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BLE$$ED
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór BLE$ED został wydany 22 października 2025 przez JankyBaby jako część albumu BLE$$ED - Single
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Data wydania22 października 2025
WytwórniaJankyBaby
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM67

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JankyBaby
JankyBaby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dooda
Dooda
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CDM
CDM
Producer
NIKA00
NIKA00
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Me & my bruddas, we comin’ in trim
Don’t got no fucks for her or him
Kidnap me a ****, breakin’ all the limbs
You wearin’ my fitted, don’t scratch the brim
Dooda
My life could be better but im feeling blessed
A **** aint never cared about no stress
They talk bull shit, i just care less
It don’t make money, it don’t make cents
That 9 millimeter really eat a **** chest
I put my face all in her chest
“You gon’ do what to who?”
SAY LESS
I do not care about no ref
You better gon’ head n stack those checks
I’m coming in HOT, we breakin’ necks
Im standin’ on 10 if I’m out to step
Reside is the East, moving to the West
Let me, hear you put it ya deads
That you, “gonna kill me”
Go and make a move
& **** knowin that
You fuckin’ fed
Keep my name out ya fuckin’ mouth
I aint playin’ w this baby mouse
I would creep up in a **** house
Just because a **** had a doubt
If its an issue then let me know
Don’t sit there like a man & then pout
A **** been growing real tall
Not a spurt **** this shit is a sprout
If its not that then what’s the deal
Im tryna know **** nah FRL
Everybody wants to know whats the spill
Not bullshit buddy but the real deal
Rehab for a **** cus he taking pills
My n my bruddas we comin in trim
Dont got no fucks for her or him
You wearin’ my fitted, dont scratch my brim
Kidnap me a ****, breakin’ all the limbs
Got him in the frame, talking camrea lens
I know some bitches that’ll fuck ya friends
They, claiming that them **** loyal
But are, never seen until the end
Stop, talking crazy onna internet
Go n get a whip n go spin
I do not care, **** not my kin
Fuck fake family, & fake friends
My life could be better but im feeling blessed
A **** aint never cared about no stress
They talk bull shit, i just care less
It don’t make money, it don’t make cents
That 9 millimeter really eat a **** chest
I put my face all in her chest
“You gon’ do what to who?”
SAY LESS
I do not care about no ref
Written by: Dooda
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