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Utwór $MM został wydany 17 września 2026 przez Blockstar t jako część albumu $MM
Album$MM
17 września 2026
WytwórniaBlockstar t
JęzykEnglish
BPM77
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

Ah, ah, mm
Snake for real, mm, snake for real
Mm, mm
Body bitch off, huh
Mm
Fire and gas, you know fuck blazing
You know what the fuck happened
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Huh
Yeah, stick on, keep my guns up
Yeah, they ain't got his funds up
And I'm ridin' 'round with chopper
****, fuck the crime stoppers
Fuck no rat 'fore I get locked
Not the bro, he ain't gettin' the block
Fuck see me, I'm puttin' in the Glock
He gon' die, told the bro come and jack
I ain't that boy, but I play with the pack
When I'm slidin', I'm ridin' back
Shot ****, he ain't never get back
Real shit, we shootin' down in the drill
No, I don't need the gun in the real
Sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Ah, ah, ah
Sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Bitch, mm
Fuck, fuck blazing
Pull out the fire and gas shit
Mm, mm
Slatt
**** ain't help me get these deals
He said just vibe on them pills
He said just vibe on them drugs
Demons on me, need some love
Sometimes I just need to hug
Baby, I just need hugs
Sunny Saturday with my friends
Sign, all the same weekend
Die, had to split his wig
Shine seeing that boy skin
And bro gon' spin, don't need no pack
Bitch, take you off a ten
Yeah, take you off a five
**** know I'm bangin' fire
Come boy, **** come collide
Bro too real, he come correct
Ask me, "Ty, how the fuck I wreck?"
****, yeah, we slidin', we next, we next
No panties, boy, I won't fold the check
**** diss my brodie, he finna be next
Told him be careful, kill how she got
I'm steppin' on shit, boy, I thought I stained
'Fore I met ****, been had a name
Slatt still ain't 'bout no chain
I want diamond backs, it's switchin'
**** play crazy, know the real
That boy gon' end up missin'
Steppin' on shit 'fore I had a name
These **** really bitches
Bitch, I'm in the city with my brother
We got three poles switchin'
Boy just dropped a pin inside the Drac'
These motherfuckers glitcin'
Stick on, keep my guns up
Yeah, they ain't got his funds up
And I'm ridin' 'round with chopper
****, fuck the crime stoppers
Fuck no rat 'fore I get locked
Not the bro, he ain't gettin' the block
Fuck see me, I'm puttin' in the Glock
He gon' die, told the bro come and jack
I ain't that boy, but I play with the pack
When I'm slidin', I'm ridin' back
Shot ****, he ain't never get back
Real shit, we shootin' down in the drill
No, I don't need the gun in the real
Sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Ah, ah, ah
Yeah, sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Bitch, uh
Sex, money, murder, I'm bloody for real
Written by: Blockstar t
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