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P Who
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Hip-Hop/Rap
P Who was released on April 19, 2024 by Band Diego The Company LLC as a part of the album #DAREALBANDDIEGO
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Release DateApril 19, 2024
LabelBand Diego The Company LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tre'von King
Tre'von King
Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh, yeah, you know what the fuck it is, man, holla at your motherfuckin' guala, man, at
one-eight-hundred guala, man, you know what it is
Uh, we back up in this motherfucka
Uh, **** out here fakin' and shit, we really on it, you feel me
Uh, B-Notes
Faces, holla at me
Gone
All this P this, P that, **** P who?
**** wanna be everybody, ****, be you
You don't get it out that bitch, you say please boo
**** say they chase that bag, not how we do
Pillow talkin' to them bitches, better keep cool
Cause all that sneak dissin' got the team juiced
Internet thugs, they is not no street dudes
Come thru bussin' nooks with my Hebrews
Damn, is all that broke shit worth the hatin'
P Who? ****, that P stand for perpetrating
You the babs on Gman your verse a statement
It can get ugly at any second, first the payments
We in these streets if it's beef fuck that tough talk
The big dogs trippin' **** it's the pups fault
Drive by Rose in that thang I let the slut walk
I seen pops go get a bag and it rubbed off
I don't lie I just cut them the truth
All these facts on the track make **** rush to the Stu
Me and Dib tucked off burn in' chops by the pack
If it ain't about no bands I am not for the rap
Bitches know my M O better drop be a bag
We know your bitch from back then giving top in the Lac
Need to stop with the act, the gang SNOT off the bat
Could've been just like these ****, but I got off my ass
All this P this, P that, **** P who?
**** wanna be everybody, ****, be you
You don't get it out that bitch, you say please boo
**** say they chase that bag, not how we do
Pillow talkin' to them bitches, better keep cool
Cause all that sneak dissin' got the team juiced
Internet thugs, they is not no street dudes
Come thru bussin' nooks with my Hebrews
**** only tough on them songs, that's when they actin' hard
Every time I hear that shit, I get to laughin' hard
We bust nooks, I ain't never did no crackin' cards
I'm the undisputed champ, game on Shannon Sharpe
This shit off the First Take, like I'm Stephen A
To all my family chain gang hope they get free'd today
That ain't the place for real **** they can keep the fake
Next **** try to diss going to Jesus place
You ain't even gang, just a new ****
**** pump faking like they went to school with us
**** wasn't chasing plates and silver spoons with us
Don't need to roll a hundred deep just a few ****
**** say they sending hoes ain't got no toes down
When a **** talk money I hear no sound
**** wanna be the king get your own crown
If you ever see me out bet there dough round, ****
All this P this, P that, **** P who?
**** wanna be everybody, ****, be you
You don't get it out that bitch, you say please boo
**** say they chase that bag, not how we do
Pillow talkin' to them bitches, better keep cool
Cause all that sneak dissin' got the team juiced
Internet thugs, they is not no street dudes
Come thru bussin' nooks with my Hebrews
Written by: Tre'von King
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