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Matt Ryan
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Rap
Matt Ryan was released on February 27, 2024 by Signal Records/Columbia as a part of the album ADLIBGOD
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Release DateFebruary 27, 2024
LabelSignal Records/Columbia
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Sdxrt3all
2Sdxrt3all
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cyrus Gomez
Cyrus Gomez
Composer
Deveon Hinton
Deveon Hinton
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whyceg
Whyceg
Producer

Lyrics

I could tell you about him, he ain't really gangsta (he ain't really gangsta)
I could tell em to get ya, hm, I might pay em (I might pay em!)
I can lift the stick, might go through five layers (five layers)
I had fucked his bitch, hm, I swear (I swear)
They like, "you throwed off", do I care? (do I care?)
We got all these guns, I'm like "that's not fair" (that's not fair!)
Put on all black, yeah, that I wear (yeah, that I wear!)
Soon I pull them racks out, find the one that's fair
Soon I pull them racks out, find the 1s, that's rare (that's the one that's rare!)
Tell em, "take notes", don't pull yo phone out
I done seen some shit inside a crock- pot (POT!)
I done seen some shit inside a crockpot (OUT A CROCKPOT!)
How you gon' send a blitz, you don't got a shooter?! (YOUN GOT A SHOOTER?!)
I keep using my gun, so I threw it in a cooler
I keep using my gun, so I threw it in a cooler (I put it in a cooler, I keep using my gun)
I done made so many **** freeze, dat why I made Medusa
I done seen so many **** die, hm, crucial
I done seen a **** go to school but leave without his Ruger
I keep hittin' hoes, back to back, I just fucked a cougar
(No cap!)
Yeah we talkin code, tell my shooter to Watchtube em
Tell them lay down in those bushes, call that bath time
We hit the quarterback every time, hm, Matt Ryan!
In the shootout, know the MACs flyin
Hold on hold on, I mean Matt Ryan dyin!
Have you ever seen a **** and run and run?
Have you ever seen a ****, run, out of time?
They like "when dxrt3all gone run out of rhymes?"
I keep doin dirt, and, -
I keep doin dirt on dirt, I keep runnin' out of crimes
(No cap!)
I could tell you about him, he ain't really gangsta (he ain't really gangsta)
I could tell em to get ya, hm, I might pay em (I might pay em!)
I can lift the stick, might go through five layers (five layers)
I had fucked his bitch, hm, I swear (I swear)
They like, "you throwed off", do I care? (do I care?)
We got all these guns, I'm like "that's not fair" (that's not fair!)
Put on all black, yeah, that I wear (yeah, that I wear!)
Soon I pull them racks out, find the one that's fair
Soon I pull them racks out, find the 1s, that's rare (that's the 1 that's rare!)
Written by: Cyrus Gomez, Deveon Hinton
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