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giftbag
1,151
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
giftbag was released on April 19, 2023 by redveil LLC as a part of the album playing w/ fire - EP
album cover
Release DateApril 19, 2023
Labelredveil LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
redveil
redveil
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Morton
Marcus Morton
Songwriter
Willie Scott
Willie Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
redveil
redveil
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na
[Chorus]
****, get off my dick
Then get out my gift bag
**** be hoes and switch
I ain't come in to chitchat
I been on hunt for chips
I would just chill, I miss that
Brodie done lost his bitch
****, come get your lick back
****, get off my dick
Then get out my gift bag
**** be hoes and switch
I ain't come in to chitchat
I been on hunt for chips
I would just chill, I miss that
Brodie done lost his bitch
****, come get your lick back
[Verse 1]
****, come get your lick back
I'm where the chips at
Zelle in the cut, where the zip at?
Throw the sack, I'ma split that
Boy, you a ho, better fix that
Rockin' Vans, had 'em mismatched
Knew that I wasn't gon' switch back
Now I can't even sit back
I'ma turn up the degree (Hey)
Then blow like I'm walkin' with heat
Said he ain't see no motion, ain't talkin' to me
**** imposter to me
Know they standin' him up, bruh, he not on his feet (Bitch)
I been too sharp, I can see
I been crankin' the raps, I been crankin' the beats
So that hundred percent come to me, like
[Chorus]
****, get off my dick (What?)
Then get out my gift bag
**** be hoes and switch
I ain't come in to chitchat
I been on hunt for chips
I would just chill, I miss that
Brodie done lost his bitch
****, come get your lick back
****, get off my dick
Then get out my gift bag
**** be hoes and switch
I ain't come in to chitchat
I been on hunt for chips
I would just chill, I miss that
Brodie done lost his bitch
****, come get your lick, lick
[Bridge]
****, get off my dick
****, get off my dick
****, get off my dick
(Then get out my gift bag)
****, get off my dick
(Then get out my gift)
[Verse 2]
Don't give a fuck 'bout no risk, ain't tryna slip back
Don't got no cuts, shit mad crisp, where my wrist at?
I'm in a rush, can't be sick, I won't get back
'Cause I'ma touch all my dreams, not no kickback
So get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag (Bitch)
Bitch, get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag (Bitch)
Bitch, get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag
Bitch, get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag, yeah
[Outro]
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na
Da-na-na-na-na, da-na (Bitch)
Written by: Marcus Morton, Willie Scott
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