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Anatomy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Anatomy was released on April 7, 2024 by Rich n Valid Ent. as a part of the album Anomaly - EP
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Release DateApril 7, 2024
LabelRich n Valid Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Thompson
Travis Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vance Voughn
Vance Voughn
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, Faye, how you do that
They can't sleep on Z after this one
Khaki's on the academy
Khaki's on the academy
On the way up, happen naturally
No chemistry, no anatomy
Diamonds on my wrist
Diamonds on my bitch
Run up on me, it's a tragedy
**** talkin' that it ain't matter to me
No chemistry, no anatomy
She givin' me brain, no college degree
Stuck on my mind, I cannot sleep
She is not mine, I do not tweak
Runnin' my money up, get the green
Stackin' money from hard crosses on my jeans
Shoot the layup, I'm ballin', bitch, Kobe Bean
I don't lay up, I hit that hoe, then I leave
See you later, bitch, I'm gone, I'm overseas
See you later, I'm gone, Chris Angel
Pop a perk, I'm Mack, Kurt Angle
Slidin' in it real deep, all angles
Fancy jeans on me, Palm Angel
Got the money on me, I'm dangerous
Got the money on me, I'm famous
She comin' right back, it's not too late
She comin' right back, boomerang
American sniper got the range
Squeeze the trigger like I squeeze her leg
While I'm starin', I'm drivin' the range
No man, I'm fearin', there's blood in his veins
I'm a human, I'm an alien
Talkin' down on me, I'm Aaron Ham
Khaki's on, no academy
On the way up, happen naturally
No chemistry, no anatomy
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my bitch
Round up on me, it's a tragedy
**** talkin' now that they mad at me
No chemistry, no anatomy
So racked up, stack jeans, call it fashion
Movin' so much weight, I'm not faster
Same car, but my car is just faster
Don't share hugs, cause my hugs be badder
Redbone, slim waist
Ass fat, I wanna taste
Get the green, get the bag
How the fuck you got no money, boy, you last
You said you got some money, he on his ass
Why the fuck your chain so funny, boy, that's glass
Beat it up, I make her cum, she comin' back
Swear that I'm not evil, I just gotta pass
Gotta pass
Swear that I'm not evil, I just gotta pass
Gotta pass
Swear that I'm not evil, I just gotta pass
Written by: Travis Thompson
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