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Just Ant & Sonny Sword

Section's Full

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Section's Full was released on June 26, 2024 by Hillcrest Productions/ Art X Volume as a part of the album Whatchu Boutta Do? - EP

Song Details

AlbumWhatchu Boutta Do? - EP

Release DateJune 26, 2024

LabelHillcrest Productions/ Art X Volume

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM99

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Anthony Siracusa

Anthony Siracusa

Songwriter

Gilson Reglas Jr.

Gilson Reglas Jr.

Songwriter

Lyrics

What's the deal with your boy?

Is he rappin' for fun?

He monotone but his bars are miraculous ones

I'd introduce you but I'm thinking the damage is done

He wastin' his bread, he throwin' them ones

In the morning I bet you he'll be checking them funds

Well his style is nice and the vibes are great

And them other sections lookin like section 8

Broke **** walkin' round with collection plates

I think he'd like you so why he touching 1's and 2's like DJ Wavy?

You buggin boo

Her figure 8 no ice skates you hating crazy

Ok, I'll follow him on IG

He don't post enough, at times he lazy

But he got the talent it never ceases to amaze me

I know he'll put work in

I could use a Birkin

Go and talk to him the

Why are we still chirpin'?

Now let me get a Casamigos with a couple limes

Let me get a cran, coke, and a pine

And throw us in a Henny with some Red Bull on the side

Don't forget the red bone when they bringing out the sign

Is that all?

That's cool

Look, I ain't tryna be rude

Don't you see the sections full? Yeah, the section's full

I been shooting shots all night, and you know I'm extra smooth

Yeah, the section's full

Aight let me introduce you to the brodie right quick

This is Just Ant and he always like this

Ask him for a shot and he gone' pour up like 9

And if you lift those Prada's up, there ain't no soul behind those eyes, but he good

He know it ain't sunny, he just like the look

He a lil' chill, but a couple more Corona's and he might just cook

Go and holler at him, he gone' write a book

That boy nice with the lines, but

Tell me who your friends, they all look so fine and

Go and have a drink because you didn't ask

Let me get a glass, you know that we outside

Go and throw some ass, we love a little ass

Hold up Ant

I'm cool

Oh for real?

Let me cook

Girl you looking like a queen, side to side, you a rook

We should do a round of shots only if that's all good

Damn, we out of Casa, there's the server, ooo

Now let me get a Casamigos with a couple limes

Let me get a cran, coke, and a pine

And throw us in a Henny with some Red Bull on the side

Don't forget the red bone when they bringing out the sign

Is that all?

That's cool

Look, I ain't tryna be rude

Don't you see the sections full? Yeah, the section's full

I been shooting shots all night, and you know I'm extra smooth

Yeah, the section's full

Yeah, the section's full

Yeah, the section's full

Yeah, the section's full

Full

I got us Uber XL

Flick at home cuz the sex sells

I control V like Excel

Legs get divided, you seem excited

Take a deep breath baby exhale

Take a deep breath baby exhale

Once we get out the Suburban, I'll pour us a night cap, I got some good bourbon

I'll play the boss and then you start usurping

7/11, she gulping, she slurping

All naturale, ain't no sign of a surgeon, ay

She got a good head on her shoulders, so I think I'll learn today

Before I KO let me see if Just Ant is ok, ok?

Ok, I think I'm straight

Baby pull up, it's getting late

I get impatient, don't trip, ok?

I want that shit I'll reciprocate

Just know I keep going and going like I had some batteries in me, no triple A

Yeah I turn the bed to a getaway

And it's every day, this ain't Chick-Fil-A

So send the text say you driving through

I'm tryna make time for you

Pour up something if it's fine with you

I said you know what I'm tryna do

We can take it through the whole night

Or the hot tub, baby it's a cold night

I'm tryna pop 'some, you came through my zone right

And I don't got love, shorty it's a cold sight

But let me hit Sonny's phone like

Written by: Anthony Siracusa, Gilson Reglas Jr.

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