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Taste Test
Hip-Hop/Rap
Taste Test was released on November 2, 2021 by Ryanito as a part of the album Nft EP
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AlbumNft EP
Release DateNovember 2, 2021
LabelRyanito
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryanito
Ryanito
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randall Shaffer
Randall Shaffer
Composer

Lyrics

Get away
Get away
Same place
The sun going down and then them freaks come out (Out)
People all around, they wanna see what we about
I don't go to the clubs, I bring the club to me
Security cost bread so you can bet there's a fee
I'm-I'm-I'm just tryna live it up, this life ain't guaranteed
Gin martini shook with ice is just what I need
A twister that cookies got me right at ease
And I worked hard inside the storm so now my life is a breeze
I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
I-I-I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
Got it all different way, hunnid for the dinner date
Eatin' off the winners plate, mama sweet like Minute Maid
Smokin' 'til my vision fade, open up a different blade
Cuttin' to the bone every time I spit this hit I made
Reaching for the gold, oh, the notion that I'm hittin' age
Me, I'm so dope, make these foes take a shit in place
Every time I take a step, never leave a little trace
Never see another me, goin' down in history
The sun going down and then them freaks come out (Out)
People all around, they wanna see what we about
I don't go to the clubs, I bring the club to me
Security cost bread so you can bet there's a fee
I'm-I'm-I'm just tryna live it up, this life ain't guaranteed
Gin martini shook with ice is just what I need
A twister that cookies got me right at ease
And I worked hard inside the storm so now my life is a breeze
I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
I still need to get away (Get away, get away, get away)
Got it all different way, hunnid for the dinner date
Eatin' off the winners plate, mama sweet like Minute Maid
Smokin' 'til my vision fade, open up a different blade
Cuttin' to the bone every time I spit this hit I made
Reaching for the gold, oh, the notion that I'm hittin' age
Me, I'm so dope, make these foes take a shit in place
Every time I take a step, never leave a little trace
Never see another me, goin' down in history
Get away
Get away
Same place
Get away
Written by: Randall Shaffer
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