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Don't Lack
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Rap
Don't Lack was released on April 7, 2023 by 36 Chambers as a part of the album Don't Lack - Single
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Release DateApril 7, 2023
Label36 Chambers
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Weather Park
Weather Park
Performer
Allah McCall
Allah McCall
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RondonBeatz
RondonBeatz
Songwriter
Allah McCall
Allah McCall
Songwriter
Francis Ubiera
Francis Ubiera
Songwriter
Dan García
Dan García
Songwriter
Christopher Casamayor
Christopher Casamayor
Songwriter
Jesse Gummer
Jesse Gummer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buda & Grandz
Buda & Grandz
Producer
2one2
2one2
Producer
Haysuse
Haysuse
Co-Producer
Joseph Colmanero
Joseph Colmanero
Mastering Engineer
Josiah White
Josiah White
Recording Engineer
RondonBeatz
RondonBeatz
Co-Producer

Lyrics

(Uh, Uh)
(Talk my shit)
(Talk my shit)
(What?)
(We outside)
(Aye, yea)
(Weather)
(Uh, Uh)
 
I don't trust shit
Sitchy on me everywhere I go
Don't lack
Weather too lit
(Don't lack)
B.B. Simon drip ice
Pardon my chucks
That's my fit
(Glah glah)
Only give her one night
After that aight
Get off my dick
(Get off my dick)
Steady running up a bag
Know my opps mad
They ain't on shit
I ain't come to play
Amiri denim's on my ass
Running to a bag
Get it everyway
It's really nothing left to say
Big 93 way
When she see me Lahdi what she say
And she know I'm big EBK
(Gang)
 
When my pops died couldn't see my brothers in a casket
(At all)
Shit hit different
Can't imagine
Gripped up
Tactics
Play chess on these actors
Can't play with me
(Nope)
Grieving watch what you say to me
Kick a td or oa occasionally
Designer be taking the pain from me
Front & get left on a side walk
I know this glizzy gone listen when I talk
Drive up the block I walk
I get real close I'm letting shots
Oh you a threat
Pop off
I heard you a vet
Im taking ya top off
Drive up the block I walk
(Drive up the block I walk)
 
I don't trust shit
Sitchy on me everywhere I go
Don't lack
Weather too lit
B.B. Simon drip ice
Pardon my chucks
That's my fit
Only give her one night
After that aight
Get off my dick
Steady running up a bag
Know my opps mad
They ain't on shit
I don't trust shit
Sitchy on me everywhere I go
Don't lack
Weather too lit
B.B. Simon drip ice
Pardon my chucks
That's my fit
Only give her one night
After that aight
Get off my dick
Steady running up a bag
Know my opps mad
They ain't on shit
(Uh)
Written by: Allah McCall, Christian Rondon, Christopher Casamayor, Dan García, Francis Ubiera, Jesse Gummer
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