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Squabble N Rap
19,385
Hip-Hop/Rap
Squabble N Rap was released on January 16, 2023 by Banditdamack / Thizzler On The Roof as a part of the album Squabble N Rap - Single
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Release DateJanuary 16, 2023
LabelBanditdamack / Thizzler On The Roof
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryce King
Bryce King
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce King
Bryce King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryce King
Bryce King
Executive Producer

Lyrics

**** bitches choosing 'cause we poppin' now
Get up out your feelings and kill it with all that talking loud
That boy ain't active he rappin' about shit he not about
Ain't shooting from no seat bounce out on feet, I'm tryna walk him down (Cyoung on the beat)
I ain't playing 'bout my chicken, where my money bitch?
Jesus is my witness, you get flipped for doing funny shit
That last skit I can't even rap about what we did
Man down, man down, it's a messy murder on 25th
See a opp and get to poppin' that's all for the bag
Said he took a trip through 25th but I'm calling it cap
Ain't earned that cape behind his name, I ain't calling him that
Ain't really shit to do up in the pen, just squabble n rap
My brother died, when we catch those suckers, we shooting 'em
This **** just don't listen, mama don't know what to do with him
Remember they were saying, "Fuck Bandit, no, I ain't cool with him"
And now they like, "I know Bandit, I went to school with him"
I be ducking from the police and moving on the low-key 'cause everybody know me
The first skit I ever did, I ain't get no sleep
Same bitches in my DMs them bitches that used to ghost me
Ay, suckers they hiding shit, it's 'bout time
Let's wiggle to the southside and leave a **** outlined
I get it cracking on makin' I'm really 'bout mines
Got 30 in a 40 just praying somebody outside
We see a sucker, we gon' pop shots
You never hit a opp block, you folded when you got caught
The streets is cold, I keep a heater when it's not hot
The suckers want my head just like Buddha said, I'm a Top vibe
They think them diss finna hurt me
They homies in the dirt deep, lil' mama tryna slurp me
You doing shit a **** did when I was 13
Bounce out with a hoodie and do my boogie on 1st street
Any **** wanna squabble can fight the stick
Gave the bitch a hug and grabbed her ass I'on like to kiss
I risk it all up for the benjis, my life is his
Your homie died sliding for you, would you slide for him?
Lil Bad bitch she throw good and she fine and shit
Free TC, that on hood, bitch, what's mine is his
It's all good in the hood every night with Crips
Got put on to smoke wood he don't slide for shit
It's five mags and nine straps, better hide the kids
We park up and bounce out Ion slide to miss
You go down in the ground where the fighters is
He just cry and don't slide, it's just life for him
Lil' freak bitch, she eat dick and she nice and thick
If you bad and get cash, you my type of bitch
And we got switches for lil' bitches who like to snitch
Ain't clutch a pole to fight? You gon' lose your life for a flying fish
See a opp and get to poppin' that's all for the bag
Said he took a trip through 25th but I'm calling it cap
Ain't earned that cape behind his name, I ain't calling him that
Ain't really shit to do up in the pen, just squabble n rap
My brother died, when we catch those suckers we shooting 'em
This **** just don't listen mama don't know what to do with him
Remember they were saying, "Fuck Bandit, no, I ain't cool with him"
And now they like, "I know Bandit, I went to school with him"
I be ducking from the police and moving on the low-key 'cause everybody know me
The first skit I ever did, I ain't get no sleep
Same bitches in my DMs, them bitches that used to ghost me
Ay, suckers they hiding shit, it's 'bout time
Let's wiggle to the southside and leave a **** outlined
I get it cracking on makin' I'm really 'bout mines
Got 30 in a 40 just praying somebody outside
Written by: Bryce King
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