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Biniss
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Biniss was released on May 5, 2020 by NBliss as a part of the album Split Ends
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Release DateMay 5, 2020
LabelNBliss
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Hildreth
Marcus Hildreth
Songwriter

Lyrics

Time to peal this top off of this bottle cap
What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at
You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions ****
You’re the type of **** wear a lot of tap
That’s my Biniss
Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check
On my Momma and my Brother
All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest ****
Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest **** aye
Wavy, I’ve been really doing shit lately
I ain’t letting none of this shit faze me
**** goda hustle like I’m stuck up in the 80’s
Boy she crazy, she keep tryna hit me for a baby
Oh, them diamonds cloudy foolie can’t breath
All yo shit faded, got it fresh up out the Macy
Can’t keep that shit up, goda get it off
Don’t ask me shit I don’t deal with law
I could probably help you get a couple B’s
If they come buzzing, don’t know me at all
If they come buzzing, I’m out of there gone
Smell a bad situation, bitch it’s in your pheromone
Heard you hit a lick, was on the phone too long
**** I’m straight like a long tooth comb
Time to peal this top off of this bottle cap
What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at
You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions ****
You’re the type of **** wear a lot of tap
That’s my Biniss
Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check
On my Momma and my Brother
All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest ****
Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest **** aye
I should probably start capping
Tell you that I’m broker than my last week
Hurting so much that I can’t sleep
I’m tryna get up like a burpee
Running to the money like a stampede, yeah
Late night working with the caffeine
And the only girl I’m fucking is a banshee
I just keep her hungry for the vaccine
I get money from two ways then I Split Ends, yeah
Shut the fuck up, you don’t know my Kingpin
All that faking he don’t know he jinxing
Don’t try to make me believe it dawg you’re reaching, No
Got the eighteen coming in with the big drip, big ship
Pray on it before I take a big sip, big clip
Out the pocket rocket like we big trip (Click, click)
Baby got my back like she’s a big Crip, gang shit, yeah
Peal this top off of this bottle cap
What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at
You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions ****
You’re the type of **** wear a lot of tap
That’s my Biniss
Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check
On my Momma and my Brother
All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest ****
Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest **** aye
Written by: Marcus Hildreth
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