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Endzone
18,669
Hip-Hop/Rap
Endzone was released on January 23, 2017 by SOB X RBE as a part of the album SOB X RBE
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2017
LabelSOB X RBE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBoii
DaBoii
Vocals
Yhung T.O.
Yhung T.O.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juwon Lee
Juwon Lee
Songwriter
Wayan Barrow
Wayan Barrow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parts Unknown
Parts Unknown
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I ain't fuckin' with that friend zone
I ain't even hit it once, she put my friends on
I'm just tryna get you while your man gone (Yeah)
I'ma rush you till a **** reach the endzone (Yeah, yeah)
Baby girl, make that ass pop, ass drop
She get nothing but back shots
Tote a big Glock, try to run, catch a back shot
Baby, throw that ass and that check to my stash spot (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 2]
I ain't fuckin' with that friend zone
I ain't even hit it once, she put my friends on
I'm just tryna get you while your man gone
I'ma rush you till a **** reach the endzone
[Verse 3]
Chop, get to spittin', this bitch fire like a manager
Hit it from the back, she can't move like I damaged her
Let the chop go, this bitch paint like a pedicure
Free T, free pops, got me sheddin' tears (Oh)
Aye, lil ****, what's your profit?
Every gun got a ruler, what the fuck is a stock clip? (Yeah, yeah)
Let them thangs blow if it's fun like a thot bitch
Bitch, these Margiela's, lil **** they are not Timb's (Oh, no, no)
Bitch, and I ain't fuckin' with that friend zone
Strictly only brothers, so don't ask 'cause my friends gone
(Bitch, my friends gone)
Like Ed Hardy? Lil ****, this a Kenzo
Big Glock, make that bitch spit, now his head gone (Oh, oh, oh)
And I can name a couple hoes that I did wrong (Yeah, yeah)
Lost my bro to the feds so I sip strong
I don't got the patience, you ain't fuckin', bitch, get gone
You ain't stitch lip, let off shots, now your lip gone
[Verse 4]
I ain't fuckin' with that friend zone
I ain't even hit it once, she put my friends on
I'm just tryna get you while your man gone
I'ma rush your till a **** reach the end zone
Baby girl, make that ass pop, ass drop
She get nothing but back shots
Tote a big Glock, try to run, catch a back shot
Baby, throw that ass and that check to my stash spot (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 5]
Catch me runnin' through the bands, damn
Baby, know you fuckin' with the man, damn
Don't understand what they sayin' (No, no, no)
'Cause I won't even speak if she less than a ten, yeah
I'ma pass to my mans, yeah
I be hot, need a fan, damn
Big Glock, I can't hold up my pants (Oh, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
And baby girl, you know that you fuckin' with the man
[Verse 6]
So baby girl, make that ass pop, ass drop
She get nothing but back shots
Tote a big Glock, try to run, catch a back shot
Baby, throw that ass and that check to my stash spot (Oh, oh, oh)
I ain't fuckin' with that friend zone
I ain't even hit it once, she put my friends on
I'm just tryna get you while your man gone
I'ma rush you till a **** reach the end zone
Written by: Everett Harris, Juwon Lee, Wayman Barrow
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