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RAIN CRASH
7,713
Hip-Hop/Rap
RAIN CRASH was released on March 13, 2024 by Artist Partner Group as a part of the album HELL CAN'T SAVE YOU
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Release DateMarch 13, 2024
LabelArtist Partner Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Kia
Baby Kia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Henderson IV
John Henderson IV
Composer
Khari Jahmill Hoard
Khari Jahmill Hoard
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al Isler
Al Isler
Mastering Engineer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Hulk Hendrix
Hulk Hendrix
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Hey, he let his guard down, he got hit
They say he'll die about that bitch
Quickest way to get hit
Told you not to slip
Lil' bro let his guard down, he thinkin' with his dick, yeah
That shit might be wet, but I can't die about no bitch, ten toes
I guess my mouth don't work for crackers, in that room, I will not fold
This lil' bitch fuckin' with my mind, I can't even say the shit I want
[Verse 1]
Can't even breathe, I'm movin' slow
Jumped out my chest, heart on the floor
Be damned, I let 'em catch me
One inside my head, boy, I can't go
Jail system really fucked up, **** out here really dyin'
He knew what he signed up for, don't be mad when his mama cryin'
**** scared, I'm walkin' 'round with two guns, big Blood, got stains
Fell asleep inside this Cadillac, I'm in and out my lane
Three Dracs, one Glock, Maybach, opp block
**** said my name for clout, jump out on Aspen, swing that chop
I will never run, I'm BK, I'm doin' the chasin'
T-Rex, hockey mask with holes, jump out the lake like Jason
Do not think about it, cock that gun back and shoot
Walk down, kill a rat, I don't know what the fuck to do
My head spinnin' in this bitch, I can't even
I can't even stand up, uh
I'm OD geeked, and, and, and
And I'm, I'm finna leave
In that, in that V8, Chrysler
No, no, my fault, that Caddy
[Chorus]
Hey, he let his guard down, he got hit
They say he'll die about that bitch
Quickest way to get hit
Told you not to slip
Lil' bro let his guard down, he thinkin' with his dick, yeah
That shit might be wet, but I can't die about no bitch, ten toes
I guess my mouth don't work for crackers, in that room, I will not fold
This lil' bitch fuckin' with my mind, I can't even say the shit I want
Written by: John Henderson IV, Khari Jahmill Hoard
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