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PALMS ITCHING
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór PALMS ITCHING został wydany 14 marca 2025 przez Dattboiiaj jako część albumu Ball Like Me
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Data wydania14 marca 2025
WytwórniaDattboiiaj
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM80

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

Tekst Utworu

(Denzel, you are crazy)
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah, I was taught we ball together, so shit, we all winning
I could tell the money coming, I could feel my palms itching
Little bitch must've thought she'll run the game, I done let my dawg hit her
Brother done fuck around, relax off the drink, he's still in the hospital
It's my bitch, I ain't tripping my bind and shit, bet you can get you whatever
'Member I ain't wanna walk outside my kicks, now Rob makes my jello
I'm in the club, my fire ain't hide my stick, bitch, I'ma tote wherever
Fuck all the office, ain't plan on signing the shit, if it ain't a man, the better
****, I'm pressure, give me the bag up front, then I collect all the extra
Fuck a suppressor, younger ain't got him a switch, you dare you reach for a bezel
One phone call, I was there for them, when it came to me, they ain't all for helping
Me, myself, that's all I need, shit guaranteed, I'ma come off pressure
One of my hos got two different careers
Got three baby dads, but four different kids
Bitch, dude, I'm the first, got paid on the fifth
So she fucking with me, 'cause she know what it is, huh
I ain't ask **** for nothing, I still stood on biz
Walked out a mob, I came through flooded, diamonds on my wrist
I was taught we ball together, so shit, we all winning
I could tell the money coming, I could feel my palms itching
Little bitch must've thought she'll run the game, I done let my dawg hit her
Brother done fuck around, relax off the drink, he's still in the hospital
Been on my shit for a couple summers
Bitch can't act like she don't need me, I was copping it by a hundred
I was trapping, listening to Jeezy, crackers blitzing, make bro sick
But we ain't tripping, ****, free Peezy
Free my cousin Dre, he caught a dub, but I'm right here, I ain't even
I never been scared of pressure
Brand defense, I told him I'd kick the door, then we set forever
I won't sign for nothing petty, I got money on my schedule
Who the fuck said trapping dead? ****, I got onions on my bezel, yeah
I was taught we ball together, so shit, we all winning
I could tell the money coming, I could feel my palms itching
Little bitch must've thought she'll run the game, I done let my dawg hit her
Brother done fuck around, relax off the drink, he's still in the hospital
It's my bitch, I ain't tripping my bind and shit, bet you can get you whatever
'Member I ain't wanna walk outside my kicks, now Rob makes my jello
I'm in the club, my fire ain't hide my stick, bitch, I'ma tote wherever
Fuck all the office, ain't plan on signing the shit, if it ain't a man, the better
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