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Thousand Proof
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Thousand Proof was released on November 10, 2024 by Triple06 Entertainment as a part of the album Thousand Proof - Single
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Release DateNovember 10, 2024
LabelTriple06 Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Flores
Jesse Flores
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yah, Yah, Yah, Ok, Ok,
Real vulture music, man
We 'bout to fuck these boys up
Triple 06 shit, you know how I'm coming
Aye, yah
I don't think they were feeling me enough, man
Been really working on my craft, you know I'm sayin'
This shit'll bop
Ayee, ayee
I'll be a thousand cause anyone say they a 'hunnid
No you can't outrun these bullets, but shit you can try and duck em'
Couple ghost glocks, and if we bunched in one car, we up to somethin'
Risk to high to clutch for nothin'
Bounce out foreign gang, we dump shit
Pass up the toolie gang, to traumatized to do assumptions
Side piece said I dissed her on my last song, her ass ain't bluffin'
Powered seats to slow we buggin'
Lay 'em low in case of somethin'
Crash outs don't think repercussions
Bail out gang cause this shit nothin'
To many sport cars in the front street, look like an exotic fleet
We known to bounce out xDrive seven fifties an' the Amg's
.762's no 9 double m's inside this Arp
I can't lie, I'd never put you before money or my artillery
Rag' to riches, young slime' get done business'
Ghost glock got extensions
Rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six, on my ghost I'm dependin'
Life of sinnin', trial and tribulations till I'm up a million
Tony Montana, small circle big checks, this real omerta business
She not no barber, no athlete, still run plays an' line up chops
I had to cut the bitch off, got put to the test, was quick to give up the drops
This shit eat or get ate, come swim with the sharks, be a fish an' you'll get caught
In the hood to stay connected, no internet, but this shi' the Hotspot
This shits not parlay but hit three legs, get paid when three get dropped
She wasn't feelin' that shit, so I fill up her bitch, and now lil' fine shi' hot
Grip on her hip, she said she felt my dick, can't lie this here my glock
No gunsmith, we assemble different kits, all types of different glocks
I'll be a thousand cause anyone say they a 'hunnid
No you can't outrun these bullets, but shit you can try and duck em'
Couple ghost glocks, and if we bunched in one car, we up to somethin'
Risk to high to clutch for nothin'
Bounce out foreign gang, we dump shit
Pass up the toolie gang, to traumatized to do assumptions
Side piece said I dissed her on my last song, her ass ain't bluffin'
Powered seats to slow we buggin'
Lay 'em low in case of somethin'
Crash outs don't think repercussions
Bail out gang cause this shit nothin'
I'll get charged for evasion, 'fore I get booked for a gun
If you see the ghost plates on, with hella heads you better run
Ain't inside this whip for fun
Don't clutch on these guns for none
Better hope you know to duck
Cause these bullets you can't outrun
This lil bitch can't stop bein' a hoe, go get yo' pussy stitched
Pussy boy, made threats, it's on sight, when you see me let it rip
Rule number 1, strip and pat down, you better find you the blick
Gang be quick to step on shit
The jakes behind, then toss the blick
I'll be a thousand cause anyone say they a 'hunnid
No you can't outrun these bullets, but shit you can try and duck em'
Couple ghost glocks, and if we bunched in one car, we up to somethin'
Risk to high to clutch for nothin'
Bounce out foreign gang, we dump shit
Pass up the toolie gang, to traumatized to do assumptions
Side piece said I dissed her on my last song, her ass ain't bluffin'
Powered seats to slow we buggin'
Lay 'em low in case of somethin'
Crash outs don't think repercussions
Bail out gang cause this shit nothin'
Written by: Jesse Flores
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