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Snow Flows
Hip-Hop/Rap
Snow Flows was released on April 11, 2025 by 5607226 Records DK2 as a part of the album Last Of Bandlab
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Release DateApril 11, 2025
Label5607226 Records DK2
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jayco
Jayco
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Morris
Caleb Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jayco
Jayco
Producer

Lyrics

Get out the house you broke **** go make you some bread
All of this money to get in the world and yo ass is still in the bed
Y'all **** speak on the business and that shit be different y'all gotta chill out bein' fed
Hoe out here trippin' she say I ain't textin' her back so she tryna chop off the dreads
A **** like me too smooth with the hoes a **** like me can't get caught
You pay for the bitch she lettin me hit it for free the n***a just tweakin' that's his fault
I told the ho you can leave cause she tryna argue I don't give a fuck if she pissed off
**** out here talkin' crazy just mad cause I'm fuckin' his bitch raw
I might be tweakin for fuckin' her with no protection I should've just put me a condom on
Walk in the door and she grabbin' my shit
Man I'm already knowin' what time you on
Too much respect for myself to go buy me a bitch I'ma kill myself before I buy me one
We got this bitch in the club with Don on her head I promise she gon' have a lot of fun
Yeah, ****, she safe with the gang
Ain't fuckin' with you cause you know you a lame
Official you know I be comin' straight through for the clutch n***a fuck around, callin' me Dame
All of us tryna get paper and yo ass just sit on your back man this shit ain't a game
That hoe be cheatin you keep on takin' her back you thinkin' she makin' a change
She not, ****, that hoe been a thot
You pussy I heard you got bucked for ya Glock
I know she ain't texting you back she busy right now she eatin' up dick in the spot
I ain't gon' play with the hoe
I get my nut then I gotta go get the fuck on I ain't finna lay with the hoe
And I'm definitely not finna stay with the hoe
Come on
That **** said that its smoke then I swear that we pushin' right on it
Yeah, you know we love clashin' them heads
I never been scared to get up with opponents
**** be payin' the bills for the bitch in the crib my ****, you don't even own it
I fucked her ain't want her to stay but she gave up the brain so I'm takin' that shit as a bonus
Yeah, **** you know I ain't hiding
You tryna find me you know that I'm outside
Yeah, these **** know that I come from the east but I still might post up on the south side
Know I can't trip boutta hoe that be goin I promise to God that she not mine
Bitches be havin' the acne and tryna use makeup like stop it you know you just not fine
Get out the house you broke **** go make you some bread
All of this money to get in the world and yo ass is still in the bed
Y'all **** speak on the business and that shit be different y'all gotta chill out bein' fed
Hoe out here trippin', she say I ain't textin' her back so she tryna chop off the dreads
A **** like me too smooth with the hoes a **** like me can't get caught
You pay for the bitch, she lettin me hit it for free the **** just tweakin' that's his fault
I told the ho you can leave cause she tryna argue I don't give a fuck if she pissed off
**** out here talkin' crazy just mad cause I'm fuckin' his bitch raw
Written by: Caleb Morris
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