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Frontin'
Hip-Hop/Rap
Frontin' was released on April 20, 2022 by All 4 Quarters Productions, LLC as a part of the album It Was Written
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Release DateApril 20, 2022
LabelAll 4 Quarters Productions, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivan Montague Dawkins
Ivan Montague Dawkins
Songwriter
Tavares Hardman
Tavares Hardman
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm the shit, call the plumber
I keep a stick for the drama
Eighteen on the fronts Bitch
I can't kiss yo ass, I'm chasing these commas
I need a Bag of Hunnads
I Hop out that coupe and I'm Poppin like Stunna
Lil **** gone shoot like a Hunter
You fuck with Four-Q and get hit like a Buzzer
Young **** connected like WiFi
Loaded off cookie, that shit give me dry eye
Carolina Runner ****, we mile high
Eighteen on the fronts, so I smile wide (Yeah)
Big Body, I'm flexing on ****
No Pilates, I'll stretch me a ****
Sour Tsunami, you smoking on regular (Grass)
That's just what you do, with yo regular ass
But I got the method like redman
Shitting on ****, I might need a Bedpan
Im smoking strong (pressure) headband
Blow by The zone, won't score nothing less than
Run through that work, need a motherfucking desk
All we know is good Dope, go Bezerk In that Less
448 get it gone in a second
I heard it get dry as a Bone in yo section
Don't turn me on, my dawgs'll come fitch shit
Block full of Dobermans, ain't on pet shit
Mop with a drum (soak em) wet shit
Sound like a Bomb when that draco ejecting
Yeah Bitch, Bomb Dynamite, Texas
Fuck where you from cause I'm on that less shit
They say I do the most and I'm too aggressive
That Fourth Qtr. Pressure get deadly (Bitch)
I'm the shit, call the plumber
I keep a stick for the drama
Eighteen on the fronts Bitch
I can't kiss yo ass, I'm chasing these commas
I need a Bag of Hunnads
I Hop out that coupe and I'm Poppin like Stunna
Lil **** gone shoot like a Hunter
You fuck with Four-Q and get hit like a Buzzer
I'm the shit, call the plumber
I keep a stick for the drama
Eighteen on the fronts Bitch
I can't kiss yo ass, I'm chasing these commas
I need a Bag of Hunnads
I Hop out that coupe and I'm Poppin like Stunna
Lil **** gone shoot like a Hunter
You fuck with Four-Q and get hit like a Buzzer
If I got the shot, ima pull it
Big Dawg, I'm a motherfucking Bully
Glock with a dick and a fully
You run up on me and I'm clutching
Good luck on You ducking this Bullet
Bitch if it's up, then I'm waking shit up on yo Block
Ain't no motherfucking muffins and Keurig
I'm sick as fuck and ain't no motherfucking cure
I Be mixing drugs until this shit turn to Blur
Big solitaires in my motherfucking ear
I keep mine to the street, it's so much shit to hear
Gave the game to my dawg, He came up in a year
I'm good on the assist, the vision is clear
Drank in my cup, ain't no motherfucking Beer
Keep my wrist in the pot, fell in love with the skrrt
Prolly left splinters in yo Bitch veneers
Still something like dope, shit consistent and pure
I'm the shit, call the plumber
I keep a stick for the drama
Eighteen on the fronts Bitch
I can't kiss yo ass, I'm chasing these commas
I need a Bag of Hunnads
I Hop out that coupe and I'm Poppin like stunna
Lil **** gone shoot like a Hunter
You fuck with Four-Q and get hit like a Buzzer
I'm the shit, call the plumber
I keep a stick for the drama
Eighteen on the fronts Bitch
I can't kiss yo ass, I'm chasing these commas
I need a Bag of Hunnads
I Hop out that coupe and I'm Poppin like stunna
Lil **** gone shoot like a Hunter
You fuck with Four-Q and get hit like a Buzzer
Written by: Ivan Montague Dawkins, Tavares Hardman
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