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Second Line
8.187
Hip-Hop/Rap
Second Line foi lançado em 25 de setembro de 2020 por Se Lavi Productions, Inc./Def Jam como parte do álbum In The Name Of Gee
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Data de lançamento25 de setembro de 2020
SeloSe Lavi Productions, Inc./Def Jam
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM87

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocais
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Programação
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Composição
Norman Payne
Norman Payne
Composição
Jackie Plant Jr.
Jackie Plant Jr.
Composição
Glen Andrews
Glen Andrews
Composição
Tyrus Chapman
Tyrus Chapman
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Engenharia (mixagem)
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Engenharia (gravação)
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
[Verse 2]
Fuck a hater 'cause that iron'll get your mind right
Drop the bag, but I'ma ride to make sure that it's done right
Still thuggin', still postin' in a cut
I just spun the block, bitch, that was us
Hit 'em in his leg, have him walkin' like a pimp do
Catch 'em down bad, then I'm goin' with my real move
Know that I be plottin', I been itchin' for me on more
I just snapped his partner, now I'm lookin' for the honcho
Let the brass play
How the fuck I end up first, I was in last place?
Lil' boy, I hopped out of jail and bought another Drake
**** know they play with me, they see an early grave
[Verse 3]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
[Verse 4]
We gon' bring the chops out, every time the drop out
Heard I had a ticket on his head, that **** copped out
Bad bitch in my DM, would've fucked her, but she opped out
Can't play me like I'm dumb, ho, I'm a college drop-out
I pop pills, I'm a percolator
And you ain't gangsta, blame yo' mama 'cause she raised a faker
A hundred rounds, I crushed you more times than the fucking Lakers
The judge labeled me a menace, I ain't even stable
Rock you like a cradle, ****
[Verse 5]
Yeah, fuck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, ****, plus, I got a Drake in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Yeah, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead ****, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, fuck them ****, make 'em second line
Written by: Frederick Givens II, Glen Andrews, Jackie Plant Jr., Norman Payne, Tyrus Chapman
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