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Race (Live)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Race (Live) was released on October 31, 2024 by Differ.ENT as a part of the album You Only Live Once - EP
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Release DateOctober 31, 2024
LabelDiffer.ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jalen Evans
Jalen Evans
Songwriter
Jonathan Olivo
Jonathan Olivo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Racks for racks and bands for bands
Racks for racks and bands for bands
Bottles for bottles and friends for friends
Its Prada
Cause I go racks for racks and bands for bands
I see shawty she Tryna meet me
Cause I go bottles for bottles and friends for friends
(Yeah, cause **** Tryna be me)
Hop in a jet, come to my place
Damn look, I need a new bae
Fuck a Rari, let's hop in a Wraith
Let's race you **** side out of my lane
But are y'all really feeling me
(Yeah)
But these drugs, is really fucking killing me
(Yeah)
She a diva, I think I really need her
Taking these drugs too much, I think I really see her
Don't pass me a puff, you a snitch
Tucking the Uzi, it came with a switch
1920, he is ducking like a bitch inside
I took his bitch, she put my dick inside ha
Run with gang, got **** inside huh
Cause I go racks for racks and bands for bands
Cause I go bottle for bottle and friend for friends
But I know, you never checked up on me
Now I'm getting money, now y'all bitches looking for me
Racks and racks on me
Smoking shit, getting me dead
Like, I'm with money, I can't brag
Y'all **** lame, y'all **** just mad
Y'all **** lame, y'all **** just trash
I took a break, now **** just mad
Y'all **** tripping', I'm Tryna get it bag
Y'all got no Opps, y'all making' me mad
Yeah
Cause I go racks for racks and bands for bands
I see shawty she Tryna meet me
Cause I go bottles for bottles and friends for friends
(Yeah, cause **** Tryna be me)
Hop in a jet, come to my place
Damn look, I need a new bae
Fuck a Rari, let's hop in a Wraith
Let's race you **** side out of my lane
Driving foreign shit, it's fast
(AiRight, look to fast)
I want to race right now, ain't coming in last
Every time I see you, it's like a blast from the past
I'm feening for a rush, got me 80 on the dash
If he talking bands, yeah, I those
You a Opp, Bitch, I pop those
Feel like Tom Brady, throwing bullets **** you can't stop those
Feel like I'm ahead of my time
Don't take on me like I'll be fine
I sip drink like half a lime
I think I'm balling in my prime
Cause I get bag for bag, feeling richer
And you bitch, bad for bad, smoke him like a swisher
And don't get saddened, just because you miss her
It's not my fault that you couldn't listen
Cause I go racks for racks and bands for bands
I see shawty she Tryna meet me
Cause I go bottles for bottles and friends for friends
(Yeah, cause **** Tryna be me)
Hop in a jet, come to my place
Damn look, I need a new bae
Fuck a Rari, let's hop in a Wraith
Let's race you **** side out of my lane
Written by: Jalen Evans, Jonathan Olivo
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