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Wise
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Wise foi lançado em 6 de novembro de 2026 por BossUpRee como parte do álbum Wise - Single
Lançamento6 de novembro de 2026
EditoraBossUpRee
IdiomaEnglish
BPM82
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Letra

Get these hoes a penny
Gotta be wildin', uh
Told the bro, "Don't get these hoes a penny"
Gotta be wildin', uh
Told the bro, "Don't get these hoes a penny"
Gotta be wildin', she was clownin' me
Told the bro, "Don't get these hoes a penny"
Gotta be wildin', she was clownin' me
Fakin' bag like she proud of me, but really be doubtin' me
Said this shit a while ago, watch how I pop my shit
Put some shit up on my neck, look like a disco when it hit
And I can't play 'bout it, we drop some shells and fled the scene
Got one like O'Reilly, but caught one lackin' off that lean
This shit ain't what it seem, no
They want me to call it off, I gotta let this demon out
I'm the one that seen my dawg, oh, like that
Lil' bro clutchin' the ten mil', you cannot fight that
Told my bitch that I won't be long, I'm comin' right back
Me and K just got a new load, it came in bubble wrap
Cut off my **** and I lost lil' bros, how can I juggle that?
How can I juggle that?
We want Cybertruck in every hood, this should not bubble pass
If it's dead, then put the shit on
The wood, ****, come fuck with that
Watch how he scream when that 7.62 pierce his flesh
These **** back would still fuck with him and you know he a rat
My **** gangsters, they'll spank you, and they don't need a check
Blood on my sneaks, pray to the Lord because I know He know best
These hoes, they pussy, so I ride 'round with no tint and no vest
We drop the beat, gon' celebrate, lil' brother pourin' Moët
My lil' **** died on his end, I know he wish he could go back
And you on my mind, bitch, I won't slide
Your mama just 'posed to throw back
They ain't on that time, they don't
Ride, I guess they cool with bro way
Got a Glock, bitch, better pop that
When I ride, it's hot, smokin' hot packs
This a four-wheel, but need my hat
But I could box 'em up and really chop the zipper
These **** be piss, I don't feel 'em
How you leave your **** in a pickle?
Bro say he get a rush when he slangin' fire, that's on the weekend
Told the bro, "Don't get these hoes a penny"
Gotta be wildin', she was clownin' me
Fakin' bag like she proud of me, but really be doubtin' me
Said this shit a while ago, watch how I pop my shit
Put some shit up on my neck, look like a disco when it hit
And I can't play 'bout it, we drop some shells and fled the scene
Got one like O'Reilly but caught one lackin' off that lean
This shit ain't what it seem, no
They want me to call it off, I gotta let this demon out
I'm the one that seen my dawg, oh, like that
Plenty times I done seen flames, I could sit back and relate
Lil' bro, don't slide, the whole gang, I just gotta drop that safe
But I ain't gotta drop that safe
'Cause he gon' do it on the muscle for me
Where you was when shit was ugly?
My bitches want lovey-dovey, but I cannot go for nothin'
Ho, I know your ho platonic, let me fuck and get my drop
This same shit got Deezy poppin', type of shit'll make a gangster cry
No lie, come through this bitch, gon' get bit
Lil' bro, send shots through the pit
Sound like Iraq in my hood, might see a tank through this bitch
Got your big dawg on my line, we high five, we caught us a bitch
Tryna chop it up with Choppa, me, and Drake for later
Told the bro, "Don't get these hoes a penny"
Gotta be wildin', she was clownin' me
Fakin' bag like she proud of me, but really be doubtin' me
Said this shit a while ago, watch how I pop my shit
Put some shit up on my neck, look like a disco when it hit
And I can't play 'bout it, we drop some shells and fled the scene
Got one like O'Reilly, but caught one lackin' off that lean
This shit ain't what it seem, no
They want me to call it off, I gotta let this demon out
I'm the one that seen my dawg, oh, like that
Written by: BossUpRee

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