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SNA
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Hip-Hop/Rap
SNA was released on July 5, 2024 by Republic Records as a part of the album SNA - Single
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Release DateJuly 5, 2024
LabelRepublic Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Onsight Deeda
Onsight Deeda
Vocals
T-Boss
T-Boss
Vocals
Sinista On Da Traxxx
Sinista On Da Traxxx
Programming
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T-Boss
T-Boss
Songwriter
Darron Carter
Darron Carter
Songwriter
Terrence Freeman
Terrence Freeman
Songwriter
Billie Calvin
Billie Calvin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sinista On Da Traxxx
Sinista On Da Traxxx
Producer
Abel Garibaldi
Abel Garibaldi
Mixing Engineer
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
Recording Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Brandon Hernandez
Brandon Hernandez
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Laura Garcia
Laura Garcia
Recording Engineer
Trinity Wohlferd
Trinity Wohlferd
Assistant Engineer, Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, see this the side **** anthem
Your baby daddy call my phone, and I won't answer
Yeah, see this the side **** anthem
Your baby daddy call my phone, and I won't answer
I ain't the one you should be playing with
I ain't the one to take you to the park to hold your hand and shit, yea
I'm the who come and drop dick
The one who ride you through the hood while you hold extra Glock clip
I'm the one who yo' number one fan behind close doors
'Cause you know you got a man (no, I don't)
I'm the **** with the plan
To get you out that **** house whenever he be on your ass
I'm tryna be the perfect side **** (yeah)
The one that you put your phone on DND and duck off and hide with you
I'm tryna be the one that ride with you
Switching lanes in that skat, behind tinted, catch a vibe with you
You need to vent, baby, I'll listen
That **** keep whooping your ass, my suggestion: go and get a pistol
But I ain't the one that's gon' get you in your business
'Cause I'll send your baby daddy up to God, do it with the quickness
With that fussing, yeah, I'm what your creeping at
But she love me, she ain't never leaving that
But I ain't tripping, I'm just playing my position
She eats me up after the club, an hour later they was kissing
I ain't the one you should be playing with
I ain't the one to take you to the park to hold your hand and shit, yea
I'm the who come and drop dick
The one who ride you through the hood while you hold extra Glock clip
I'm the one who yo' number one fan behind close doors
'Cause you know you got a man (no, I don't)
I'm the **** with the plan
To get you out that **** house whenever he be on your ass
**** where your bag at?
I need 400 hundred thousand cash for this Louie, and Gucci, and Tiffany, and Tory Burch bag
I like the type that just pop it off, put it in my hand
Don't need no **** to be looking stupid, you heard what I said?
'Cause **** I'm passed that
I'm a big dog bitch and my ass fat
That's on you fucking with them hoes with that bad cat
Pussy so fat, it's looking like that's where the starch at
You understand that?
He know that I ain't the one you should be playing with
He know that I ain't the one to hold your hand, I'll drop it quick
Give me your Glock, I'll pop that bitch (bhrrr!)
You can't put this pussy on no ****, he ain't 'bout that shit, boss
I ain't the one you should be playing with (not at all)
I ain't the one to take you to the park to hold your hand and shit, yea
I'm the who come and drop dick (like, how?)
The one who ride you through the hood while you hold extra Glock clip
I'm the one who yo' number one fan behind close doors
'Cause you know you got a man (no, I don't)
I'm the **** with the plan
To get you out that **** house whenever he be on your ass
Her baby daddy pussy love it where the shooters at
We only link on weekends but you know I'm cool with that
She done kicked him out the house, but you know he moving back
While he gone, I be all up in the pantry eating snacks
She know one thing that I ain't never tell her business
Was supposed to hit her yesterday, she had her children
Send that girl Cash App for her hair and for her nails
Say that dude ain't got no motion, he just got up out of jail
I hope they get that shit right, I wish 'em well (I really do)
But why he tripping? I be creeping like a snail
You know she love to smoke that weed, even put me on some sales
She said he did her down bad, now she gotta give him hell
I ain't the one you should be playing with
I ain't the one to take you to the park to hold your hand and shit, yea
I'm the who come and drop dick (like, how?)
The one who ride you through the hood while you hold extra Glock clip
I'm the one who yo' number one fan behind close doors
'Cause you know you got a man (no, I don't)
I'm the **** with the plan (the plan)
To get you out that **** house whenever he be on your ass
Yeah, see this the side **** anthem
Your baby daddy call my phone, and I won't answer
Yeah, see this the side **** anthem
Your baby daddy call my phone, I promoise I won't answer
I don't know her player
Written by: Billie Calvin, Darron Carter, Terrence Freeman, Troye Boss
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