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4Ever
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4Ever è stato pubblicato il 18 marzo 2026 da Cegular Records/Santa Anna come parte dell'album 4Ever - Single
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pradabagshawty
Pradabagshawty
Performer
London Woods Golston
London Woods Golston
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
London Woods Golston
London Woods Golston
Lyrics
Evan Hickman
Evan Hickman
Songwriter
Greyson Philip Sanders
Greyson Philip Sanders
Songwriter
Robert West
Robert West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ev7n
Ev7n
Producer
10kgrey
10kgrey
Producer
Y/K
Y/K
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[Intro]
Sit outside the trap, you know?
Come on, bratt
Go get 'em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sit outside, you know? Come on
[Chorus]
I tell the young brew, "Load up, let's go get 'em," yeah
We bounce out and clap 'em (Clap 'em)
I told lil' baby, "I be in the street
Bitch, I ain't no regular rapper," come on (Brr)
Bitch tryna switch up my route like the pastor
P5, got a stick in the Aston, huh (Aston)
Thigh-pack bussin', I been havin' standards (Standards)
These bitches broke, can't buy a sandwich, huh (Sandwich)
I smacked the ho, now she goin' insane (Insane)
Should've nevеr been the backup, huh (Backup)
I ain't wanna smack her, she claim that I smackеd her
Now how the hell gang finna smack her? Huh (Come on)
Everything double down, fully extendo
P5 used to hang out the window, huh
I told the bitch that, "I got you forever"
But, nah, I could never be tender, huh (No way)
[Verse 1]
I'm in Atlanta, I'm lookin' for love
These bitches wan' me be a hero, huh (No way)
I'm the type **** pop out with no shirt
But go mask on like Rey Mysterio, huh (Bratt)
I'm the type **** go Chrome Heart
Darlin' shades on me, I can see, though, huh
Overly slime like 'Sito, yeah (Slatt)
Spark it up, we don't cop out
Know Money Gang spinnin' when the cops out, yeah
Smacked her, she wanna lay up
Overly playin' yo' role, pipe down, huh
I'm in the muhfuckin' cut
He ain't even seen me, but I had bomed down (Bomed down)
Bad bitch, know she a slut (What?)
I ain't gon' judge, I just put her down (What? What? What?)
Huh, I just put her down
[Chorus]
I tell the young brew, "Load up, let's go get 'em," yeah
We bounce out and clap 'em (Clap 'em)
I told lil' baby, "I be in the street
Bitch, I ain't no regular rapper," come on (Brr)
Bitch tryna switch up my route like the pastor
P5, got a stick in the Aston, huh (Aston)
Thigh-pack bussin', I been havin' standards (Standards)
These bitches broke, can't buy a sandwich, huh (Sandwich)
I smacked the ho, now she goin' insane (Insane)
Should've nevеr been the backup, huh (Backup)
I ain't wanna smack her, she claim that I smackеd her
Now how the hell gang finna smack her? Huh (Come on)
Everything double down, fully extendo
P5 used to hang out the window, huh
I told the bitch that, "I got you forever"
But, nah, I could never be tender, huh (No way)
Written by: Evan Thomas Heckman, Greyson Philip Sanders, London Woods Golston, Robert West
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