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Rowdy
437
Hip-Hop
Rowdy was released on June 21, 2019 by Seeker Music as a part of the album Lords of Flatbush 3
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Release DateJune 21, 2019
LabelSeeker Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Lyrics

Insides get exposed, comin' short a couple O's
Know some **** dead and gone cuz they ain't give back what they owe
Feel that kick back, then reload
Just like bleach, I'm snatchin' souls
On the creep, we ridin' slow
Light that cinder, let it blow
All of my **** is rowdy
There ain't no talkin' about it
Guns that we holdin', we call it division, because it be splitting your body
Poppin' them shits like a molly
Don't get too close to my body
I'm with the hitters, they down for the killing, we doin' that shit for a hobby
By any means, gotta get to the dough
I see you squeamin', you **** ain't low
Stick to the plan I'ma get it, I don't got a limit, like biggie I kick in the door
No ballerina, I stay on my toes
Since in the fetus, my fingers was closed
Follow the leader, I'm leadin' the league of defeated, you **** ain't makin' it home
You gotta issue then we gotta blow
Send where you live, just send where you go
Stick to the code, until **** ghost
Then we keep to peace, until they prevoke
Pull out the heater and leave **** toast
Yea, I be sinnin' but I'm still awoke
Need my percentage or I'm at the door
Try keep it calm but **** is vultures
You gotta issue then we gotta blow
Send where you live, just send where you go
Stick to the code, until **** ghost
Then we keep to peace, until they prevoke
Pull out the heater and leave **** toast
Yea, I be sinnin' but I'm still awoke
Need my percentage or I'm at the door
Try keep it calm but **** is vultures
All of my **** is rowdy
There ain't no talkin about it
Guns that we holdin', we call it division
Because it be splitting your body
Poppin' them shits like a molly
Don't get too close to my body
I'm with the hitters they down for the killing
They doin' that shit for a hobby
All of my **** is bout it and wylin'
Born in [silence?], **** came from the islands
Super soaker, see she wet, I'm Poseidon
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Whippin' my shit, hit the block like Ibaka
Sippin' my shit with a twist, don't get locked up
Feelin' real breezy like Chris, know I'm choppin'
Shoutout to Post, but I really no shottas
Good with the Hen, now she [fight like E Honda]
Don't need to resort to the choppa
****, I'm Belichick, Brady's a monsta
AK outgun all you ****, no problem
Rappin' fire, **** spit like a dragon
Blitz a **** like we playin' on Madden
Bringing the magic, feel like Aladdin
Came with the pack, you know that what I'm blastin'
Came with the goonies, they cut you, no ratchets
Poison, the pen out the plastic
Rest in peace all of my hittas in casket
Draw out a fit for my ****, we mackin'
I don't believe them, these **** is actors
Denzel Washington, they stick to their pattern
Throwing these stones, **** reactin'
House made of Glass, this shit get shattered
Dumpin' on **** like I was a capper
Shark in the water, you **** is snappers
Drunk in the sauna with bitches relaxin
Leavin' the water, I'm packin' a pack
Smoke me a quarter a session, no average
Got me the dome, I was sittin' in traffic
Spray some cologne, this be the drastic
All of my **** is rowdy
There ain't no talkin about it
Guns that we holdin', we call it division
Because it be splitting your body
Poppin' them shits like a molly
Don't get too close to my body
I'm with the hitters they down for the killing
We doin' that shit for a hobby
Written by: Akeem Joseph, Andy Garcia, Marlon Fung
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