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Rather Rap Instead
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rather Rap Instead은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 4월 30일일에 J With The Dot에서 발매되었습니다.Simply Wished I Knew
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발매일2026년 4월 30일
라벨J With The Dot
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM80

크레딧

실연 아티스트
SNKLJDOT
SNKLJDOT
작곡 및 작사
Jorge Morales
Jorge Morales
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
prod shotgun
prod shotgun
프로듀서

가사

Thousand on my drip, **** know this shit not cheap
I got Off white on my belt, and got Jordans on my feet
If he fucking' with the cops, then he smoking' on the cheif
**** spinning' in a Uber, left his brains up on the seat
When I'm finished with this song, they gone' leave it on repeat
Melatonin in my gun, when I shoot it make you sleep
Watch me gun him in a drill, ****, I'm the MVP
I've been chasing' down his tracks, we gone' catch him by the street
If we catch him in the lot, then we takin' his whole team
Made him drop, down on the floor, then we quickly left the scene
**** puffing' on your brother and you still ain't do a thing
He get blown up with a rocket, then his body went extinct
We the killers of that night, shoot until they cannot breathe
Tell that **** where he going, we gone' leave him on his knees
He not praying' to no God, he just praying' for his peace
Aim my gun, straight at his face, if he moves, I'll make him bleed
Got some holes inside his stomach, like I stepped on him with cleats
I've been moving' on the field, like I'm playing' for real Madrid
We gone' leave him on the river, left him floating' by the stream
And we popping' out with guns, you would think that we Marines
I've been moving' like I'm Sonic, I'ma hit him with a ring
Killed a **** in some fashion, then he died from too much bling
Did a trick shot on his head, shot that **** off the swing
I just shred him into pieces, now that **** look like cheese
Outside with a bitch, and she tryna give me head
Wanna go outside, then we do it on her bed
And I do not want a kid, so I nutted on her leg
She just wanna keep on going, but I'd rather rap instead
I've been posted in the booth, making' music, I make bread
And I gotta trust the process, one day I'll be way ahead
**** know what we gone' do, Mr. Crack him like a egg
We gone' put him on a shelf, now he look like he a elf
Bitch, my cousin popping' bottles, drinking, he said, fuck the health
And I'm puffing' on a blunt, till I cannot feel myself
Why you talking' hot? ****, ain't this what you did
Try to name a time, I hoppped on a beat, and never slid
Only reason they don't know me, cause they think that I'm a kid
And my brother got a gun, **** know he keep a clip
And this bitch is acting' up, so I drowned her in my piss
I just got bit by an ant, so I flicked it on my wrist
Thousand on my drip, **** know this shit not cheap
I got off white on my belt, and got Jordans on my feet
If he fucking' with the cops, then we smoking' on the chief
**** spinning' in a Uber, left his brains up on the seat
When I finish with this song, they gone' leave it on repeat
Melatonin in my gun, when I shoot it make you sleep
Watch me gun him on a drill, ****, I'm the MVP
I been chasing' down his tracks, we gone' catch him by the street
Written by: Jorge Morales
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