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What
180
Hip-Hop/Rap
What was released on October 25, 2023 by thr33 as a part of the album What - Single
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Release DateOctober 25, 2023
Labelthr33
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM148

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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Songwriter

Lyrics

Ayy, btttt
I got that Glock on me, **** what?
I'm finna blow, feel it in my gut
That bitch Sandy, how she eat my nuts
She turn around, Imma smack her butt
He tryna run, but he outta luck
No CDL, but I got that truck
Sixteen with no license, I was still drivin'
Can't say too much, ****, keep it private
Why the fuck is yo' girl grabbin' on my private?
He got a new Glock, ****, he get repo
You at my door, look through the peephole
I'm tryna knock a ****, till he fold
Bitch, I had to stack up, till my money tall
Tell my fam’ imma be there, when I get that call
Baby eat up my dick, like a eight-inch sub
**** know I be fresh as fuck, just like some Downy
And it’s free my big brother, he got sent to the county
With them racks on my head, like I just got a bounty
****, fuck that Glock, Imma just beat yo' ass
**** got beat to the ground, I’m an ape boy
Diamonds gon' save a ho, don't got a cape, bih
We on the top, wit' whoever you came wit'
Police behind me, so Imma just switch lanes
Bitch, we don't know you, he wanna be gang-gang
Just had a mattress, ain’t ever had big bed
Shawty from Philly, she call me a dickhead
I keep it goin’ hard, bitch, I'm a real dog
These **** bitch made, they finna quit first
She said she don't love me, like baby that kinda hurt
**** want try me, come see if your uzi twerk
We not the same, baby, this ain't finna work
Itchin’ for crack rock, bitch, where the dope man
Fuck wit' my fans they like, "thr33 you the goat man"
****, don't try me 'cause I'm not a ho, man
I was down bad, I ain't know where to go man
Be at the gym, **** think I'm a coach man
My **** don't care, rob in the daylight
Spreading my bread, ****, no peanut butter
Just call me the deli, man, I got that cutter
Slap the fuck outta ****, he cry to his mother
****, I'm so lucky I got the best fan base
Run up on me, you get sent up wit' MJ
I’ll never listen to he say, she say
My crash dummy, that **** named Tay-Tay
Y'all **** need a lil’ break, go on vacay
My favorite alphabet letters is A-K
Pull up to the scene, **** that's cool, what happened?
Bitch I got a slimey booger for my napkin
And my ****, lil' Z, he was in the back trappin'
**** don't get my music, swear they gotta catch up
I-I'm the new wave for this shit for the new gen'
Pop out wit' lil cuz, just got a new hit
And there ain't no way I can't blow ****, I got my own style
**** be hatin' on me, you gon' see- (Wait, what?)
Man this shit take time, you just gotta believe
Got a bad bih wit' me, she said she won't leave
And these **** be talkin' shit, they don't even make music
You do not need the Glock, you ain't even gon' fuckin' use it
You do not need the Glock, you won't even fuckin' spray
Hit him wit' one punch, it make him knockout
Remember was down bad, had to sleep on the floor
You ain't been through it, so **** you'll never know
Never had nobody, I ain't got social skills
Walk his ass down ‘cause I need me that fuckin' kill
Imma be patient though, needa be up now
I was the nice guy, don't give a fuck now
Hmm, yeah
Written by: thr33 thr33 thr33
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