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Flashbang!
641
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Flashbang! został wydany 31 października 2023 przez Tae Retro jako część albumu B4ur - Single
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Data wydania31 października 2023
WytwórniaTae Retro
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM65

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tae Retro
Tae Retro
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deonte Chapman
Deonte Chapman
Lyrics

Tekst Utworu

Throw a flashbang
Ugh, I hate Kevin
Ayy, Retro, Retro, Retro (Ayy, what, what)
Alright, let me try this out
Hold on Tae Retro (Ayy)
In this life that we livin', you gotta stay ten
These **** in boxes, no shippin' and handlin'
On the topic of money, it's really so funny
When he started chattin' it sound like he ramblin'
You bet against me, need to check on your gamblin'
I'm steppin' on black, **** thought I was Anakin
Need to go check your vibe, these **** be wild
Get put on TV for that anger you channelin' (Ayy)
I came a long way from them days I was stuck in that dark place
I'm the pick of the prize
Whenever I slide, she gon' let me hit like a parlay
We on two different times, if you need some lines
Just run me then coins like an arcade
And I'm stuck on the grind, I never decline
He wanna catch up, it's a far way
And I'm givin' all gas like a car chase
I was put on this Earth to go shine
Every time that I drop they amazed
We ain't linkin', don't call me your slime
I guess Retro be stuck in his ways
If it ain't about the money, pass, I'll facilitate
I don't vent to ****, so these beats I communicate
Therapeutic, in the stu' I just meditate
He never steppin' so he'd rather go instigate
And he tryna slide, but he wasn't thinkin' critically
He beef on the 'net so I won't take him seriously
If I walk in the stu' then I'm makin' some history
White plug hit me like, "Dude, are you shitting me?"
**** get heated then spin like rotisserie
They're right at your door like FedEx, no delivery
He beef 'bout a shorty, not here for the chivalry
These **** be losin', ain't seein' no victories (Ayy)
These **** need Oscars the way they be actin'
They ain't touchin' money, we know they ain't grossin'
Ironic how **** be talkin' 'bout bread, but never have motion
These **** be loafin'
They want me to drop, I'm so sorry for wait
But think like I’m DLo 'cause Retro be loaded
Or if they want LeBron the way that I'm snappin'
'Cause the way that I see it, I had to be chosen (Ayy, ayy)
And I told her to drop the location
Baby, know I'm too old for the games
And I think that we start to connect
Even though nothin' wasn't the same
And them losses, they really built character
Had to crop a few ****, no editor
Don't hit up my line, delete Messenger
**** messy and red like the Predator (Ayy, ayy)
In this life that we livin', you gotta stay ten
These **** in boxes, no shippin' and handlin'
On the topic of money, it's really so funny
When he started chattin' it sound like he ramblin'
Need to go check your vibe, these **** be wild
Get put on TV for that anger you channelin'
Ayy, get put on TV for that anger you channelin', what?
Written by: Deonte Chapman
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