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40
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Rap
40 was released on April 2, 2018 by MondoTunes as a part of the album Before the Hate
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Release DateApril 2, 2018
LabelMondoTunes
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kartier
Kartier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Ollis
Brandon Ollis
Songwriter

Lyrics

Why these ****
Why these **** like to hate a lot?
(Yeah)
I'm just ridin' with my shawty, and you know I got the .40
Ain't nobody pull up on me, yeah
I remember you were snorin', now I'm ridin' in the foreign
And you really can't afford it, yeah
Uh, why these **** like to hate a lot? (Hate a lot)
I be with them **** that like to get paid a lot (Paid a lot)
I pushed the button and I swear that
Bitch just came alive (Woah, woah)
You know you stuntin' when these **** wanna take your life (Take it)
I take a dab and that shit got me feelin' out of body (Fuck, fuck)
I fuck her soul and then I take that shit up out her body (Ooh)
You need a miracle to pay the bill, this comin' Friday (Goddamn)
I'm way too lyrical to work a Monday through a Friday (I am)
I see more money than the money that your mama gave ya (Your mama)
You get some money, they act funny
Don't let that shit phase ya (Fuck 'em)
I'ma wait, yeah, I'ma bank, if you try
To skate, sent to heaven gates, yeah
Uh, I'm just ridin' with my shawty, and you know I got the .40
Ain't nobody pull up on me, yeah, ayy
I remember you were snorin', now I'm ridin' in the foreign
And you really can't afford it, yeah
We done gassed up the jet, got the gas on the jet
And you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
We done gassed up the jet, got the gas on the jet
And you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Ayy, uh, I'm just ridin' with my shawty, and you know I got the .40
Ain't nobody pull up on me, yeah, ayy
I remember you were snorin', now I'm ridin' in the foreign
And you really can't afford it, yeah (Uh)
Yeah, I remember **** hated on us (Hated on us)
I put my time in this, but ain't nobody waitin' on us (Waitin' on us)
Can't lie to you, I'm tryna tell my
****, "Keep it honest" (For real)
My bitch a foreign mixed with somethin', she a Pocahontas (She bad)
Your bitch a freak, but man, that bitch look like a hippopotamus (Ugh)
These **** crazy, you would think
The end of time upon us (It's over)
Damn, why these hoes just wanna kill my vibe? (Why?)
I'm in this bitch and this your bitch and she just killin' time
I got no time for all that bullshit and you know I'm right (I'm right)
I gotta hold that ass for money, all my bitches tight (Whip)
I got some bud to make you light, it's like you're on a flight (We up)
Take your ho and make her mine, I just fuckin' might (I will)
Yeah, I'm gettin' high, ain't no tellin' why (I don't know)
I ain't no ice cream, but she lick me like TCB white (She nasty)
Said she want a surfboard, I'ma let it slide (Swerve)
I'm chillin' off Earth, I'm just in the sky (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I'm just ridin' with my shawty, and you know I got the .40
Ain't nobody pull up on me, yeah, ayy
I remember you were snorin', now I'm ridin' in the foreign
And you really can't afford it, yeah
We done gassed up the jet, got the gas on the jet
And you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
We done gassed up the jet, got the gas on the jet
And you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Ayy, uh, I'm just ridin' with my shawty, and you know I got the .40
Ain't nobody pull up on me, yeah, ayy
I remember you were snorin', now I'm ridin' in the foreign
And you really can't afford it, yeah
Written by: Brandon Ollis
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