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Buddy
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Utwór Buddy został wydany 10 września 2026 przez Raw Bunch jako część albumu REAL INSIDE COLD OUTSIDE
10 września 2026
WytwórniaRaw Bunch
JęzykEnglish
BPM89
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
Who told buddy he was like that?
Who told buddy he was like that? Uh
[Verse 1]
Aye, who told buddy he was like that?
Bro, you hit somethin' wit' that blick, don't bring that pipe back
Don't ever call this phone unless it's somethin' wrong
If you really wanna talk business, ****, come alone
My bitch bougie, she spoiled, she pretty
They cost me ten, five thousand each titty
Left it plain 'cause we don't bust down no Rollies
Tried to friend zone her, but I fuck, she look like Doechii
It ain't life or death, you never sacrificed a slider
Hit 'em where it hurt, you fuck his favorite baby momma
Hunnit thousand dollars, I'll sell the plug contact
I just signed a shooter, four years, max contract
Bro just sent me pictures from the yard, free the savage
Tryna put these blickianas down, I got habits
We don't stop at lights 'cause Shariff died in traffic
No, I never shot nobody grandma, I'm just rappin'
[Chorus]
One lil' homie caught a hat, he got a body
Two lil' homies out lurkin', out slidin'
Heard they got a witness, **** snitchin', that's a problem
I just talk to bro, he said he good, he know I got 'em
One lil' homie caught a hat, he got a body
Two lil' homies out lurkin', out slidin'
Heard they got a witness, **** snitchin', that's a problem
I just talk to bro, he said he good, he know I got 'em
[Verse 2]
Hunnit hours spend inside that trap, boy
Can't bring lil' cuz 'round no rappers, he a jackboy
Some of the homies in the mix and they can't make the tour
I went Owen Rickey, but I paid him in the store
Tryna pour the Don Juli' Repi', shit spilled
Titties fake, ass fake, but she keep postin' reels
Both of them for that, I gotta take it, that's a deal
AMG rush pass, Allen from the Bills
Bro look like his pill dropped
Cuz can't smoke at all, they got him on papers
Thinkin' shit candy, judge gave him now and later
Seen that shit comin', but he switched, I ain't save 'em
Really seen a whole key, it's whiter than the Lakers
Come out with the killers, I'ma tell her bring her friends
I put bougie bitches in Nike fitteds and Timbs
Tell lil' homey, "Safety cuzzo, hit me, when you in"
He know they was lurkin', it was purpose when we spent
[Chorus]
One lil' homie caught a hat, he got a body
Two lil' homies out lurkin', out slidin'
Heard they got a witness, **** snitchin', that's a problem
I just talk to bro, he said he good, he know I got 'em
One lil' homie caught a hat, he got a body
Two lil' homies out lurkin', out slidin'
Heard they got a witness, **** snitchin', that's a problem
I just talk to bro, he said he good, he know I got 'em
Written by: Tsu Surf
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