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5100 Bars
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
5100 Bars was released on November 11, 2023 by 3586814 Records DK as a part of the album I Should Not Be Talking Like This
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Release DateNovember 11, 2023
Label3586814 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Baby Para
Baby Para
Songwriter

Lyrics

Three, four watches, one plane the presidential rocky
They keep shoppin, I try school but this a better option
I'm too cocky, and I'm toxic, I got bitches toppin
I knew that pluck was really in love, I seen em kiss his chopper
Fuck the turnpike, keep south, I got a better route
Fuck the D-E-A, bitch, let the fellas out
Two-two, O-R-G four L, that's what I'll never doubt
Ain't shit change, still back and forth like the merry-go-round
I'm the type get introduced to they daughters, boy, who is you
You the type to turn Winnie the Pooh when they ready to move
Drop my first song six years ago, I'm still in my groove
Y'all didn't fuck with me back then, it's cool, now give me the loot
Ninety bows, we got all kind of flavors
I'll pay whatever for the red, I don't want the quahgen
And she said I'm persuasive, baby, here, fill out this application
Prayin' I'm gon' save her, I said, baby, go to adoration
I'm ashamed, this what we love the most
I'm riding West with 20 years on me, but they'll never know
I tried to plug my man's with the pills, he'd rather shovel snow
You don't understand that lingo, he'd rather hustle dope
I don't wanna buy another watch, bro, let's buy a yacht
I don't wanna die without my Glock, so it's one up top
Buy a business or buy some bows, let's open up shop
Yeah, I know it's hot, but I'm ready, you ready or not
I pray this paper don't slow down
I keep faith in my junkies, Lord, forgive me
I sold 600 of them on a Sunday, this that shit
That make me never wanna stop the hustlin
Yeah, we still alive, lil' bitch, and it's not cause we lucky
Goofy hated on me to my mans, I made his sister sore
Gamblin' at the Nino, down five, I left and sipped a four
What the fuck you mean you only got 60, bro, get some more
Why the fuck I gotta say this shit to you, you sick and poor
Why the fuck you comin' short? You know this drive was long
I am not gon' front, yo, ask the rest, bro, ride along
That means I'ma ride with him, till he get all of them gone
I'm just tryna protect this bag, bro, you know how that shit goes
Bitch, I'm turnin, your girl want me, I won't even respond
Call her and run, I need 600, meet me right on mine
Oh, you wanna shop with QCC, stupid, get in line
With a classy bitch at Eddie V's, watchin' her six and whine
Yes, I did, mean to act up, I'ma blame the drugs
I can't lie, fam, listen, get that shit back in blood
Water wrapped around the Audemar, I told her, back it up
Someone give me a vacuum seal, I gotta stash this, huh
Why my heart let me forgive them for all that treason
Yes, my shooter did just come home, so don't give me a reason
Take this down the way, dress like a nerd, you gotta be strategic
Walkin' like you talkin, keep on walkin, don't be paraplegic
They said my peoples killed they brother, I didn't even address it
I told your girl, go and brush her teeth, shit, she feel offended
They'd kill for nachos, duck your taco, what I'm recommendin
He told me about the bodies that he caught, I said it don't impress
5,100 bars, fancy cars and Audemars
Remember I would stay right by the phone, y'all wouldn't return the call
My heart got colder, I'm still a soldier, so I can't ignore it
Boze is comin, gift wrap now, I'm filling Santa's order
On everything I hold sacred, I should not be talkin' like this
But this is what's goin' on, I can't make this shit up
Move strategic, watch your friends, you know how that shit go
Talkin' like this, I should not be talkin' like this
Written by: Baby Para
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