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Suck Sumthin
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Suck Sumthinは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2025年5月30日にEncore RecordingsによりリリースされましたDon't Trust Me
アルバムDon't Trust Me
2025年5月30日
レーベルEncore Recordings
言語English
BPM89
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー

歌詞

[Intro]
Aye, G block ****, ****
Fuck your dead homies, ****
Popped your brother, ****
****
Aye, aye, look, aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
Freak bitch, she tryna suck sumthin'
Pulled up to the penthouse, told her don't touch nothing
Fully switch on my hip, I just love buttons
Ah, ain't in load unless lil' squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain't need ****
A real shooter on them drills, I just see different
My lil' **** snatching Kias with no keys in 'em
Yanked up on him, got the job done
Left their store with twenty shots, they knew I popped something
Dropped that low on a bitch ****, he did not come
That **** said the boogieman name, I popped up
Hopped out low, gave him six shots, he a drunk driver
Got hella skitz on they block Js, I love sliding
Couple of they homies died, they cried and said, "Fuck violence"
Pop a perc and start tweaking, don't leave no guns by him
Can't argue 'bout no hoe, let's argue ''bout who popped the most ****
[Verse 1]
Bro think he got the most bs, let's take a vote, ****
Drop skeezy even when I go to sleep, it's really funk, ****
A stepper I ain't in that load if it ain't donks in it
Can't argue with no **** that's a victim of a violent crime
The homies call me Draks but I keep fully most the times I slide
Stood over cuz, gave him the devil's number
Gz, I'm on that type of time, know they ain't outside but I'm just riding by
Go get that back in blood, eye for a eye
G block
[Chorus]
Freak bitch, she tryna suck sumthin'
Pulled up to the penthouse, told her don't touch nothing
Fully switch on my hip, I just love buttons
Ah, ain't in load unless lil' squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain't need ****
A real shooter on them drills, I just see different
My lil' **** snatching Kias with no keys in 'em
Yanked up on him, got the job done
Left their store with twenty shots, they knew I popped something
Dropped that low on a bitch ****, he did not come
That **** said the boogieman name, I popped up
Hopped out low, gave him six shots, he a drunk driver
Got hella skitz on they block Js, I love sliding
Couple of they homies died, they cried and said, "Fuck violence"
Pop a perc and start tweaking, don't leave no guns by him
Can't argue 'bout no hoe, let's argue about who popped the most ****
[Outro]
Can't argue 'bout no hoe, let's argue about who popped the most ****
Written by: Jaymani Gorman, Nicolás Agustin Maturano, Quaron Arnold, antonio smith
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