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Forget U
492
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Forget U został wydany 28 lipca 2022 przez New 11 Records jako część albumu Pilot
album cover
AlbumPilot
Data wydania28 lipca 2022
WytwórniaNew 11 Records
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM125

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KillBunk
KillBunk
Performer
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
[Chorus]
Everyone switchin', I guess it make sense when you in this position
Chopper firin', ain't missin', the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me trippin', my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sippin'? I'm thinkin' 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam? These days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart, she left a ripple, but it don't matter, peep the numbers, they tripled, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Verse 1]
Guess I forget you, you mad as fuck
You wonder why I don't get you
You tweakin' 'bout shit in the past 'cause I let you
You said you would fuck on the gang, bitch, I bet you would
I'm doin' shit that you wish you could
**** want beef, bitch, I wish you would
Pull up on me with that chopper, homie
We gon' pop your homie, that's another one
Another one down, yeah, another one down, down, down
Yeah, I'm racin' to dump that bitch
Bustin' 'em rounds, yeah, we be bustin' 'em round, round, rounds
Send me the addy, we'll do that bitch
**** talk down, I put a shot in his crown, crown, crown
Uppin' my shot, I'm gon' shoot that bitch
Why you around? These lil' **** really be clown, clown, clowns
You **** fake and you ain't on shit
[Chorus]
Everyone switchin', I guess it make sense when you in this position
Chopper firin', ain't missin', the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me trippin', my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sippin'? I'm thinkin' 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam? These days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart, she left a ripple, but it don't matter, peep the numbers, they tripled, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Outro]
Sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Instrumental]
Sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
Written by: Jacob Timmons
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