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Pick One
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Pick One został wydany 19 czerwca 2026 przez TEAM200 jako część albumu Peep Game
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Data wydania19 czerwca 2026
WytwórniaTEAM200
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM81

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timmy Waites
Timmy Waites
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timmy Waites
Timmy Waites
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adeyemi
Adeyemi
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

**** be woofin like shit on the floor
But I know they don't grind for real
Internet gangstas be tough in them comments
In person be hidin for real
I come from a side where pressure applied
And goofy shit'll get you spilled
Can't play in the middle
You either gon rock wit yo team or get took off the field
And bitch I ain't missin no meals
Yo **** stomach be touching his back
Cappin like he really havin some motion
Whole time **** pockets on flat
**** be barking a lot on these apps
If it's really that I ain't tryna chat
Get u some money my **** relax
Cuz **** get left for that goofy lil act
This shit real ain't no playin sides
Pussy **** gotta pick one
**** be boasting all ova the net like it's smoke
See da oops and don't send none
And you da type to go rock for da bitch
But won't rock for yo self or yo click huh
You ain't never bent blocks wit them chopsticks
Tryna turn a fuck **** into dim sum
You could tell when a **** ain't got shit
But steady purpin like he really gettin big bucks
Blowin doedy gettin brain from a bop bitch
So much ass when you hit it gotta lift it up
Boys blurb lil brody finna kick dust
Do the dash on they ass throw it in plus
Ain't a lil boy I got big nuts
Walk around everywhere with my chin up
I could do what I want in this bitch
And I won't give a fuck I'm so unapologetic
Brody a bitch he was hollin it's up
When I seen him he kept it all copacetic
**** be actin like they wit the shit
But these **** be lyin that's so pathetic
How that's yo bruh but you really jealous
**** be faking and I could smell it
And if you let the ho's tell it
**** don't really be gettin no bag
Got cho bitch tryna blow
Cause she smell my cologne and she say you be smellin like ass
Broski bro hit my phone like this shit on the flo
You know I did it
Movin so fast while you focused on bein the biggest and baddest
I'm focused on tryna outlast
Gotta keep the heat up in my grasp
Toat the 50 when I know it's up
Got a switch on this glizzy don't make me get bizzy
I gotta get home to my pups
Shit I'm from the city where shit'll get chilly
Fa sho gotta watch who you trust
These **** all wanna be tough
They forgot gettin rich is a must
**** be woofin like shit on the floor
But I know they don't grind for real
Internet gangstas be tough in them comments
In person be hidin for real
I come from a side where pressure applied
And goofy shit'll get you spilled
Can't play in the middle
You either gon rock wit yo team or get took off the field
And bitch I ain't missin no meals
Yo **** stomach be touching his back
Cappin like he really havin some motion
Whole time **** pockets on flat
**** be barking a lot on these apps
If it's really that I ain't tryna chat
Get u some money my **** relax
Cuz **** get left for that goofy lil act
Written by: Timmy Waites
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