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NEVERMIND
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Hip-Hop/Rap
NEVERMIND was released on November 8, 2024 by The Hip Hop Lab Records / EMPIRE as a part of the album Tronicles
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Release DateNovember 8, 2024
LabelThe Hip Hop Lab Records / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyTron
BabyTron
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BabyTron
BabyTron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
707 Music
Producer
AJ PLAY 2 MUCH
AJ PLAY 2 MUCH
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I got so much Enrgy
Nyah, nyah, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Verse 1]
You better move out the way, DSM, it's the bullies
Nah, bitch, them ain't no fireworks, it's a fully
Pray to God for whoever sees my shotta in a hoodie
I don't think he'll get inducted, how he's living's givin' rookie
I don't think he'll make the Hall of Fame, his numbers don't reflect
Choppa stop him while he talkin', we'll— alright
Choppa stop him while he talkin', we'll punctuate his sentence
A couple thousand'll get you tortured, boy, my cousinnem some grеmlins
Bet that bitch a ten-fifty, she was suckin' by еleven
Bitch was prom queen, now she stuffin', life's depressin'
We some kings, all that talkin' like we won't come buy you peasants
You must love gettin' robbed, this the second time you left it, tighten up
Ask a bitch, do she wanna cry in Claire's or cry in Hutch?
I was on rock bottom, but right now I'm high as fuck
Me and TrDee, we arguing 'bout who got the whitest buffs
Bitch bad, but she skinny, I might have to buy a butt
Super fried, tell a ho it ain't no I in you
2024, these rappers buying time to lie in booths
2024, these rappers tryna fit in, buyin' views
Thinkin' we don't stand on business, till the gang arrived in suits
[Chorus]
Pineapple Fanta two-liter filled with seven lines
If I ripped a rapper off, you'd think this bitch was clementine
Got the big head uppin' blues, you'd think I'm Megamind
Slidin' 'round with a—, nevermind
I was never trippin' 'bout that lil' bitch, she was never mines
You would never know your full potential, you ain't never try
Walk around this bitch just like an ostrich, you ain't never fly
Lil' bro copped a switch around this bitch and thought he'd never die
I wish he would've grew up
I got my blues up way before I blew up
This ain't the new us, they actin' like they knew us
Too many hoes to rent a sprinter, fuck it, grab a school bus
[Verse 2]
I know a spirit floatin' 'round, I'm rollin' up some you, punk
You always ask to use stuff, you always rockin' used stuff
Already signed her titties, this bitch tryna get her boobs fucked
You gon' do, huh, you gon' do what?
Dude the type to have a full clip and only shoot once, tsk
You ain't tryna hit nobody, you ain't tryna, you ain't tryna get no money
You ain't tryna get no money, you should prolly get from 'round me
Shittyboyz, nah, this some real shit, long live $cam, you know?
[Chorus]
Pineapple Fanta two-liter filled with seven lines
If I ripped a rapper off, you'd think this bitch was clementine
Got the big head uppin' blues, you'd think I'm Megamind
Slidin' 'round with a—, nevermind
I was never trippin' 'bout that lil' bitch, she was never mines
You would never know your full potential, you ain't never try
Walk around this bitch just like an ostrich, you ain't never fly
Lil' bro copped a switch around this bitch and thought he'd never die
I wish he would've grew up
I got my blues up way before I blew up
This ain't the new us, they actin' like they knew us
Too many hoes to rent a sprinter, fuck it, grab a school bus
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