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Function (feat. J.Bet)
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Function (feat. J.Bet) został wydany 12 czerwca 2026 przez PBS Records jako część albumu Pretty Boy Savage 3
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Data wydania12 czerwca 2026
WytwórniaPBS Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM63

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stt Laurentt
Stt Laurentt
Rap
J.Bet
J.Bet
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Laurent Formica
Laurent Formica
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
prod.by.Storm
prod.by.Storm
Producer
Tfivee
Tfivee
Producer
Prod. Arvid
Prod. Arvid
Producer
SPACEMAN
SPACEMAN
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Sick of the T game, I'm sick of the trap life
Sick of the T game, I'm sick of the trap life
Sick of the T game, I'm sick of the trap life
Sick of the T game, I'm sick of the trap life
Trap line buzzin' that's in Oz
They talk on my name, they can't fuck with me
They want me to rap, I said pay that fee
I'm gettin' that cash, but it ain't be glee
Ay, I'm recordin' myself
They know that I'm rich, but I'm striving for wealth
Everyday pressin, I work on my health
She callin' me selfish, I work on myself
Cause if I'ma die, I be countin' on no one
If I'm in the pen, I be countin' on no one
Pop me another, they know that I'm on one
Don't need a pen, I be spittin, I roll one
Shout out my dog in the pen he got lonely, homie
Mmm, yeah, crucify on my lungs, yeah
Smokin' up, that's my hunch, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Trap line buzzin' that's in Oz
They talk on my name, they can't fuck with me
They want me to rap, I said pay that fee
I'm gettin' that cash, but it ain't be glee
Ay, I'm recordin' myself
They know that I'm rich, but I'm striving for wealth
Everyday pressin, I work on my health
She callin' me selfish, I work on myself
Cause if I'ma die, I be countin' on no one
If I'm in the pen, I be countin' on no one
Pop me another, they know that I'm on one
Don't need a pen, I be spittin, I roll one
Shout out my dog in the pen he got lonely, homie
Mmm, yeah, crucify on my lungs, yeah
Smokin' up, that's my hunch, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Aye
Got the trap jumpin' like function
Smokin' gas cause I needa function
Shawty always tripping with assumptions
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Never trust no hoe
Cause I get bread
Yeah I make that dough
Chillin' at home, choppin up home grown
Weed to loud it'll leave you def-tone
Weed to loud, blowin' out your headphones
Straight to the head, R.I.P you headstone
When she give brain, It just leave my head blown
Snort no coke, never let my head blow
Ay, I just make that change
Gotta stay pure as the white cocaine
Gotta drop gems, like I dropped my chain
Spent a couple racks, just to ice my chain
Ay, we are not the same
Cause I am a boss, I am not no slave
That gon be the same, till I'm in my grave
Hard as concrete, like my name engraved
Mmm, yeah, crucify on my lungs, yeah
Smokin' up, that's my hunch, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Where the fuck is the function? function, yeah
Written by: Laurent Formica
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