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2 Liter
Hip-Hop/Rap
2 Liter was released on October 26, 2024 by 312 CJ as a part of the album That Kid From TX
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Release DateOctober 26, 2024
Label312 CJ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM123

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
312 CJ
312 CJ
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
312 CJ
312 CJ
Lyrics
Cassius Davidson
Cassius Davidson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
danielwsp
danielwsp
Producer

Lyrics

Daniel you made this?
[Hook]
Buy a 2 liter when I get a full pint
F*** 12 we don’t stop for no red light
Bad b**** want d**** told the b**** come and get it
VVS on my neck gon’ head turn off the flash light
Pour me some Hennessy it help me get right
Gen 5 gotta button you know it’s gon’ hit right
My n**** spinning 312 we out all night
I’m fresh than a b**** in my motherf**** G-Nikes
On me GOD just sent his soul to the coffin
We out 312 don’t do no talking (do no talking)
3 gang gon’ tip toe walk em’ (tip toe walk em’)
Then I face me a wood like I never been off it (never been off it)
Good gas having em’ coughing
One n**** got hit in his s**** with a gen for that talking (gen for that talking)
Thotiana really foreign (foreign)
Shaking her hips tryna stunt baby girl that’s boring (baby that’s boring)
[Verse]
Let me tell you a lil’ story
How we be chasing that bread like Dora Explorer (go let’s go)
Hollon yeah we be dem go getters drop a lil’ bag on head we be doing the scoring
In all white, White T Ralph Lauren
Put some more lean in cup double cup I be poring
This exotic strand got me higher in the morning (high in the morning)
Bro having that s*** but the pack looking orange (pack looking orange)
Yeah im finna slide and slide on they block with this Nine im feeling like Rondo (let’s go let’s go)
She tryna come f*** with members we having bread get wet from the hundos (oh yea)
When I’m in that p**** im stabbing and stabbing my n**** I can’t let her run though (on god)
Let me hit up my 10 for P imma flip it this shit have you moving in slow mo’ (in slow mo)
On god
She said she f*** with the style cause I’m hard
Long Live my brudda hell nah we can’t talk
Bout’ yo’ name imma spin yea im tryna walk
Sun down I ain’t trippin hit him with the spark
Ain’t trusting no h**** lil’ b**** give me that too
My diamonds shinning you can’t even talk
Knocked yo’ lil’ brudda he can’t even walk
Pop his top like Trae Young bullets fly like a hawk
[Hook]
Buy a 2 liter when I get a full pint
F*** 12 we don’t stop for no red light
Bad b**** want d**** told the b**** come and get it
VVS on my neck gon’ head turn off the flash light (turn off the flash)
Pour me some Hennessy it help me get right (get right)
Gen 5 gotta button you know it’s gon’ hit right
My n**** spinning 312 we out all night
I’m fresh than a b**** in my motherf**** G-Nikes (my g-nikes)
On me GOD just sent his soul to the coffin
We out 312 don’t do no talking (do no talking lil’ ****)
3 gang gon’ tip toe walk em’ (tip toe walk em’)
Then I face me a wood like I never been off it (never been off it)
Good gas having em’ coughing
One n**** got hit in his s**** with a gen for that talking (gen for that talking)
Thotiana really foreign (really foreign)
Shaking her hips tryna stunt baby girl that’s boring (that’s boring)
Let’s go
Yea
Written by: 312 CJ, Cassius Davidson
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