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2K20
21,246
Hip-Hop/Rap
2K20 was released on March 20, 2020 by Asylum Worldwide LLC as a part of the album Skuba Sada 2 (Deluxe)
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Release DateMarch 20, 2020
LabelAsylum Worldwide LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

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

Hmm, faked them **** out, they thought I went on tour
I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war
I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars
Run up on the police with Dolla, smacked a **** car
Huh, **** talkin' jewelry, I spent a hundred large
I'ma spend that shit again because you can't do it
Hardbody, bet I beat a body like I'm Ray Lewis
Carbon, Carbon act retarded, only get you dropped with it
Pull up in my hood when I want to, boy, that's my shit
G8, Gino, JJ, Momma, Teesha know I got this
Get to rappin' like I'm Drego, but this ain't "Bloxk Party"
Talk to **** with my Draco, it make his block party
I can't rap beef, I won't get my **** locked up
Just lil' rap shit 'bout to get some **** boxed up
Send me a personal, you ain't fuckin' with the Sazzer
Swing on a ****, then bust his homies when they line up
Big ten milli' pokin' out, I can't hide that
I'm outside on Maxwell like, "Where the slide at?"
I know damn well they know better not to try that
Freak ho, baby, I hit yo' BM with a sidestep, hey
Ho **** mad, I'm fuckin' on his cousin
**** that I know through other **** actin' like they thuggin'
Boy, you a bitch and a ho, and you ain't gon' touch me
I was mindin' my business, doin' my thing, now I'm back on ho shit
Heat check, **** (Fire), keep that, ****
I'm in yo' baby mama whip, I got the seat back, ****
She talkin' back, I beat her ass and threw her keys back, ****
Still made her hit the road, can you believe that? I know you can
**** in they feelings, wanted features, and I hauled they ass
He want smoke so I'm gon' load the mag
We got toes to tag, oh my God, we got hoes to bag
With they nosey ass, ha-ha, hmm, aye
Bitch, I'm Freaky Kuz with a K, I make my nina bust
I'm the leader of the Eastside Apes, don't get yo' nieces fucked
High speed chase, me and Dolla, bro bro, speed it up
I got lean to cover, roll my window down, I'm leavin' blood
Huh, bitch, I'm leavin' blood
On the sidewalk, in the middle of his people, blood
Pistol make the dog food walk on water
A **** try me, he gon' die, put that on Maquel daughter
Faked them **** out, they thought I went on tour
I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war
I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars
Run up on the police with Dolla, smacked
Nah, ****, fuck that
We can't hit your block one, bitch, we gotta bum back
Drums ain't empty, bullets ain't even hit your son yet
How you think I know yo' bitch? That might not be yo' son, Jack
Ig'nant, been retarded, this ain't nothin' new to ****
I put icin' on your ho lil' booty, Toaster Strudel with it
Spot worker, hit you with that bag, what you gon' do with it?
Stupid, I lined your ass up and got your noodle with it
It's up, it's stuck, give no fucks, ain't no passes
That fire melt a pussy **** like he plastic
Aye, I'll bust a brick in your baby tub, savage, ****
And made a sandwich in yo' kitchen, I'm a classic, ****
I mean blassic, I'm Blood, I'm the red whoop
Talkin' out the side of yo' neck, gon' get yo' head whooped
Got the wham on the whooptie, on God, I'll blam
Knock a **** off that nag with that mag, Jackson Sam you
Faked them **** out, they thought I went on tour
I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war
I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars
Run up on the police with Dolla, smacked a **** car
Written by: Casada Sorrell, Craig Kyle Jenkins
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