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SOF, LAI & D
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór SOF, LAI & D został wydany 28 listopada 2025 przez Swuul Gang Records jako część albumu BYRON AVE BABY 2
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Data wydania28 listopada 2025
WytwórniaSwuul Gang Records
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM82

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Nkwantah
Ben Nkwantah
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Nkwantah
Ben Nkwantah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Nkwantah
Ben Nkwantah
Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Sof left me
Laisha left me
Divine left me
G left me
I ain't wanna do you dirty but you let me
Don't worry about them bags girl we got plenty
I love the way you look when you wear Fenty
I had a dream they said big Tito come home next week
Long live my uncle Bobo, he been resting
Long live my uncle Roland, he been resting
I just met a bad bitch she look like Betty
On my block we trying to see who get the most fetty
Growing up, I wanted to be like Nate and Femi
Don't step up in that field if you not ready
I could drop whenever I want, they still bring checks to me
You looking good in that new Skims, can we have sex please?
You could joyride, don't worry, this not no renty
Xan got mad when Juju kept on calling em Jenssy
My money ain't gon stop, this money ain't gon stop, no
Know Byron Ave my block, you come there you get shot though
Brodie get the work and pass it off like Rajon Rondo
Long live PNB, you ain't gon catch me at no Roscoe's
Man I left Law, I was ten years old, still got the streets on lock bro
I don't rock no Nike, we do Gucci and Milano
Quarter pound bags, we used to post up right by Mano's
Bitch I feel like Gotti in my hood, I feel like Chapo
Sof left me
Laisha left me
Divine left me
G left me
I ain't wanna do you dirty but you let me
Don't worry about them bags girl we got plenty
I love the way you look when you wear Fenty
I had a dream they said big Tito come home next week
Long live my uncle Bobo, he been resting
Long live my uncle Roland, he been resting
Tried to tell my lil mans, it's a better way that you could move
We ain't had no choice my mom said go to work or stay in school
Bro got double life for one body, the judge a damn fool
I guess it's cause instead of using glocks, he picked that bamboo
**** watch your step, these **** stepping on my damn shoes
You don't need no vest, they tap your head, this shit like shampoo
Yeah, I'm talking about shea butter, yeah, I'm talking about Cantu
Anything in life that I could do, I swear, you can too
Post em up, spin, fadeaway like Julius Randle
Starlet's in Atlanta, it's lit like candles
You say you wanna sip my wockhardt, well here's a sample
Aye I heard the Red Sox bouta play, bro change that channel
When it come to Turks, I'm a animal girl
Grabbing on your skirt, girl we planned this, you got curls
You the baddest person on this planet, on this world
I swear to God you perfect I just wanna see you twirl
I ain't no fucking church that try to make me more thurl
Aye Sof, I coulda bought you diamonds, girl, I coulda bought you pearls
And Lai, you know you special, you ain't like any other girl
And Divine, oh Divine, I just wanna see you one more time
Sof left me
Laisha left me
Divine left me
G left me
I ain't wanna do you dirty but you let me
Don't worry about them bags girl we got plenty
I love the way you look when you wear Fenty
I had a dream they said big Tito come home next week
Long live my uncle Bobo, he been resting
Long live my uncle Roland, he been resting
Written by: Ben Nkwantah
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