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Army Base
2870
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Army Base został wydany 13 lutego 2025 przez Not specified jako część albumu Army Base - Single
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Data wydania13 lutego 2025
WytwórniaNot specified
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM79

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyDrill
BabyDrill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DelQuristo Wilson
DelQuristo Wilson
Lyrics, Composer
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Coupe
Coupe
Producer
Javaun Mundle
Javaun Mundle
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

(COUPE)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it, I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready (I ain't scared)
Chop shit up like I got a machete, hit his block, these **** scary
I don't do no tit-for-tat (no), pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify (no)
**** actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a **** died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds
Slide out, we call 'em tanks
Pack shit to the wall, we have him slide down like he heard Sada Baby
Went from M&M's to and I came from nothin', bitch, I'm the Black Slim Shady
Never thought the one I love would sit right there and just betray me
Won't die from no opp, gotta watch my man 'cause this shit here get shiest
Won't argue with no bitch 'cause type to block her while that lil' ho typin'
We slide minivans and sprinter vans, we upgraded our strikers (skrr)
We the reason **** get shit bagged and walk around with diapers (shit bagged)
Demon seed, but I still talk to God, ****, I thank the Bible
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it (what the fuck?), I ain't scared, bitch I'm ready
Chop shit up like I got a machete, hit his block, these **** scary
I don't do no tit-for-tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
**** actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a **** died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds
**** jumpin' dick to dick, uh, **** jumpin' clique to clique (damn)
That shit there don't make no sense, hope them **** die together (get 'em)
Two for one, we caught that bitch down bad, we call that shit a special
They done freed my favorite opp, bet that bitch boy meet the Beacons (for real)
Belt in the grass, snakes, you **** play, you get the venom
Huh, the day you **** play, cut off 2K and get to killin'
Just do that shit like Nike, he 'posed to check out, but didn't so we gotta send a sniper
Huh, badass JIT with a mask, call him Michael
Michael Myers, yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it (what the fuck?), I ain't scared, bitch I'm ready
Chop shit up like I got a machete, hit his block, these **** scary
I don't do no tit-for-tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
**** actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a **** died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds
Written by: DelQuristo Wilson, Edward Maclin Cooper III
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