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Imported
Hip-Hop/Rap
Imported was released on September 25, 2020 by TheBasmnt & Chxppa Gang as a part of the album Back from Space
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Release DateSeptember 25, 2020
LabelTheBasmnt & Chxppa Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PaulMikki Opara
PaulMikki Opara
Songwriter

Lyrics

Jump out the spot
Ready or not
Jump out the spot
Jump out the spot
Yo yo
Jump out the spot
Ready or not
Promethazine imma put it on rocks
I know some n****z that’s ready to pop
Bro just came home now the city is hot
She wanna be happy I gave her a pop
She hanging with me cause she pray imma pop
You ain’t gotta lie to me baby it’s calm
Been through so much i might tatt up my arm
Used to show love now I tightened my heart
I came from the trenches I turned it to art
Work the trap like it's an office
Told my lil bro don’t end up in a coffin
I can’t trust you no more that’s where you lost me
Pray I never see the front of a .40
I just want the cash don’t wanna be important
I just wanna baddie, hope she imported
Finally back
It’s been a long long long time, it feel so good to finally rap
Bro got chips and the nugs in the back
He say, “don’t talk on the phone cause it might tapped”
Would you look at that ?
The boys talking reckless
They might catch em when they eating breakfast
I was in the trap with a checklist
This is chess not checkers
Tryna pull up, that’s threatening
Might have to phone in for the guest list
I don’t keep tab on my exes
Thought I was in love but That was last year
She say “Miki why you so calm?”
I say “I pour a 4 when I’m vexing”
Jump out the spot
Ready or not
Promethazine imma put it on rocks
I know some n****z that’s ready to pop
Bro just came home now the city is hot
She wanna be happy I gave her a pop
She hanging with me cause she pray imma pop
You ain’t gotta lie to me baby it’s calm
Been through so much i might tatt up my arm
Used to show love now I tightened my heart
I came from the trenches I turned it to art
Work the trap like it's an office
Told my lil bro don’t end up in a coffin
I can’t trust you no more that’s where you lost me
Pray I never see the front of a .40
I just want the cash don’t wanna be important
I just wanna baddie, hope she imported
Written by: PaulMikki Opara
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