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Misdemeanor (feat. Ahmvd)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Misdemeanor (feat. Ahmvd) was released on August 28, 2020 by KORSM RECORDS as a part of the album KOE (Deluxe)
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Release DateAugust 28, 2020
LabelKORSM RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Keita
Edwin Keita
Songwriter
Ahmad Torh
Ahmad Torh
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ju-ju- jugg!
(Ahmad, yup)
Look
I'm so up ****, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
I don't got a hoe, but I got a hater
And I told you so that I'd get the paper
All my **** cold, all my **** blow
If he want the smoke he can meet the maker
I'm so up
****, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
**** talkin' shit, money to your mouth
I don't fucking speak, you's a fucking dreamer
Gotta get that back and get the crew cleaner
Do the dash in the coupe speeder(Ou)
Do the dash, ten toes
Remember I used the have ten hoes
They be on my ass tenfold
Can't find me like a damn cloak
A **** not wanting no smoke
Wet your block, bet a **** gone float (A **** gone float)
Huh, the wrist is on froze
A **** cold, I'ma buy me a coat
Ou, pour up
All of my **** they roll up
Most of y'all **** y'all fold up
These **** fold like fruit roll-up (These **** be folding like what?)
Go beast mode, a young **** from GCO
Don't fuck with ****
We pulling triggers
We empty clips then reload, yuh
I'm so up ****, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
I don't got a hoe, but I got a hater
And I told you so that I'd get the paper
All my **** cold, all my **** blow
If he want the smoke he can meet the maker
I'm so up
****, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
**** talkin' shit, money to your mouth
I don't fucking speak, you's a fucking dreamer
Gotta get that back and get the crew cleaner
Do the dash in the coupe speeder (Yup)
I do not fuck with you bitches
Fuck the cuddles and kisses, can't get enough of these riches
You think I'm sagging my pants, but I'm just stuffing my britches
With these bands, I understand you can't adjust to this living (Ou)
Doing a race, I'm hoping they ready
They know issa coupe, a no to Andretti's
They smellin' the boof, they knowing it's Eddy
I ain't showing no pity I'm petty
The choppa it shoot like confetti
Plus we got the fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti
On babies I'm sick, I got rabies
I came with heat so don't play me
Look
I'm so up, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
I don't got a hoe, but I got a hater
And I told you so that I'd get the paper
All my **** cold, all my **** blow
If he want the smoke he can meet the maker
(Look, yuh) I'm so up
****, Neverland. Gotta fly like Peter
And the grass green, tryna get it greener
They be missing me, I'm the missing piece like a misdemeanor
**** talkin' shit, money to your mouth
I don't fucking speak, you's a fucking dreamer
Gotta get that back and get the crew cleaner
Do the dash in the coupe speeder
(KO) Yuh, yuh
Written by: Ahmad Torh, Edwin Keita
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