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2025<3
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Hip-Hop/Rap
2025<3 was released on January 10, 2025 by 1OAK ENTERTAINMENT as a part of the album 2025<3 - Single
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Release DateJanuary 10, 2025
Label1OAK ENTERTAINMENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alberto Hernandez
Alberto Hernandez
Songwriter
Antonio Franco
Antonio Franco
Songwriter

Lyrics

My hoe keep on trippin' off substance My hoe keep on trippin' off substance
My hoe keep on trippin' off substance If I take ya bitch, they gon' cancel me
My diamonds they shinin they dance on me
I got stuck in the trap, they can't handle me
Man I told ya lil hoe get ya hands off me
Woah, woah, I walk in that bitch, and I'm fludded
Said I'm tempted to shoot it, I'm clutchin
I said, turn down the music, it's rubbish
Woah, 2025, boy we hitting a lick
Yeah, 2025, I need a crib with a beach front
2025, boy, I don't needa reup
Yeah, Ima keep sippin' till I get me a lean gut
Yeah, I already told your lil' hoe we ain't linkin
Said ya trap movin slow, boy, you better get linked in
Say, you tryna rob me, what the fuck was you thinkin'
Yeah, you better think twice, I'ma blam without blinking
Hit the store and I'm spending
Off of the substance, hurt my appendix
Run up on me, you get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
I just dropped the top boy I hit every type of hoe
Bitch, said she horny man she look like a rhino woah
Said, I like the way you look, im standin' behind the hoe
Said, I'm sorry, Jesus, but I'm not feelin' righteous, woah
Bitch, close your eyes, cause I might have to fire the pole
Bitch, ain't wanna suck, so I had to go fire the hoe
Chill, how many racks I had spent on these bitches
Bitch, you a rat like Sergio kitchens, Cheeseburger emojis with a couple of chickens
Chill, whatever the fuck that mean
Chill, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
2025, man, we shop for all kinda clothes
Said, 2025, man, we smokin' all kinda bowls
Pussy kinda fye, I might hop in it cannonball
Watch how a motherfucka turn to a Cannibal
Woah, woah, I walk in that bitch, and I'm fludded
Said I'm tempted to shoot it, I'm clutchin
I said, turn down the music, it's rubbish
Woah, 2025, boy we hitting a lick
Yeah, 2025, I need a crib with a beach front
2025, boy, I don't needa reup
Yeah, Ima keep sippin' till I get me a lean gut
Yeah, I already told your lil' hoe we ain't linkin
Said ya trap movin slow, boy, you better get linked in
Say, you tryna rob me, what the fuck was you thinkin'
Yeah, you better think twice, I'ma blam without blinking
Hit the store and I'm spending
Off of the substance, hurt my appendix
Run up on me, you get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
Get hit with like 10 sticks
Written by: Alberto Hernandez, Antonio Franco
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