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BULLETS
Hip-Hop/Rap
BULLETS foi lançado em 1 de julho de 2026 por Pamane como parte do álbum BULLETS - Single
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Data de lançamento1 de julho de 2026
EditoraPamane
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM68

Vídeo de música

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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Dan-Sweety Pamane Libibe
Producer

Letra

Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere, I don't even care, baby, have you met me?
Bullets flying everywhere, I heard your hoe going.
I was at the bank tryna pull out a little rack.
I know you not knowing.
I'm at the top of my rank, bitch.
Ain't no problems when you getting wins.
These **** seeing you the one and the only.
Only one to do it, it seems, hah.
I'm tryna jump out the water, the spore.
JJ gon' hop in a new red sport.
Keep me a cutter when I'm in the store.
Please do not play with the Lord.
Let's go.
They try to count me out, call me a dork.
I'm geeked up, dork, tryna pop him a Perc.
You a nuisance, you should've got killed at birth.
I got Lock on speed dial, tryna play, you get murked.
My **** Lou' came with the fat shit.
Balenciaga jeans, I want the fast shit.
Tryna replace my bitch, I don't know why she batshit.
Go reload the mag, I'm tryna shoot, I'm a bad kid.
Issa fat butt bitch, know my name is Seven.
Lil' bro do the math, plus four is eleven.
Tryna see the Lord early, I can send you to Heaven.
I'm doing the scuba once I see yo' soul lifted.
Wait.
1300, I'ma saint. Wait.
I'm tryna paint on your face, okay.
Pull out the racks in the safe, hah.
Racks in the muhfuckin' safe, okay.
You should've known how I'm feeling. Wait.
He put a mask on, he think he Batman, I'ma put one in the ceiling, hey.
I'm not a killer, you tryna push me to the edge, I'm not Uzi, I'm living, hey
I'm tryna tour in a year, I'll even go to Switzerland if they let me.
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere, I'll let the whole world burn if you let me (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere, I'll let your hoe go if you wanna come with me.
I can't, I forgot I got business at home.
Why you tryna put it on God? You know you in the wrong.
I'm an abysmal guy, she said I'm weird, I know.
I look up to the sky, I see fear, unknown.
Can't play with that guy, you gotta leave him alone.
It was like 2016, wish I had some Vlone.
And now it's like 2026, I want me some Chrome.
And I'm like Macaulay Culkin in my head, I'm alone.
She like a dog with a tail, tryna catch her a bone.
I'm in New York with the Ock, he keep puttin Sazón.
That bitch chopped like cheese, I won't have you at home.
Better get on your knees, come show me you want it.
I'm so high, ****, like gas prices.
I'll never go behind bars, no Rikers.
I'm with Twin, that's my for-lifer.
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Bullets flying everywhere (Huh)
Written by: Dan-Sweety Libibe
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