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Right Hand
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Hip-Hop
Right Hand was released on March 3, 2023 by igroovemusic.com as a part of the album 8000
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Album8000
Release DateMarch 3, 2023
Labeligroovemusic.com
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SkipSkool
SkipSkool
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SkipSkool
SkipSkool
Composer
Brick God
Brick God
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Madenka
Madenka
Producer

Lyrics

I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
But really you a fan
Cant believe I lost my right hand (How?)
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
He a fiend for the grams
Cut you off now you a whole Stan
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
MC's in my DM
Tell 'em I don't want no features
All these baddies on me tell 'em I don't need no leeches
Im on stage an im jumpin' round looking like Im having a seizure
Opps schemin' you don't wan jump in the deep end
Cheffin' dealin' All my G's that's some Demons
All my brothers seen grievance
From the gutter we was dreamin'
Strip club session
But i don't spend im collectin'
Press 'em Work 'em
All my bitches puttin' work in
Civi spottin, keep 'em guessin'
Beat the case got 'em stressin'
I Run it I ain't even stretchin '
No flex my freedom a blessing
Feddis come through an they askin'
But I ain't see shit, what happened?
Play the field like madden
Never Snitched Never Ratted
I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
But really you a fan
Cant believe I lost my right hand (How?)
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
He a fiend for the grams
Cut you off now you a whole Stan
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
Trapstar the fiends want an encore
In the backyard bury bricks of raw
Court next month but my laywer sure
I'm walkin free no stressin
No witnesses no confessions
But the DA wan correct me
Bando Boolin with the besties
How you movin decievin
Now I heard that you plottin and weepin
Man it sound like a whole new season
An I thought I was out I was dreamin
I Fell out wit some G's
An' now they want smoke
Gimme the beef aint no vegan
Cause all of em broke
Addicted to coke
Im drippy to give em a reason
I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
But really you a fan
Cant believe I lost my right hand (How?)
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
I see you lurkin' watchin' my stories
Tryn' figure where I am
He a fiend for the grams
Cut you off now you a whole Stan
Its Four 2 the Eight, the whole gang be geekin'
Feds tryn' prove how I move an them boys be creepin'
Written by: Brick God, SkipSkool
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