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TWO TONE!
824
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór TWO TONE! został wydany 15 sierpnia 2025 przez KARMAMØB! jako część albumu TWO TONE! - Single
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Data wydania15 sierpnia 2025
WytwórniaKARMAMØB!
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM88

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SSJ Daki
SSJ Daki
Performer
Tonye Jack
Tonye Jack
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tonye Jack
Tonye Jack
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buckx2
Buckx2
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Hope you don't mind, but could you tell me-
Where the hell is the boss?!
Yeah, yeah
(Buck, should I get it?)
New watch on my wrist
Two tone, look like ENA
With the bros, we just better
Get 'em red, this ain't henna
If it's guap, I get hella
**** talk, bitch I'm fed up
With this chop, I'm a god
He get blocked, like umbrella
Okay, okay
Don't run from the scope, I get you caught
Double pump, It get 'em knocked
Fake demon, you's a fraud
I been gettin' blues since I was like 12, but ain't no cop
Bitch, I spin then spin again
I'm raining hell up on this drop
Never love a thot
I may take yo bitch, she at my place, she fell in love with cock
Parents think I'm rude, think I'm too evil cause I cuss a lot
Blabber mouth, I'm know to keep on goin', like the throttle hot
Heat up to his shirt just like an Iron
Do that boy like Benson, get 'em fired
Ra-ra-rappers wack as fuck, they sound retired
I spit better shit when tired
Talking down, I spin his shit like tires
Money come in multipliers
Get him hot just like a lighter
And if it's really war you want
Okay, let's get it on
I may go crash up in yo shit, just like the Pentagon
Fuck you if you aren't me, bitch I been the bomb
Bitch I'm doing what I please, I don't get fucks involved
I can never sleep, I can never rest
'Till on top, I'm the best, if I'm not, cut my neck
He get shot, if he step
Bro got shot, burn his chest
Get him popped, feel like egg
It's a Glock, on my head
It's a Glock, in my arm
Flint and steel, I'mma spark
Undertale, split his heart
Up my rank, up the charts
I can't stop, only start
You a dunce, you a narc
Play your roles, play your part
You ain't shit, won't go far
Bitch I do it for the art
All these ****, they pretending
I put together bars before I even form a sentence
It's chrome up on my body
Like a samurai, Kenshin
I make the spot jump like spring when I step in
Watch on my wrist
Two tone, look like ENA
With the bros, we just better
Get 'em red, this ain't henna
If it's guap, I get hella
**** talk, bitch I'm fed up
With this chop, I'm a god
He get blocked, like umbrella
Okay, okay
Don't run from the scope, I get you caught
Double pump, It get 'em knocked
Fake demon, you's a fraud
I been gettin' blues since I was like 12, but ain't no cop
Bitch, I spin then spin again
I'm raining hell up on this drop
Haha!, are you kidding?, I hate this stupid job!
Written by: Tonye Jack
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