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Edmore
3,199
Hip-Hop/Rap
Edmore was released on January 25, 2019 by Asylum Worldwide LLC as a part of the album Bartier Bounty
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Release DateJanuary 25, 2019
LabelAsylum Worldwide LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sada Baby
Sada Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casada Sorrell
Casada Sorrell
Songwriter
Craig Kyle Jenkins
Craig Kyle Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaiah Brown
Isaiah Brown
Mixing Engineer
Dux Jones
Dux Jones
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I was 16 on a
Anything, after anything
Yeah, **** you mean
Know how my temper be
Know how my temper is
Then why would you ever wanna have, no
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, aye
[Chorus]
I was just 16 on a ten speed
Chasin' anything, after anything
Tryna get a lemon squeeze, ****, **** you mean?
A lot of energy, know how my temper be
****, mentally, know how my temper is
So why would you ever wanna have differences?
CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
We got an endless clip for all that in between
[Verse 1]
You gon' understand now, we ain't doin' hands now
We gon' pull them fans out, knock a **** vest off
****, this ain't no dance off, but I got the moves
So you can pull your best, I was suggestin' that you lose
My fat pants and the .40 on me, 'bout to corrupt my rules
Sipping lean on probation, yeah, I break a lot of rules
Hit the lot, no limitations, I'm a Percocet the mood
Bring a half, I make it whole, baking soda, I can do it
I'm gon' smoke, yeah, yeah, you dope
Gang had showed up at you door
I can hit you at home, did my homework on your ****
She get off at work at four, type of **** gon' get you gone
See my strap 'cause it was chrome by the time it was the, oh
By that time you was a ghost
I was pullin' off in my Ghost
I'm meeting' up with my woes
We threw that young **** a party, we celebrating this ****
I'm educating' the kids, decapitatin' the grown
I celebrate with my ****, she happy I made it up
What's brackin', my baby love? I'm happy we cakin' up
Cashin' on Wraiths on buds to stackin' while laying up
I love you, can't say enough, you love me, okay enough
I know you know what's up, most of these **** punks
We got foreigns in the slums, distractions from the drugs
Get that pack in from the plug and turn it to a run
Put that on my son, before I have one
I still ain't got no kids, but I'm a role model
I'm with the **** and everybody know 'bout it
The **** too weak, strap a roll out it
Anything I daydreamed about, know I went and got it
**** say you disrespect me, know how Skuba went about it
Trap that drank up by the bottle, then I slap it in the bottle
Back that thing out the driveway, then I hit the throttle
Different cities, serving' **** like a drive-thru
[Chorus]
I was just 16 on a ten speed
Chasin' anything, after anything
Tryna get a lemon squeeze, ****, **** you mean?
A lot of energy, you know how my temper be
****, mentally, know how my temper is
So why would you ever wanna have differences?
CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
We got an endless clip for all that in between
Written by: Casada Sorrell, Craig Kyle Jenkins
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