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Gravity falls
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Gravity falls was released on July 26, 2024 by Middleman Productions as a part of the album Gravity falls - Single
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Release DateJuly 26, 2024
LabelMiddleman Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donovan Edward Graham
Donovan Edward Graham
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ayy, what the fuck you **** doin' in the house
All that pussy shit you said, stand on business, boy, come out
**** pillow talk for pussy, don't do shit, but run they mouth
Shit get sticky like some glue, it really ain't nothin' to slime you out
I like bitches who like fast cars and buyin' expensive clothes
I had 20 bands in high school, but I still wore Bummy clothes
Jhit don't ask me if I hit, I'm just gon' tell you, touch ya nose
Boy, your bank account on E, and you be trippin' by some hoes
What the fuck you **** doin? Pockets thick as fuck, I'm chewin
Don't do tantrums, make me mad, yeah, I get hot, but I be coolin
All that hating shit amusing, don't act out when we into it
Got some shit inside this car that make your mama host a viewing
I be feelin' just like Ray, cause I can't even see you ****
All you jhits just be some lames, I wouldn't wanna be you ****
Why you talk like you so tough, you don't know shit by pullin' triggers
Swear yalk boys be with the feds, yall probably snitch for tv dinners
I'ma make it far for dukes just cause I know she see a winner
When I get my first mill, hunnid grand what I'ma send her
Man, these **** beef bout hoes, I swear to God, they bein' tender
Better hush your mouth and mind your business if you see me with her
223 be fast as hell, don't care about track, can't run from this
My body hurt, I barely move, my liver be too full of Trish
You **** mad, I got a bag, my pops been sayin' I'm made for this
Better watch your tone, I don't condone, you bet not drop a diss
Feel like D-Lo, better tee me up and let me pop my shit
Take a pic With all the bros, I see a snake, we cropping jhit
Hoes gon' suck me up, don't like it neat, give me that sloppy shit
Ever beef with me, you a opp for life, so we ain't droppin' shit
In a rental with a pole, we took the trackers out the whip
Heard my **** put up 40 on the score like Sean Kemp
Pockets draggin' to the ground, they got me walkin' with a limp
I got some Za for all the fiends that get you higher than a blimp
Gave that pussy up for free, I rather you work it on the corner
Don't come runnin' back, that pussy broke, better get that shit in order
Bet not get inside that field, we NFL, no Pop Warner
Diamonds hittin' hard as fuck, might knock ya out like Adrian Broner
You a capper, put that fitted on your head like Grunkle Stan
Askin' Mabel for a pint, like where the fuck my syrup, man
Think that six'two left for Mark, we just gon' call him Dipper, friend
Wendy bad as fuck, no four fa four, like, why the season end
Wendy bad as fuck, like, why the fuck the season end
Dipper was chasin' hoes, that's where he fucked up at, ****
Written by: Donovan Edward Graham
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