
Nah, huh, you gon' make me have to need a therapist
Nah, bitch, I'm daring you, huh, huh
To be somethin' you ain't, I know that's scarin' you
Uh-huh
Pick up your own weight, I'm tired of carrying you
Huh, all these bullshit burdens in your area, huh, huh, huh, listen
Written by: Casada Sorrell, DeBrayah Williams
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