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Plethora
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Plethora was released on April 9, 2025 by 2601462 Records DK as a part of the album Gov't Cheese
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Release DateApril 9, 2025
Label2601462 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny Traphouse
Benny Traphouse
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damond Marquez Grimes
Damond Marquez Grimes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glaazer
Glaazer
Producer

Lyrics

Steppa, I'ma put her hands behind her back, arrest her, I just threw some elbows, wrestler
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, steppa, I'ma put her hands behind her back, arrest her, yeah
I just threw some elbows, wrestler
This lil' bitch could drive it by herself, tesla
I just put that gas in the hood, pressure
I ain't goin' sad bout no hoe, never
If we talkin' bitches, why I got a plethora
If we talkin' plays, I just made several
Uh, yeah, they say they won't bannon back
I ain't goin' back and forth with **** wearin' fanny packs
We ain't stand in stores, we open shop right where my granny at
**** talkin' hoes like I ain't hand em that
**** talkin' wars like I ain't handle that
Pull up in a turtleneck, feedin' bitches Percocets
I got bitches servin' that, I make **** purchase that
I turn all the hustlers to the customers, **** know it's that
Since I left my bitch, I upped a couple racks, ain't goin' back
Uh, keep her
Uh, **** hit my DM, said he want a feature
Uh, I can't even do it, fuckin' on his BM
Uh, she can't talk right now, her mouth is full of semen
Uh, big dawg, no, I'm not a pitt, I'm a rock waller
I got all my bitches on the leash, this a shock collar
Shout out to my lil' B's, he a op shopper
Shout out to this, this a op dropper
Yeah, uh, uh, steppa
I'ma put her hands behind her back, arrest her
Yeah, I just threw some elbows, wrestler
This lil' bitch could drive it by herself, tesla
I just put that gas in the hood, pressure her
I ain't goin' sad about no hoe, never
If we talkin' bitches, boy, I got a plethora
If we talkin' plays, I just made several
If we talkin' bitches, I done hit them all, no feelings involved
She just sent a text and said I did her wrong, fuckin' dawg
I'ma dick her down and ain't gon' never call
Uh, uh, I'ma turn her on and I'm gon' cut her off
Uh, uh, I just hit a **** with a double cross
Uh, uh, I'ma show these **** how to fuckin' ball
Uh, uh, **** need to fall in some of this sauce
Yeah, I ain't gotta follow, I'm a fuckin' boss
Yeah, uh, steppa
I'ma put her hands behind her back, arrest her
Yeah, I just threw some elbows, Wrestler
All a bitch could drive it by herself, a Tesla
I just put that gas in the hood, pressure
I ain't goin' sad about no hoe, never
If we talkin' bitches, boy, I got a plethora
If we talkin' plays, I just made several
Written by: Damond Marquez Grimes
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