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Foggers
Pop
Foggers was released on April 20, 2020 by FlavR Ent. as a part of the album Cloudage
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Release DateApril 20, 2020
LabelFlavR Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM122

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Waldemar Reynolds Jr
Bernard Waldemar Reynolds Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Doc Hazey
Doc Hazey
Engineer

Lyrics

Yah (Hahahaha)
Yah (Ooh)
This is for my haters (Ohh)
Hold up, got a pet peeve (Got a pet peeve)
Got me feeling hefty, **** tryna check me (Don't test me)
Somebody bouta catch these
No lie, got my eye on my bestie (On my bestie)
Come for me, **** let’s see
Wit my haters in my sight
I take’m out like a chess piece (Out like a chess piece)
Eat’m up like a Rookie
In the playoffs, causing chaos when a **** try to check me
(Can’t let that go)
Getting foggy in here
Hating sensation mixing vibrations in the air, like
(Can’t let that show)
Little Foggers creeping, tryna sneak in
Like a red eyed demon
Lurking in the Shadows
I said I ain't got time
Foggers at the bottom tryna say something
I'ma hustle full time and I grind til I can’t stop
Even when Ted Talk
Like he all about dollar bill til the bill come
Tryna build something
Straight up
More bricks, more funds
Catch me in the wind chasing Benjamin's, hey (Hey)
Stacking paper til my cash flow overload like a atm
Foggers act like they don’t know me, when they owe me
Catch a case in the waiting game
When the Deadline hit watch’m waste away
Six feet in it too deep, fair trade when yo face decay
Who needs new sheep, get paid big bank shots drop while I fade away
All eyes on me, pay rate increase in a major way
Kill'm softly
Checkmate
Foggers gone hate when I play the game
Hold up, got a pet peeve (Got a pet peeve)
Got me feeling hefty, **** tryna check me (Don't test me)
Somebody bouta catch these
No lie, got my eye on my bestie (On my bestie)
Come for me, **** let’s see
Wit my haters in my sight
I take’m out like a chess piece (Out like a chess piece)
Eat’m up like a Rookie
In the playoffs, causing chaos when a **** try to check me
(Can’t let that go)
Getting foggy in here
Hating sensation mixing vibrations in the air, like
(Can’t let that show)
Little Foggers creeping, tryna sneak in
Like a red eyed demon
Lurking in the Shadows (Lurking in the Shadows)
Written by: Bernard Waldemar Reynolds Jr
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