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No Debating
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Debating은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 9월 27일일에 Roc Nation Records에서 발매되었습니다.No Debating - Single
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발매일2019년 9월 27일
라벨Roc Nation Records
언어English
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
Q Da Fool
Q Da Fool
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Hector Medel, Jr.
Hector Medel, Jr.
작사가 겸 작곡가
George Hudnall
George Hudnall
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Victor Corado
Victor Corado
녹음 엔지니어
Hector Medel, Jr.
Hector Medel, Jr.
믹싱 엔지니어
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

[Verse 1]
He ain't want it, so I had to take it
No debating, I'm one of the greatest
Left 'em waiting, I knew they was hating
In the hood, we surrounded by satan
And it's crazy, we want make it out
The police, the just want take us out
Count a hundred, I'm fresh off a route
Like a bird when it's cold, send 'em south
[Verse 2]
It ain't no quittin', I gotta do it
It ain't no missin', you gotta shoot him
He said it's friction, they 'bout to lose 'em
Me and my pistol, we coolin' as usual
I got an army, I send 'em
Glock 23 in my denim
Re-stuffed thirty 'bows in a rental
If you want 'em, then ****, come get 'em
It's some **** I lost, can't forget 'em
All the hoes I cut off, you can hit 'em
Do it just like a boss, I don't miss 'em
All them lies in your song, I don't feel 'em
Why these hoes always worried what we do?
Disrespect me, I turn you to seafood
Cartier, so I barely can see you
My bitch mad said, "I never could read you"
[Verse 3]
Pull up, get it done
You don't know what you would've done
Real ****, I ain't scared of anyone
You ain't finish, so you never really won
Keep it going, I ain't never really done
Run it way up to a mil', I'ma give it to my son
If I see him, gotta let the 40 bust (Rich Shoota)
I been trappin' since I rode the yellow bus
[Verse 4]
He ain't want it, so I had to take it
No debating, I'm one of the greatest
Left 'em waiting, I knew they was hating
In the hood, we surrounded by satan
And it's crazy, we want make it out
The police, the just want take us out
Count a hundred, I'm fresh off a route
Like a bird when it's cold, send 'em south
[Verse 5]
I made the bitch do a donut
How you flexin'? Your shit got a donut
Bro, don't stretch it, the junkies gon' go nuts
My uncle tried test it, he threw up
I blew up
I done came far from a blow up
Drop a bomb to your car, watch it blow up
Cars in like sneaker count, I got four of 'em
15K on the chopper, got four of 'em
Don't ask me 'bout no rappers, don't know of 'em
They ask me 'bout some trappers, don't know of 'em
I was shooting, your ass used to mow lawns
[Verse 6]
He ain't want it, so I had to take it
No debating, I'm one of the greatest
Left 'em waiting, I knew they was hating
In the hood, we surrounded by satan
And it's crazy, we want make it out
The police, the just want take us out
Count a hundred, I'm fresh off a route
Like a bird when it's cold, send 'em south, damn
[Verse 7]
Pull up, get it done, uh
You don't know what you would've done
Real ****, I ain't scared of anyone
You ain't finish, so you never really won
Keep it going, I ain't never really done
Run it way up to a mil', I'ma give it to my son
If I see him, gotta let the 40 bust
I been trappin' since I rode the yellow bus, damn
[Verse 8]
(Pull up, get it done)
(Real ****, I ain't scared of anyone)
(You ain't finish, so you never really won)
(I been trappin' since I rode the yellow bus)
Written by: George Hudnall, Hector Medel, Jr.
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