album cover
Reefer
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Reefer został wydany 12 czerwca 2026 przez Isabelle Records jako część albumu Rest In Hell
album cover
Data wydania12 czerwca 2026
WytwórniaIsabelle Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM76

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
loljulia
loljulia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julia Anderson
Julia Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xpree
Xpree
Producer
Kozy
Kozy
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Gigi, hehehe
I love you, kozy
Uh-huh, what, huh
Mickey, ahh, duh, what
Izzie, yeah, okay, huh, drrrrr
Yeah, run it up (Run it up), ho
Yeah, I'm rollin' that reefer
She wanna bring in her lust, but I'm not with that sin
You might end up with a preacher
Checkin' the bank and it's solid
I'm tappin' the whisky, I'm finna pop two big liters
You wanna recruit in my team, better go get a life
I don't hang around soft ass weepers (Yeah, like)
Damn, okay, I almost walked out the crib without money and weed
Bitch, you a dumbass piece of shit
Finna get your ass flushed, I ain't playin' with ease
You woke up and found out you was sellin' your soul for some bread
It's some crazy ass work, you a fiend
I would never sit back and relax if I knew that my crew was in danger
I'm bringing that heat
Feel like ezcodylee, wanna feature with me, gotta pay that fee
In the big black truck and I'm puffin' that tree
You ain't 'bout that shit, you just talk on the screen
If I met you in person, you would make a scene
I'm just fuckin' your bitch and I'm making her scream
I got out of the mud, that shit felt like a dream
Why the fuck would I cry? I got **** to feed
Give me that beat, Imma eat, imma chew it
I know you don't fuck with that kind of influence
I know all these **** be fakin' and tryna be sum they not
That shit never amusin'
Worshippin' the Lord, I apologize for all my sins
I got so many room for improvement, yeah, uh-huh
I'll say it again, I got so many room for some improvement
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, run it up (Run it up), ho
Yeah, I'm rollin' that reefer
She wanna bring in her lust, but I'm not with that sin
You might end up with a preacher
Checkin' the bank and it's solid
I'm tappin' the whisky, I'm finna pop two big liters
You wanna recruit in my team, better go get a life
I don't hang around soft ass weepers (Yeah, like)
Damn, okay, I almost walked out the crib without money and weed
Bitch, you a dumbass piece of shit
Finna get your ass flushed, I ain't playin' with ease
You woke up and found out you was sellin' your soul for some bread
It's some crazy ass work, you a fiend
I would never sit back and relax if I knew that my crew was in danger
I'm bringing that heat (That heat, uh-huh, let's go)
You was flowin' on it, the whole time, I ain't gon' lie
Written by: Julia Anderson
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...