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FiFi
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
FiFi was released on September 2, 2022 by NR MUSIC as a part of the album Before I Blow (Deluxe)
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Release DateSeptember 2, 2022
LabelNR MUSIC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Niaarican
Niaarican
Performer
MKgoinup
MKgoinup
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shania Dunn
Shania Dunn
Songwriter
Darrian Smith
Darrian Smith
Songwriter
Malik Robinson
Malik Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darrian Smith
Darrian Smith
Producer
Damn Loco
Damn Loco
Producer

Lyrics

Zone 6 ****,Pyrex whippa Pyrex
Damn,damn loco cook that shit up again
Rack up
Rack up with the jet, bow, bow
Nobody get, bow, bow
Blow em back, bow, burp
Sprint with the map, they got my comments, we the couch
I might rob em, make em found
We got activists in town
Post on my link, fuck a drama
Fuck **** he gone die by clout
I have to drive him where about
Put them bullets in his mouth
Send that blood to the clouds
Got a silencer on the clock
It won't make a sound
I don't know why he try to run
But they gon' chase you down
Say you got smoke, I'ma blink out
Fuck your bitch, pull the tracks out
You get blood, I'ma pass out
Release that, I'ma cash out
Bang on the head, I'ma spray down
Say you want smoke, come on lay down
Blow my stick, I'ma lay down
I'ma let a few guys fade out
I be high and fuck for sure
**** really mad, he can't fuck me
I be fucking his hoe
Bitch I'm with him mk
Like Michael Kors, **** we off the scope
Hurt a ****, rocked him, need some bitches
They ain't let it blow
And if a **** try me, I'ma
Crack up with the tech
Bow, bow, nobody get
Bow, bow, blow him back
Bow, brr, burn with the mack
They got my comments, we the couch
I might rob him, make him foul
We got activists in town
Post home, wait, ****, fuck a drought
Fuck ****, he gon' die by clout
I have to drive him where about
Put them bullets in his mouth
Send that blood to the clouds
Got a silencer on the clock
It won't make a sound
I don't know why he try to run
But they gon' chase you down
**** know I got a pack
Ain't no Chinatown
****, when they got rich
All they ask is how
We stay stack on stack on stack
Know it, put up back to back
We gon' pop shit, that's a fact
****, talk a lot of cow
****, talk a lot of cow
Ho, talk a lot of cow
****, know I'm in the streets
I don't need a mountain, ****
Plow it then, like the psyche working out
Oh, he got the pack, foul
We gon' cut him down
Crack up with the tech
Bow, bow, nobody get
Bow, bow, blow him back
Bow, brr, burn with the mack
They got my comments, we the couch
I might rob him, make him found
We got activists in town
Post all my ****, fuck a drought
Fuck ****, he gon' die by clout
I got the trap, he wear a bow
Put them bullets in his mouth
Send that blood to the clouds
Got ourselves on the clock
It won't make a sound
I don't know why he try to run
But they gon' chase you down
Written by: Darrian Smith, Malik Robinson, Shania Dunn
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