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No Amiris
68,381
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Amiris was released on October 10, 2023 by #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE as a part of the album GHETTO
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AlbumGHETTO
Release DateOctober 10, 2023
Label#Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peezy
Peezy
Vocals
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Peaks
Phillip Peaks
Songwriter
Chase Rose
Chase Rose
Songwriter
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CHASETHEMONEY
CHASETHEMONEY
Producer
Caseyprod
Caseyprod
Producer
White Mike
White Mike
Mixing Engineer
Noa Nalu
Noa Nalu
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young **** in the whole fuckin' city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah
[Verse 2]
Got the city on lock
Came through with every type of foreign, every year when the city get hot
I be flyin' first class, I don't sit on no block
I can tell how you talk, you ain't never been shot
I can tell how you move, you ain't never been watched
Feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk
When it come down to me, I'ma take my own charge
No, I ain't goin back to jail, I done came too far, I'm a real life star
Unless they got thirty five racks for a ****, I ain't goin in the bar
'Fore I take a bitch home, I'll fuck her in a car
Can't drop her ass off 'cause I live too far
'Fore I made it off rap, I was runnin' up the cards
**** still can't believe that I made it on the charts
Never graduated school, buyin' brand new cars
Red key, push a button, tap the gas and it start, yeah
[Chorus]
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young **** in the whole fuckin' city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah
[Verse 3]
You can call me Glock or call me Big Key
I don't fuck with rat, no Stuarts, no Mickeys
Three hundred racks on the chain, no pendant
Got a billion dollars on my mind and I'ma get it
Been gettin' to the money, I don't plan on quittin'
Aye, what's his name died, and they say I did it
I'll take a **** bitch and give her back like I rent it
I just hopped in my bag and it's just the beginnin'
We don't fuck with that block, so you know we gon' spin it
Don't care 'bout the ticket, my ****, I spend it
Still be in the trap, that shit open like Denny's
Championship ring on my pinky, we winnin'
Prada set on but it look like some Dickies
You know I'm that ****, my bitch got them bitches
I keep that shit on, aye, who fuckin' with me?
Chrome Heart patches on me like I'm Christian
[Chorus]
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young **** in the whole fuckin' city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah
[Outro]
Chase the money, Chase the money
Written by: Chase Dalton Rose, Markeyvuis Cathey, Phillip Peaks
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