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Free Will (BB)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Free Will (BB)» вышел в 20 февраля 2026 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Black Water»)Free Will (BB) - Single
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Дата релиза20 февраля 2026 г.
ЛейблBlack Water
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM77

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
LOS KEMET
LOS KEMET
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Carlos Turner
Carlos Turner
Тексты песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
John Peter Limongelli
John Peter Limongelli
Продюсер
Ian Crumley
Ian Crumley
Продюсер

Слова

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yes i got exquisite taste
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yea she got exquisite taste
Mane we twisted, lifted, spanking britches
You ain got no ranking n****
Flyin down 35 to i-10 we racing in it
Pushing weight like T and Malice
 
Poster hoe i need to tack it
Lil latina know i need her finna make my way to Dallas
Anything for selenas
She like wings and reefer
I like broads who cook and clean
Then kick em when they lease up
Ask me los why you so mean i told her pack things up
Baby ima keep it p i gotta put 10 rings up
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yes i got exquisite taste
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Shit she got exquisite taste
Leather seats, inside
Candy paint, outside
Woodgrain, inside
Them n***** ain’t outside
You know i know you love dat hoe
Mobbin til im 44
I might throw a couple bucks
Hunnids and sum tubmans tho
Bitch we finna turn it up
I said turn it up
Suckas steady talkin
Fye fye fye
Bitch let’s go burn it up!
Never gave a damn or gave a fuck feel like i never did
Barely ever tested need my wife to fly in heaven sent
No i cannot save a bitch
That hoe don’t want be saved
That grain yes i super grip
I never earned a cape
This life it’s a motion pic
But ion run wit the fakes
Tell them n***** bow they heads
Tell em say they fucking grace
Turnt a penny to a dime
A dime to a quarter
Went from that into some dollars
Ima fuckin sorcerer
Ima get that money right
First business of the order
Drown em in that dirty mud
Them fucking muddy waters
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yes i got exquisite taste
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yea she got exquisite taste
Written by: Carlos Turner
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