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SOLID (feat. ISSA)
Hip-Hop/Rap
SOLID (feat. ISSA) was released on May 21, 2024 by KGO Productions as a part of the album KGO Throwaways
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Release DateMay 21, 2024
LabelKGO Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kameron Mitchell
Kameron Mitchell
Songwriter
Maurice Morgan
Maurice Morgan
Songwriter
Dillon Thomas
Dillon Thomas
Songwriter
Enzo King
Enzo King
Songwriter

Lyrics

A poem of man
To show you again
This rap shit mean nothing unless you hand and hand
Like back hand
Man in the mirror the mike jack
**** like you can't get any clearer
Like gun blast gun charge stand back hole in wall
Like picture life style **** hold my posh
**** grew up wit his cousins had to hone my thoughts
Like left the reaper in his room learned to hold my heart
Like man
I was more fearing of man the way my mom kept on beating my ass
Whips and lashes built on back
Like forgetting the trash
Dead man
Red man
Doing a back bends forgetting my past cause when I was just a kid
The only closure I had was wit my friends Nah I'm lying I ain't have no friends
Stressing momma out she ain't wanna have no kids
Cause I ain't really have no bitches
I ain't really have the image
Polaroid **** see the picture
I didn't really get the lyrics to life
And then I uh-
I'm on a roll
Don't need a pole
Don't need any hoes
I'm good on my own
These bitches be fishy
These **** be switching
Protecting my soul
My voices is just vicious
They tempting my vengeance
Won't let that shit go
Like why is you dissing like you wasn't pissing inside of my home?
If it wasn't for me you'd be shitting and pissing in yard full of holes
You **** is sick and you fucking and switching now all of you hoes
Not beefing with **** who need me to fill up they empty ass souls
Was there for some people who wouldn't give back
Was there for some people who left me with rats
Won't be there for people who left me to lack
Now here I am smoking on all of they packs
Tripped over me like I wasn't all that
I didn't even want you so baby relax
I'm fucking to bestie while you in the back
So when we be fucking I'm thinking of that
Lil bitch I'm a pimp not talking Slickback
You **** is simps not letting you tap
I'm all in your bitch her booty is fat
I'll give you a whiff you craving a snack
Now bitch get out of my crib
Why is you drooling you not a lil kid
Speaking of which you might need a bib
Nut on your face and it drip from your chin
Lil bitch I am in
Your trap we gon run in that shit
We don't care about none of that shit
FaceTime while I'm fucking yo bitch
Take you to Maury I nut in your bitch
Is you the father no
Camera chasing you gon
You better find your hoe
Serve rocks to the stoners
**** copy clone us
Shot guns give him donuts
SWAT team can't condone us
Speeding in that focus
She a classic bitch
I might pass the bitch
That's that class I skip
Chill with the baddest bitch
If I meet her today she'll be mine by tomorrow
Now that's what I like to call overnight shipping
I'm twisting my fingers my brain is unfinished
My **** get lit up like number two pencil
My **** pull up with choppas we skin em
My they red and black like a damn fitted
My **** say-
Oh wait I meant flannel
My **** pull up and buss at yo panel
My **** ain't Greek but they stoners
She wants to buy my raps off me now that's why I'm calling that shit Barcelona
Pull up on em and I'm going nuts
And I fucking on her and her friends
I pull up on you and your friends
Aye what's that thing that Enzo say
Gah damn it Dillon we don't did it again
Yeah (fuck)
Written by: Dillon Thomas, Enzo King, Kameron Mitchell, Maurice Morgan
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