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Manda
Hip-Hop/Rap
Manda è stato pubblicato il 19 marzo 2026 da Pluto Outerspace come parte dell'album Shark Tape - EP
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Data di uscita19 marzo 2026
EtichettaPluto Outerspace
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM77

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pluto Outerspace
Pluto Outerspace
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahlil Lashid Allen
Jahlil Lashid Allen
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Weeshy
Weeshy
Producer

Testi

**** jacking he my homie
But he really ain't my mans
I could see the hate
Through these Cartier lens
I could see the hate
Through these Cartier lens
**** jacking they my homie
But he really ain't my mans
Try to play it like he tough
But we know that shit pretend
Shorty want to fuck with us 'cause
She heard we got them bands
Try to see me, dap me up
Hoe ass **** not again
Heard you talking like you tough
See me, try to shake my hand
They already know what's up
Burned them bands in advance
And I keep a blicky' tucked
Have my 'ooter twirl your mans
Back out for no reason
Fashion killer season
All my **** heathen
Pillage what we needing
He broke that's really the reason
My killers shoot for no reason
Pussy I'm a demon
Watch what you say when speaking
These hoes can't trust 'em neither
My bitch block all the eaters
I put her in that season
She fly as fuck no reason
Salmon what she eat
She diving off the deep end
I told her keep it 'P'
Ain't no **** real as me
Ain't no ****, can see me
Why these boy's trying to beef?
Back to drummy' clear the streets
All you heard was the choppa' speak
Have the neighbors call police
Heard they said someone deceased
Twenty-five hundred for my glasses
While these pussy boys be capping
Rolling up that gas
Shorty wanna get high with the captain
Man these **** be broke as fuck
Trying to say they really tapped in
Packs flying through the mail
Me and Brodie counting backends
I'm flying through these bales
I'm still adding up the fractions
Running with the 'zeek
He get poked too close to me
And my timing that's 'Philippe'
I'm right where I'm 'posed to be
Sipping Wock' like it's tea
Ducking pot holes and police
Tell these boys they can't be me
No, no lil' boy you not me
I could see the hate
Through these Cartier lens
**** jacking they my homie
But he really ain't my mans
Try to play it like he tough
But we know that shit pretend
Shorty wanna fuck with us 'cause
She heard we got them bands
Try to see me, dap me up
Hoe ass **** not again
Heard you talking like you tough
See me, try to shake my hand
They already know what's up
Burned them bands in advance
And I keep a blicky' tucked
Have my 'ooter twirl your mans
Gltaow! gltoaw! gltaow!
What?
Written by: Jahlil Lashid Allen
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