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Dodo
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Dodo został wydany 28 listopada 2025 przez Independent jako część albumu Maksimum
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Data wydania28 listopada 2025
WytwórniaIndependent
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM104

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Tekst Utworu

No Drake, but I sing at my shows though
Don't blame me for bringing my bros hoe
Ain't chasing no fling, I got goals yo
Hating the kid, tell 'em go home
Cake ain't a thing, put some gold on
Your paper as thin as the ozone
Aye, bada-bing, hit the blowhole
Make 'em extinct like a dodo
Bitch I'll have 'em dipping like a dodo
Think he shitting in his britches, man that's so gross
He'll be missing from the pictures and the photos
Have 'em digging in the ditches, he won't show though
I'm just getting to these riches on my dolo
Still been sipping on that shit up in a Solo
I ain't tripping bout a bitch that I don't know hoe
I dismiss 'em in an instant, it's a no go
Bitch, he a dodo
Can't cope with the smoke, I be baggin' like Frodo
Dope with the scope, I can't lag if I'm solo
I float like a boat, I could brag but I won't though
Gun in my coat when I come out the trench
Throw him a rope, he can't float in suspense
Half my homies went rogue when I told 'em expenses
I almost done folded, went broke with no breakfast
Don't say I ain't eating
Bitch it's like a feast when I'm featuring
I passed out on a beach at fifteen
I was smoking gas, getting double cheese at Mickey D's
Eating acid in the back, skipping classes with the fiends
Man your ass can't intervene
How I'm getting racks, I gotta scheme
I ain't tripping, I was trapping with my team
I ain't capping for the cream
Talking shit, I blast 'em with the beam
I ain't slipping I ain't slacking, fuck you mean
I'm the action on the scene
No Drake, but I sing at my shows though
Don't blame me for bringing my bros hoe
Ain't chasing no fling, I got goals yo
Hating the kid, tell 'em go home
Cake ain't a thing, put some gold on
Your paper as thin as the ozone
Aye, bada-bing, hit the blowhole
Make 'em extinct like a dodo
Bitch I'll have 'em dipping like a dodo
Think he shitting in his britches, man that's so gross
He'll be missing from the pictures and the photos
Have 'em digging in the ditches, he won't show though
I'm just getting to these riches on my dolo
Still been sipping on that shit up in a Solo
I ain't tripping bout a bitch that I don't know hoe
I dismiss 'em in an instant, it's a no go
No Drake, but I sing at my shows though
Don't blame me for bringing my bros hoe
Ain't chasing no fling, I got goals yo
Hating the kid, tell 'em go home
Cake ain't a thing, put some gold on
Your paper as thin as the ozone
Aye, bada-bing, hit the blowhole
Make 'em extinct like a dodo
Written by: Andrew Kevin McDonald, Zach Butt
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