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Forget It
Hip-Hop/Rap
Forget It was released on July 26, 2024 by Kid comma crazy as a part of the album Judge Me.
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Release DateJuly 26, 2024
LabelKid comma crazy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trent Jefferson
Trent Jefferson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cade Wait
Cade Wait
Producer

Lyrics

Wait
I'ma keep on climbing, go to the top, pray I don't fall (pray I don't fall)
Extra food on my plate
I promise that I could stomach it all (I could stomach it all)
We gon' stand on ten, we ain't gon' bend
I promise that's law (that's law)
We gon' stand on ten, we ain't gon' bend
I promise that's law (that's, that's, that's law)
I make it pop like it fatty
The shit that we smokin' is premium
This ain't a letty, big body Chevy (wait)
The way that I whip it, I promise that you won't fuck shit
I can see her on the ladder
Double R, you can say shawty is ridin' and ready
I told her keep a leg steady
Whether she suckin' me she gets a slap like spaghetti (mmh)
We go to the top (top)
Her back got a bubble and I'm tryna pop (and I'm tryna pop)
Walkin' naked you can shop
I could get gloves for the chops
I could get hash for the rocks
B double G on the ladder (G)
I'm pushin' P on my schedule (mmh, P)
I'm runnin' I need to go metal (mmh)
I'ma get rockin' you more like a pebble (mmh-mmh)
We keep it clean and don't fly (mmh)
I ain't the king like Lebron (mmh)
I'm going hard on the block (mmh)
Power dribble knock him off (mmh)
Flame him up like Molotov (flame)
Smoking that moon from the rock (rock, rock)
Michael "Off The Wall" (Wall)
I'ma keep sipping that wine (wine)
Don't care if it's red or it's yellow it's still gonna drop
I'ma take my chances, I don't care to risk it all (care to risk it all)
Extra food on my plate
I promise that I'm gon' stomach it all (I'm gon' stomach it all)
I can't lose my dribble 'cause I told 'em life is ball (life is ball)
We gon' stand on ten, we ain't gon' fall against the Great Wall
I'ma keep on climbing, go to the top, pray I don't fall
Extra food on my plate
I promise that I could stomach it all
We gon' stand on ten, we ain't gon' bend
I promise that's law
We gon' stand on ten, we ain't gon' bend
I promise that's law
I make it pop like it fatty
The shit that we smokin' is premium
This ain't a letty, big body Chevy
The way that I whip it, I promise that you won't fuck shit
I can see her on the ladder
Double R, you can say shawty is ridin' and ready
I told her keep her leg steady
Whether she suckin' me she gets a slap like spaghetti
Written by: Trent Jefferson
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