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Jungle
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Jungle został wydany 25 października 2024 przez FreeMoneyWrld Ent. jako część albumu Trapavelli 2
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Data wydania25 października 2024
WytwórniaFreeMoneyWrld Ent.
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM61

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damien Crowder
Damien Crowder
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

*lighter flicks*
(C-Note wassup)
FreeMoney shit
Yeah. Ooh. Aye
Planet of the Apes, **** came from the jungle
Slamming on the brakes, **** skating in the summer
Know I'm steady flipping weight, know I gotta make it tumble
Shawty give me face, I ain't trying to take her number
Know a **** ate but I came from the hunger
**** in the cut with a stick like it's lumber
**** getting trucked with the stick, make em fumble
**** came up, I don't miss we was younger
Shawty hit me up, know she miss I don't love her
We balling big like Giannis
Bro coming with me I promise
Guap all I get, my assignment
Dope, foreign whips, and designer
Bitch I'm the shit don't remind me
Tats on my bitch like Kehlani
Dope in my system, I'm vibing
Shawty got it bad, I ain't goin bout you
Baby
Worried bout hoes, they ain't fucking with you
Baby
In the back stacking racks, I been out of the loop
Baby
See me in public, hoes turn into stone
Serve out them bombs, bitch they blow up my phone
Float out the sky **** I'm in my zone
All my friends dead but we all get along
**** I was down bad serving bags of the strong
Rip off the drip I equipped, he a clone
Smoke and she sip, shawty lit off that Tron'
Trying to take a trip, hit a ship, don't come home
**** fake acting real but I'm already knowing
I been trying to find my way, held this shit down so long
Planet of the Apes, **** came from the jungle
Slamming on the brakes, **** skating in the summer
Know I'm steady flipping weight, know I gotta make it tumble
Shawty give me face, I ain't trying to take her number
Know a **** ate but I came from the hunger
**** in the cut with a stick like it's lumber
**** getting trucked with the stick, make em fumble
**** came up, I don't miss we was younger
Shawty hit me up, know she miss I don't love her
We balling big like Giannis
Bro coming with me I promise
Guap all I get, my assignment
Dope, foreign whips, and designer
Bitch I'm the shit don't remind me
Tats on my bitch like Kehlani
Dope in my system, I'm vibing
Shawty got it bad, I ain't goin bout you
Baby
Worried bout hoes, they ain't fucking with you
Baby
In the back stacking racks, I been out of the loop
Baby
See me in public, hoes turn into stone
Serve out them bombs, bitch they blow up my phone
Float out the sky **** I'm in my zone
All my friends dead but we all get along
**** I was down bad serving bags of the strong
Rip off the drip I equip, he a clone
Smoke and she sip, shawty lit off that Tron'
Trying to take a trip, hit a ship, don't come home
30 clip on my hip bitch I'm never alone
**** fake acting real but I'm already knowing
I been trying to find my way, held this shit down so long
(C-Note wassup gang)
Planet of the Apes, **** came from the jungle
Written by: Damien Crowder
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