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NLESS
3,641
Hip-Hop/Rap
NLESS was released on October 4, 2024 by NLess Entertainment, BIG30 and Big Homiie G as a part of the album Still King (Deluxe)
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Release DateOctober 4, 2024
LabelNLess Entertainment, BIG30 and Big Homiie G
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BIG30
BIG30
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soulja Cal
Soulja Cal
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Leo Martinez
Leo Martinez
Assistant Engineer
Luxury
Luxury
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Free Shiesty (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I fuck ****' bitches
If I ain't hit your ho, I bet Shiesty Man got them britches
Shiesty Man dropped them britches, yeah, we fuck ****' bitches
Ayy, feeling like I'm gettin' it, you popped her, BIG30 caught her (I caught her)
I'm choppin' shit, got more hoes than Hugh Hefner and Sauce Walka (Slaughter)
I better not do no trickin', dick is all I got to offer (Better not)
Baby, this dick ain't free, I'm fuckin' on the plug daughter
We reckless and Wop got it, I'm masked up with that chopper
My **** think I fucked that bitch, ****, I fuck on models (Stop it)
That ho can't see my dick for nothing, nathan, not even nada (At all)
That **** never up in Memphis, that mean that it's no way possible (Nah)
I'm higher than a baby, I done poured up a Mercedes
I spent so much up on this drank, I get high on the daily
Basic, not 24/7, 25/8
I'm chasin' this Perc' with this Black and I'm highway racing (Purple)
You book me for a show, book this chopper, I'm bringin' that Drac' in
Can't take them guns to fifty states (Blrrrd), they going to forty-eight then
The other two states, New York and Cali, got a .380
If I don't got that .380, poke 'em up with that blade then (Draco, blrrrd)
Draco, .300 Blackout, Glock with the flatback (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
5.56s, strap with a jugg to knock your hat back (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Had to pull a move out my personal car, can't get the max back (Get the max)
That was my low-key car, now my low-key is a Hellcat (A 'Cat)
Dissed Nuskie one week, in a couple weeks, we got that get-back (Get whacked)
TRX, Hellcats, Trackhawks (Skrrt, skrrt), and the BP Cadillacs
Lil' kit on everything, no half stepping, got big racks
We gon' knock his shit back, Team Splat get that get back
I just copped a Lamb' truck just to go to the store
In the back seat eating lamb chops (With your ho), getting throat from your ho (Ah ha)
**** drill us, I'ma blam y'all, no hesitation, blow (Blrrrd)
Every time they tried to trail us, we bust a U, then score (Go)
And the BP, it's a RAM truck, the opps ain't even know
I'm 'bout tired of hittin' they block, that's damn near thirteen in a row (That's thirteen in a row)
Seven times out of thirteen, damn near every time we scored
Damn near every time I blowed, ain't never duckin' my taco
Oh, you thought this shit was over? (What?) I ain't even said, "Free Shiesty"
Free Shiesty, I know exactly why **** don't like me (Ha)
If I ain't hit a **** bitch, I'm knowing you done striked it (Shiesty)
Turned a sunny day rainy, we struck his ass with that lightning
I don't give a fuck what venue or what club, I'm getting that pipe in
See blood, I get excited, I seen more blood than Mike Tyson
I seen more blood than a tiger, I sweep shit like Tyson Fury
Step on shit, get shit buried, I put shit up in a hurry
Come outside, boy, you ain't tryna get fucked, you on your period (Come outside, come outside)
Thought this shit was a game 'til he found out BIG30 serious, blrrrd, blrrrd
Them switches, they finish shit in a hurry (In the city)
Must thought I was a rapper, pussy, I'm gettin' shit buried (I'm talkin' 'bout that boy serious)
Written by: Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
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