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Over
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Rap
Over was released on March 15, 2024 by Killshot Records as a part of the album Over - Single
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Release DateMarch 15, 2024
LabelKillshot Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Caruchi
Caruchi
Performer
Angel Medina
Angel Medina
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Prieur
Ryan Prieur
Songwriter
Richard Flores
Richard Flores
Songwriter
Angel Medina
Angel Medina
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ritchy Flo
Ritchy Flo
Producer
Killshot
Killshot
Producer

Lyrics

When I step in, boy, just know it's over
And you know I came up off that Motorola
My uncle hit my line, he talm bout meet him at the border
And you won't find it in the car 'cause it's in the motor
I just met the little bitch, she talk 'bout she from Florida
She be trippin' out a lot, she better get in order
I'm really crazy in the head, I be hearin' noises
I don't even miss my dad, his ass got deported
You know that I'm official (yeah)
I don't do no missin' (yeah)
Why you playin' with me, dawg, actin' like some bitches? (Yeah)
I miss my brother pimpin' (yeah)
Yeah, he was on a mission (yeah)
I remember growing up, he was in the kitchen (yeah)
Everybody wanna talk, boy, get out my face (get out my face)
Boy, you know you hella bold, playing with my name (with my name)
Y'all be talking 'bout y'all some shooters, y'all don't got no aim (got no aim)
And why y'all playing with my top when you know I'ma bang? (Bop, bop)
Always playing with my top, who got your partner gone?
Buddy talking 'bout where you at, bitch, I'm headed home (headed home)
Lately, I been in my head, tryna get it on (get it on)
When the pack touched down, I'ma get it gone (get it gone)
He just sent a hundred
I need another fifty
You know it only takes one,
Boy stop playing with me,
Why y'all talking bout some smoke,
Y'all could come and get it
This a fully automatic
And my bullets crippin
I'm on some hot shit
Had them running around the city
Got em dropped quick
We don't eat no benihana's we got chopsticks.
Had them running around the city.
Got em dropped quick.
Cause we got chopsticks. Cause we got chopsticks.
Cuz we got chopsticks, cuz we got chopsticks.
Cuz we got chopsticks cuz we got chopsticks cuz we got chopsticks.
Cuz we got chopstick.
When I step in, boy, just know it's over
And you know I came up off that Motorola
My uncle hit my line, he talm bout meet him at the border
And you won't find it in the car 'cause it's in the motor
I just met the little bitch, she talk 'bout she from Florida
She be trippin' out a lot, she better get in order
I'm really crazy in the head, I be hearin' noises
I don't even miss my dad, his ass got deported
Written by: Angel Medina, Richard Flores, Ryan Prieur
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