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mvp
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Hip-Hop/Rap
mvp was released on March 30, 2025 by THE TICKET. FOREVER. as a part of the album mvp - Single
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Release DateMarch 30, 2025
LabelTHE TICKET. FOREVER.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nosaint
Nosaint
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nosaint
Nosaint
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris
Chris
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah (Hmm), huh, huh (Hmm)
Brand-new Raf, brand-new Undercover for my bitch (Slatt, slatt)
Huh, money talk, and y'all **** not sayin' shit (Boop-boop), yeah
I don't give a fuck, I cross a **** out the list (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Headshot, we gon' knock a **** in his shit
He thought I was dead, I'ma show him his death (I'ma show him his death)
Got VV's and stones on my neck
I crush up the ice, this shit cost your rent, yeah
These lil' **** don't know how to score
They sendin' them shots, they sendin' them bricks (They sendin' them bricks)
I'm fuckin' on a opp baby mama, while that **** servin' in the pen, yeah (Damn)
My brother poured up, this some holy water, just to wash away all his sins
Ride with a baby Draco, like it's Aubrey, ****, I'ma pull up on you with the men (Ah)
I can't give this ho my heart, I'm hidin' this shit, way behind the tents
Shawty wanna be apart of the gang, no, she not ready, I can't let her in
I slide on my ****, my brothers, uh, what the fuck is a friend?
You know that I got you covered, I'ma be right here in the end
Rollin' that shit in the front, oh yeah, this be the exotic shit
Lil' baby I cannot fumble, yeah, bitch, I'm the MVP
Told my brother, "Keep ya head up, you too worried 'bout a bitch, you just gotta get your bread up, before you find you a bitch"
I'm just tryna get my leg up in this life shit
Ride 'round town, I keep that leg tucked for the right **** (What?)
Boy, I seen the light, I grabbed that, boy, I took my chance, yeah
Boy, I would jump off the bridge with my friends before I trust a thot, yeah
I could show a **** how to live and how to go work that block, yeah
I could show a **** how to grind for this shit and go and stack they knots, huh
Yeah (Hmm), huh, huh (Hmm)
Brand-new Raf, brand-new Undercover for my bitch (Ah, oh)
Check, money talk, and y'all **** not sayin' shit (They not sayin' shit, yeah), yeah
I don't give a fuck, I cross a **** out the list (Cross him out the list, boy), yeah
Headshot, we gon' knock a **** in his shit
He thought I was dead, I'ma show him his death (I'ma show him his death)
Got VV's and stones on my neck
I crush up the ice, this shit cost your rent, yeah (This shit cost your rent)
These lil' **** don't know how to score
They sendin' them shots, they sendin' them bricks (They sendin' them bricks)
I'm fuckin' on a opp baby mama, while that **** servin' in the pen, yeah
My brother poured up, this some holy water, just to wash away all his sins
Ride with a baby Draco, like it's Aubrey, ****, I'ma pull up on you with the men (Slatt)
I can't give this ho my heart, I'm hidin' this shit, way behind the tents
Shawty wanna be apart of the gang, no, she not ready, I can't let her in
I slide on my ****, my brothers (Brothers), uh, what the fuck is a friend?
You know that I got you covered (Oh), I'ma be right here in the end
Rollin' that shit in the front, oh yeah, this be the exotic shit
Lil' baby I cannot fumble (Oh), yeah, bitch, I'm the MVP
Written by: NOSAINT NOSAINT
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