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Right Back
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Right Back è stato pubblicato il 24 aprile 2026 da B.A.M. Records / Thizzler On The Roof come parte dell'album Wasteland
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Data di uscita24 aprile 2026
EtichettaB.A.M. Records / Thizzler On The Roof
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Banditdamack
Banditdamack
Performer
Bryce King
Bryce King
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce King
Bryce King
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryce King
Bryce King
Engineer
Joseph Montgomery
Joseph Montgomery
Engineer

Testi

Baby, I don't even think you know the whole of me, funerals and rosaries
Sweatin' out my dreams 'cause I see faces when I go to sleep
I ain't fiendin', shit ain't in until they notice me
**** hatin', they ain't makin' nothin' close to me
You ever had your life flash? Probably didn't like that
You trippin', come and get it, I'm from Hemet, ain't no white flags
Rick Owens hoodie, got your rent up on my price tag
The homie went to jail and got released and then went right back
I love my eater out the valley, she the best
It ain't the same when I got homies in the cage, it's free the West
Suckers boogie down on demon, but they claimin' he'd step
Hit they section and they— when he seen 'em, he's a wreck
You ain't authentic and they sense it, ****, we next
Money mackin', I can't beef it with no rejects
But it's alright, keep them fairy tales in the studio (Ayy, s1inster)
I still be kinda thinkin' 'bout Mary bale out in Ruby, though
And bitch, we holdin' 'em, ain't postin' 'em, we got those
My life is like a saga, it ain't modern, ain't no Rocko
Why you rappin' like you 'bout it if you pussy?
Bet that shotty put a crater in his noggin like a pothole
I hear a noise, I be paranoid out of instinct
If he ain't with the movement, he probably plotting against me
Shot the girlies, you can wrap it up, you ain't crackin'
On mackin' we done passed him, it's double M of the century
I'ma break the bitch out of everything with a credit
****, is it really no demons so they can debt it?
I don't really know where I'm supposed to go, where I'm headed
How the fuck is **** trash and okay with it? I don't get it
(I'ma break the bitch out of everything with a credit
****, is it really no demons so they can debt it?
I don't really know where I'm supposed to go, where I'm headed
How the fuck is **** trash and okay with it? I don't get it)
Baby, I don't even think you know the whole of me, funerals and rosaries
Sweatin' out my dreams 'cause I see faces when I go to sleep
I ain't fiendin', shit ain't in until they notice me
**** hatin', they ain't makin' nothin' close to me
You ever had your life flash? Probably didn't like that
You trippin', come and get it, I'm from Hemet, ain't no white flags
Rick Owens hoodie, got your rent up on my price tag
The homie went to jail and got released and then went right back
(Seventeen made that shit, fuck ****)
Written by: Bryce King
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