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Got A Thing
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Got A Thing è stato pubblicato il 3 settembre 2026 da Buttonboy come parte dell'album The Face
Released3 settembre 2026
EtichettaButtonboy
LinguaEnglish
BPM100
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

Come on
Ay
It's the Buttonboy, a hobo with that button roll
Fucked a **** bitch, she gettin' mad, bro, you can have her back
Bounced on lil' Chris, he got away, I had a asthma attack
**** told my mans we hopped on ass, now **** laugh at that
**** heard that smirk and shit got dark, they turned his ass to pack
41 keep poppin' all this shit, they never had a lack
And 41 keep poppin' all this shit, they don't even have the act
I swear to God, bro walked in with the button, couldn't even blast it back
Fucked on his bitch and threw it back because her ass was fat
These nine bullets'll put you the fuck down, you better hang your strap
That side a menace, don't even got no rep, bro, his lil' ass just cap
Catch you slimy, goddamn throw this neck, bro, his lil' ass just wrapped
Pop my door, bail out on the dirt, you know I'm dressed in black
**** pop, can't even sell out, keep fuckin' up they track
Let me blow his ho, I'm bailin' out, his chick on fuckin' cap
Dash got the belt, fell on his jays and almost took a nap
Bitch, yeah, he a bitch, he ain't on shit and don't even own a gat
Bounce him out the back while he tryna run, lil' bro tapped his switch
JB ain't aggressive, caught that boy and I just made him bitch
How the fuck these **** in the war and don't even own a stick?
Pop, pop, shot up, breakin' his bitch down, she runnin' from the thick
**** broke as shit, keep dissin' me, these **** fuckin' sick
Walked out through the buck like, "Where he at?" Tryna catch a fuckin' vic
Pushed up on a ****, sold him fast, it was so fuckin' quick
Zo keep poppin' shit, he heard that yappin', dropped his fuckin' blick
Punch a young boy, man, he tryna act tough, I punched him in his shit
Got a button on me in the stu', man, who tryna get it on?
I done hawked a **** down the block like, "Where the fuck you goin'?"
Who just felt the opps fill in the door and they kept fuckin' goin'
Buckets tapped the button on his chest, I'm already fuckin' on
Bannin' on the opps, don't give a fuck if it's all fuckin' snowin'
Beat his fuckin' ass so fuckin' bad like, "Bro, stay in your lane"
Jump out on a ****, stand on top, then bust him in his brain
Half these **** think ridin' this war ain't never put in pain
On time I die, they bust him in his chain, he thought shit was a game
Every time a new opp fuckin' die, man, we the ones they blame
How the fuck this **** in this war and don't even own a flame?
I done bust this lil' bitch from the back, I made her call my name
Zo ain't got no rep, he ain't shoot shit like, "Go work on your aim"
Bannin' on that side, when I come back, my clip gon' be on dame
Dickhead got his gun stuck on his waist when we got in the bank
Jumpin' out on shit, tryna tap the button, jump out, let it sing
Bro felt that heat, he got weighed up like it was fuckin' spring
Caught him on that block and pushed him back just like a fuckin' swing
Man, all on them buttons, I don't know, I got a fuckin' thing
Come on
Zo, we got a winner right here
Turn me up, buddy
Bro, my line, wait
Turn me up, bro
I love you too
Written by: Buttonboy
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