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Aisle 3
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Aisle 3 was released on February 10, 2025 by SHHGANGENT / OKG Delo as a part of the album Aisle 3 - Single
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2025
LabelSHHGANGENT / OKG Delo
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
OKG Delo
OKG Delo
Performer
Shhini
Shhini
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylano Williams
Dylano Williams
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(JPR got that fuckin' fire)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
****, no auto
I need me some bricks of soft
You ain't no boss if you took no loss
I'm on the Jane, try eat like Tubby
Phone line ring, it's the fiends for the munchies
Let the Glock rip if a **** try touch me
She eatin' the dick if she tell me she hungry
You know I risk it all for the money
Band for the kicks, couple bands for the hoodie
Grown men, they pissed, they mad, we lit
Flood his whip then switch the fit
Call Upty, he gon' do you in?
And we don't care 'bout who you is
Get smoked up like a hookah stick
Real slimy dude, I can get you gone by noon (SLATT)
Came a long way from sharing them tools
Gen5, everything brand new
I'm clipping her up, I don't need a room
She asking my name, I'm telling her Shh
I know you see the last boy on the news
They put him in a deep fryer, started sizzling
Hearing bad as Hoy starts snitching
Free all my killers and free all the henchmen
She don't go to church, but she praise me like the reverend
She on her knees repenting (Freaky)
Can't find you, I'm going for your brethrens
I've been doing my hands on this G27
On my block, they call me Young Legend
I pop these Perkys to ease the stressin'
You think he's strong, you think he got heart
But these bullets gon' bench press him
We sling guns like Red Dead
Welcome to the wild, wild West End
On my block, better watch him for your best friend
When they slime you, you won't see it comin'
Ran into the boys, they let off a dozen
I know he mad that he lost his cousin
Last year, done spend like a hundred
The bunk bed kickin', my lungs can't function
He dyin' slow, he got found in a dungeon
They pray on my downfall, wanna see me under
Spinnin' around all around the clock
Who gon' be there when they let off shots?
You know it's bling when it's hard as a rock (Bling)
I need me some bricks of soft
You ain't no boss if you took no loss
I'm on the Jane, try eat like Tubby
Phone line ring, it's the fiends for the munchies
Let the Glock rip if a **** try touch me
She eatin' the dick if she tell me she hungry
You know I risk it all for the money
Band for the kicks, couple bands for the hoodie
Grown men, they pissed, they mad, we lit
Flood his whip then switch the fit
Call Upty, he gon' do you in?
And we don't care 'bout who you is
Get smoked up like a hookah stick
Written by: Dylano Williams
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