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500 Flow
Hip-Hop/Rap
500 Flow was released on August 3, 2023 by 500 Entertainment as a part of the album Trapped Soul
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Release DateAugust 3, 2023
Label500 Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM57

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce Lowkey Allen
Bryce Lowkey Allen
Songwriter
Marquise Smith
Marquise Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

Let's go
So I'm keeping my heater
Then I gotta delete her
Turned so back on the gang that was treason (Turned your back)
Stackin' in this money, do this every season (This shit every season)
I'm not a killer, but give me a reason (Give me a reason)
If I don't see it, I can't even believe it (Can't even believe it)
Cold like December, they say I'm a Nemic (They say I'm a Nemic)
Damn, you be drippin', this ain't Aquafina (Bitch I be drippin')
Thirty on me, it ain't come from no teacher (Ain't come from no teacher)
I see you cappin', you cap like a preacher (These **** be cap)
Cut bitches off, cause I swear I don't need them (Swear I don't need em)
Pourin' up Fours, come and follow the leader (Come and follow the leader)
Twenty-three shots, just like my we, gone beat em' (23)
It's cold in these streets, so I'm keepin' my heater (I'm Keeping my heater)
After I fuck, then I gotta delete em' (After I fuck)
Growin' up, I see my dad serve Christina (I seen my daddy)
I was a player, I ain't sit on no bleachers (I ain't sit on no bleachers)
Cut off the fake and I cut off the leaches (Cut off the leaches)
Them hollows hit him, took his breath, no Covid (Them hollows)
Say you love me, then fuck on my mans, these hoes bogus (Fucked on my mans)
I learned too many times, these hoes be going (They be going)
I seen **** still love, even though it was showing (These **** should know)
These **** should put on a cape, they heroic
Medication, I been pourin' up a potion (Pour that shit up)
Dedicate to my Glock, this for whoever want it (This for whoever want it)
If I point him out, then them young **** on him (Them young **** on it)
Take a trip, me and B.C. gon' go down to Albany
Him and Lil' backend gon' fuck up the streets
Slidin' over East, who got exotic we don't want OG (Who got that za)
And I pay their prices, if it's him and that's on me
And we slidin' with blicks (Sliding)
it's sugarfree over here, it ain't sweet (This shit ain't sweet)
Like a tree, better ride with that stick (Better Ride with it)
You think it's a gang, come and try it and see it (Come and try it and see)
I here subliminal swear I'm not bothered (I ain't bothered)
Slimey lil' ****, put that on my father (Put that on my father)
Steppin' on ****, they better go harder (I'm stepping on shit)
She ride the dick more than she ride Marta (She ride the dick)
What's on your wrist? That must be a bust (Bus)
Go down to me, that's every time that we fuck (That's every time)
And I ain't talkin' bout a crime when I say that it sus (I ain't talking bout a crime)
Fuck all them **** who switched up on us (Fuck all them ****)
Turned so back on the gang that was treason (Turned your back)
Stackin' in this money, do this every season (Every season)
I'm not a killer, but give me a reason (Give me a reason)
If I don't see it, I can't even believe it (Can't even believe it)
Cold like December, they say I'm a Nemic (They say I'm a Nemic)
Damn, you be drippin', this ain't
Aquafina (Bitch I be drippin')
Thirty on me, it ain't come from no teacher (Ain't come from no teacher)
I see you cappin', you cap like a preacher (These **** be cap)
Cut bitches off, cause I swear I don't need them (Swear I don't need em)
Pourin' up Fours, come and follow the leader (Come and follow the leader)
Twenty-three shots, just like my we, gone beat em' (23)
It's cold in these streets, so I'm keepin' my heater (Keeping my heat)
After I fuck, then I gotta delete em' (After I fuck)
Growin' up, I see my dad serve Christina (I seen my daddy)
I was a player, I ain't sit on no bleachers (I ain't sit on no bleachers)
Cut off the fake and I cut off the leaches (Cut off the leaches)
Written by: Bryce Lowkey Allen, Marquise Smith
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