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Dublin
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Dublin è stato pubblicato il 7 agosto 2026 da OLSMG come parte dell'album Baby Flaco
7 agosto 2026
EtichettaOLSMG
LinguaEnglish
BPM76
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

[Chorus]
She think I'm so flooded
Yo ex **** ain't on nothing
Run down on 'em, know I'm bussin'
Hit the club, I got my gun in
Got all B's, don't do no flunkin'
Exotic bitch, she came from Dublin
White like snow, she know I'm dunkin'
Bitch, I'm slidin through the hunnids
Tryna pull up on my cousin
Pull up, keep no rubber duckin'
Bad ho, she from Compton
Know she always up to something
I'm a handsome motherfucker
But these hoes, I cannot trust 'em
Two perc thirties, know he bussin'
Got a fifty for your muffin
On Thanksgiving, she need stuffin'
Backdoor who I never trusted
He got Covid, I still touch him
Grim like Klay, we both get buckets
Bad little vibe and she's from London
And I think she knows my cousin
Fourth and long and I ain't punting
Hit his ho, and I'm gon' crush him
Hold on
Run up, you fall flat
He caught ten shots to the back
She a bitch who ain't all that
She got a man and I still cracked
Twenty bands take you off the map
I got faith inside my strap
Hop out with my fucking mask
Hop right back, I'm back to the Kash
[Verse 1]
I'm tryna fuck you in Japan
She in the club, yo' ho get grabbed
Can't call Uber, find a cab
A hunnid bands, I fell on my ass
Sliding down Western
Like a diamond, they gon' test me
I got ice like Wayne Gretzky
I think yo' bitch tryna sex me
Hold on
[Chorus]
She think I'm so flooded
Yo ex **** ain't on nothing
Run down on 'em, know I'm bussin'
Hit the club, I got my gun in
Got all B's, don't do no flunkin'
Exotic bitch, she came from Dublin
White like snow, she know I'm dunkin'
Bitch, I'm slidin through the hunnids
Tryna pull up on my cousin
Pull up, keep no rubber duckin'
Hold on
Bad ho, she from Compton
Know she always up to something
I'm a handsome motherfucker
But these hoes, I cannot trust 'em
Two perc thirties, know he bussin'
Got a fifty for your muffin
On Thanksgiving, she need stuffin'
Backdoor who I never trusted
He got Covid, I still touch him
Grim like Klay, we both get buckets
Bad little vibe and she's from London
And I think she knows my cousin
Fourth and long and I ain't punting
Hit his ho, and I'm gon' crush him
Hold on
Run up, you fall flat
He caught ten shots to the back
She a bitch who ain't all that
She got a man and I still cracked
Twenty bands take you off the map
I got faith inside my strap
Hop out with my fucking mask
Hop right back, I'm back to the Kash
Written by: Prince Lindsey
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