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Haahhh
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Haahhh was released on July 15, 2024 by Trophy Klub LLC as a part of the album The Winners Circle
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Release DateJuly 15, 2024
LabelTrophy Klub LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cristofer J Martin
Cristofer J Martin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh, fuck, I look like leaving the crib without the stick
Yeah, I've been chasing bags, fuck, I look like chasing a bitch
This shit I pour up in my cup, your motherfuckin' rent
How the fuck you **** say you, poppin a perks, you off the fent
Fent 10, ****, off the fent 10s
These **** poppin' fake, thirties **** just tryna fit in
I fuck with all my glocks, but I'm in love with FNs
I told the label, cut the check, streets got my back-end
These **** say they trappin', but they really not
Swear to God, I done sold a milli-rock on any block
Fuck the DEA and fuck the feds and fuck the city cops
And if that **** ain't get shot, then we ain't really opps
Haahhh
I'm finna fly my bitch out to Paris
Haaahhhh
My kids know they got some rich-ass parents
Haauuuhhh
I knew he wasn't gon' do shit with all that staring
All that fucking on the neck, them **** really scary
Put it in that pot, get the whippin
Yeh, I get the fuckin' up the kitchen
She wanna fuck with me, she gotta listen
Like Tom Cruise, I put that bitch up on a mission
I-I-I ain't with the wishin
I get up and I get it, them right there 1250
I probably hit his hoe, that's why that **** wanna kill me
And she a eater, she suck dick and leave a hicky
We been runnin' up and bag, nah, for really
And we been on the road, touchin' paper, gettin' richer
I might record us fuckin', but you cannot get a picture
Fuck I look like leavin' the crib without the stick
Yeah, I been chasin' bad, fuck I look like chasin' a bitch
The shit I pour up in my cup, yo, motherfuckin' rent
How the fuck you make me sell you poppin' perks off the fent
Uh, fent 10, ****, off a Fent 10
These **** poppin' fake thirties, **** just tryna fit in
I fuck with all my glocks, but I'm in love with FNs
I told the label, cut the check, the streets got my back-end
Written by: Cristofer Martin
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