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BBL
6,268
Hip-Hop/Rap
BBL은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2022년 3월 4일일에 South Coast Music Group / Interscope Records / Atlantic Records에서 발매되었습니다.BETTER THAN YOU
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발매일2022년 3월 4일
라벨South Coast Music Group / Interscope Records / Atlantic Records
언어English
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발랑스
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BPM129

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DaBaby
DaBaby
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Jonathan Kirk
Jonathan Kirk
작사가 겸 작곡가
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
작사가 겸 작곡가
Uzoma Nosagie Abel Harbor
Uzoma Nosagie Abel Harbor
작사가 겸 작곡가
Adam Gamble
Adam Gamble
작사가 겸 작곡가
Jalen Scott Hinton
Jalen Scott Hinton
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Uzoh
Uzoh
프로듀서
Kayothewizard
Kayothewizard
프로듀서
Jhint
Jhint
프로듀서
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

[Intro]
(Uzoma, come here)
I fuck on that ho and came back on her
Fuck on that ho and I– yeah
(Chill, Hint)
[Chorus]
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Yeah), it look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you (Let's go), your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make something for the gangster bitches
Never by myself, got the banger with me
Hatin'-ass ****, man, I hate them ****
[Verse 1]
It's Baby, bitch, say that shit two times (Say it two)
Baby, Baby, he acting brand new now (Baby, Baby)
Had to shake 'em, he got back his juice now (And the– woo)
Now you double back, knew you were coming back (Let's go)
Got the shit in my house that connect the guest house to the house, park the Rolls-Royce up under that (Yeah)
I could fuck up the game if a **** dropped now, set it down, **** think he ain't comin' back
Somebody must told you wrong (Huh?)
Come through popping on a whole new song (Yeah, bitch)
Pussy **** must think they lit 'til they put us in this bitch and cut the Pro Tools on (Yeah, ****)
Hatin'-ass **** still gon' die, keep waitin' in the line, bitch, it won't be long (No, no)
Rap **** talk big boy shit, but when I'm in the room, they control they tone
I set it off on these ****, they know it too (They know it)
Long live G, a bitch play, he gon' go with you (Let's go)
You know your lil' brother gon' blow that– (Woo)
That's my gangster bitch, she from the west side (Yeah, the west)
Many men, bitch, I need me a vest (Uh-huh)
You gon' need more than that how we step out
Spend every dollar I got 'til a **** get dropped, take his ass out the game, **** checked out (Bitch)
You the type of fuck **** switch up when you don't get attention, lil' bitch feelin' left out (Bitch)
I could be the lil' dog in the room, I'ma walk in that bitch my chin up with my chest out
Honestly, all these rap **** hoes music, don't got no bop in it, back on they neck now
Goin' Birdman, I need my respect out
Got a bitch look like Left Eye, yes I (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Go), it look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you (Let's go), your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make something for the gangster bitches
Never by myself, got the banger with me
Hatin'-ass ****, man, I hate them ****
[Verse 2]
Fully loaded whip, I'm back on my bullshit
And this bitch fully loaded, FN clip
Turn that block and the two shooters come out the roof, spinnin' back to back, back 'til they finish 'em
Shorty driving while we in a widebody
At a spot where they gon' drop off them bodies
She gon' leave on commercial, come back in a private
I know that she got it, gotta make sure she copy
Dirty lil' kitchen, she cleaning the bowls
Bro servin' the bowl, we still sellin' them 'bows
Brother gon' trap while I'm confined at home
House arrest from me totin' that fire on the road
Know for a fact she ain't breakin' the code, everything, she don't know
If they kickin' in doors, she won't open her mouth
I surprised her, they backin' the Lamb' off the truck in the bottom, south side
In my grandmother house where my mom and them grew
Like I'm sick, got the flu, I been turned up on Boo
With that stick, I'ma shoot, I don't play with them dudes
Flood her neck with them diamonds, lil' shorty the truth
In her purse, put the blick, smoke on one, I'ma hit
But he only got eight, better come with the tip
My little youngin take quarters, he don't give a shit
If he can't add it up, he gon' sell it to you
Sign her name for that cutter, she buy it for you
Shorty stay with the shit and she down for the crew
She pickin' it up and I'm poppin' her off, when that gangster shit come, sling that iron for you
Stealin' polos and T-shirts up out of the mall, I ain't nothin' like Omar, send that wire for you
Vacuum seals, baking soda, this home improvement, she bring the quinine by two, go
[Chorus]
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Go), it look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you, your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make something for the gangster bitches
Never by myself, got the banger with me
Hatin'-ass ****, man, I hate them ****
Written by: Adam Gamble, Jalen Scott Hinton, Jonathan Kirk, Kentrell Gaulden, Uzoma Nosagie Abel Harbor
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