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Dont Worry
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Hip-Hop
Dont Worry è stato pubblicato il 3 ottobre 2025 da Bml come parte dell'album Die Wit Some Racks
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Data di uscita3 ottobre 2025
EtichettaBml
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM101

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
roid
roid
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isadore Breaux
Isadore Breaux
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
roid
roid
Producer

Testi

2000 on my kicks n these bitches stay dirty
357 31 but this bitch stay curry
20 Ps in this load I pray to God they don't blurp me
My Momma want in me in a crib I told her ass don't worry
It's labels on my phone and this bitch won't answer
I fell in love with a Pisces she a tumor she a cancer
It was me Key and P mad at bitches and we banned em
This rap shit all me but with stoves we still slam em
I gon hold my breath till my face turn blue
The Ffs stick together fuck yo brother fuck you
Them Lord Miller boys keep hating but they know the truth
Got a opp in the A he playing football but I jus wanna hoop
I'm jus a rap **** in they eyes I wanna ball
When I was at my lowest it was two numbers I could call
The world in my face and Ion even know what I want
Head high chin up everytime we stand tall
Free my **** Dizzle and free my **** Tanc
Ion say the whole F these **** hopping out they lane
You **** never seen a opp so how TF I'm no rank
It some player ways I got real checks at the bank
I held her name high but found I she was a roller
I jus said free the **** but fuck em he a smoker
Fake drank and a whippet so was trippin offa drugs
**** fuck a face I'll run offa plug
One two three shots he got that for mean mugs
I'm the driver and the shooter I bounced out and went dumb
Idk don't trust me I'll run off with crumbs
**** asked if with them boys it's fuck funds
Free the whole F keep the smokers and the bums
Skinny **** I could up fat loaf it's a ton
Just whip my dick out and she grabbing on meat
I can't beef bout a bitch and that's on any city
Be honest be real tell the truth don't lie
Man fuck them videos if you trippin you high
I got a real hit list I hope you **** all die
I just bounced out with no mask off a jerk I'm fried
2000 on my kicks n these bitches stay dirty
357 31 but this bitch stay curry
20 Ps in this load I pray to God they don't blurp me
My Momma want in me in a crib I told her ass don't worry
Written by: Isadore Breaux
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