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Sing Along
R&B/Soul
Sing Along was released on May 16, 2025 by Push Tha Culture Records as a part of the album Late Night Drive, Vol. 3
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Release DateMay 16, 2025
LabelPush Tha Culture Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kaynine Da G.A.W.D.
Kaynine Da G.A.W.D.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendall Williams
Kendall Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Onismus
Onismus
Producer

Lyrics

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
At the tone, please record your message
When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options
Kaynine, stop motherfuckin' playin' with me
I know you at the studio with one of them bitches
And I know your **** be bringin' bitches to the studio
And I know you talk to one of them hoes
You know what, matter of fact, I'm on my motherfuckin' way
And when I get there, them hoes better be gone
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah, uh-uh-uh-uh, you, yeah
You swear that I got all of these hoes, I'd rather be home with you
You always wanna blow up my phone like you ain't got shit to do
You always tell me right, my wrongs, you should do yours too
Any time I tell you that it seems to change the mood
Oh, baby, don't you get me wrong
No, I can't talk to you for long
I put my feelings in these songs
You never wanna listen till you get to sing along
Sing along when I say
Say if you love me or hate me, I promise these pedals ain't pickin' themselves, no, way
Baby, I get what you want, and I promise them gifts wasn't buyin' themselves, no, way
But it ain't all bad, I still love your dog ass
Tell me why would I go cheat on you, uh-uh
Fuck it
Since you think that I'm cheatin, I'll do it for real
Girl, you know you be trippin' like, what is your deal
When I'm blackin, out on you don't tell me to chill, like
Boy, you be doin' too much
Girl, you knew how that shit was gon' go from the jump
But when I'm in the stu, you be up in the club
While you sippin' on Don, you smokin' your blunt
But still, I get a ring, ring, ring
Messages go ding, ding, ding
Why you blowin' my phone up
You be actin' like a **** won't pull up
And my heart froze up
You can't tell me who's the cold one
Stop it
Told you that I was done with your nonsense
Fuck that tea that you got, you can't clock this
Tellin' your family that we steady locked in
But still
You swear that I got all of these hoes, I'd rather be home with you
You always wanna blow up my phone like you ain't got shit to do
You always tell me right, my wrongs
You should do yours, too
Anytime I tell you that it seems to change, the mood
Baby, don't you get me wrong
No, I can't talk to you for long
I put my feelings in this song
You never wanna listen till you get to sing along
Sing along when I say
Written by: Kendall Williams
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