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RAINCLOUDS
Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «RAINCLOUDS» вышел в 10 ноября 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «NORTHVILLAINS»)RAINCLOUDS - Single
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Дата релиза10 ноября 2025 г.
ЛейблNORTHVILLAINS
LanguageEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM71

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Borca
Borca
Рэп
Bdab1
Bdab1
Рэп
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Brendan Darr
Brendan Darr
Автор песен
Julius Mondragon
Julius Mondragon
Автор песен
Alex Darr
Alex Darr
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Borca
Borca
Продюсер
Okjuskiii
Okjuskiii
Продюсер
Alex Darr
Alex Darr
Миксинг-инженер
Max Cano
Max Cano
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Uh, out here makin' them dollars
Bitch, tryna holla, tellin' that bitch to move
All these bitches, they pile up
Up on the sidewalk, this ain't no kissin' booth
Slide through the Ville like I miss the crew
Got me a blunt and a bud ice brew
I'm still locked in, I'm in first place
You still in the classroom snortin' glue
Still trickin, bitches, I don't know no better
In the dairy section, Always lookin' for cheddar
In the back of the whip, catch me countin' the feta
She gave up that pussy first day that I met her
I got my head in the clouds, your bitch with me now
Ain't heard that she been 'round the town
Put shit together like DOW
Look at me now, I'm ready for takin' the crown
Yeah, you know we packed like bowls
OkJuskiii cracked the code, we gonna pass the status quo
Bdab on the track, bitch, he never actin' rational
Pockets on the biggest loser, know that they the fattest, bro
Records gon' get shattered, bro, makin' moves, not lateral
Stop tryna buy these hoes, bitch this ain't a fuckin' Home Depot
Icy like the Himalayas
All my diamonds different colors
Lookin' like a box of crayons
Nice to listen to the beat
It don't really matter what we sayin
Dinner at Ciro's, it was amazing
Pasta so good, it had me glazin
Got home, had an edible
Can't do shit, man, I'm feelin' lazy
Mario Kart, I'm using daisy
Swerve off the map, you know I'm faded
Just left the shower hands look like raisins
Switch to King Boo, feel like Zak Bagans
Do this shit the the hard way
Playin' on manual
You always playin' on automatic
Play me in that shit, I stay in first place
You'll feel like you played Lebron in Madden
I'm finished with the shit, hoe, quit yappin
Flyin' carpet hoes like Aladdin
Freshest fit on in on the room
Borca bout' fly as a pair of two doves flappin
Out here makin' them dollars
Bitch, tryna holla, tellin' that bitch to move
All these bitches, they pile up
Up on the sidewalk, this ain't no kissin' booth
Slide through the Ville like I miss the crew
Got me a blunt and a bud ice brew
I'm still locked in, I'm in first place
You still in the classroom snortin' glue
Still trickin, bitches, I don't know no better
In the dairy section, Always lookin' for cheddar
In the back of the whip, catch me countin' the feta
She gave up that pussy first day that I met her
I got my head in the clouds, your bitch with me now
I heard that she been 'round the town
Put shit together like DOW
Look at me now, I'm ready for takin' the crown
Written by: Alex Darr, Brendan Darr, Julius Mondragon
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