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INGLEWUUD
Hip-Hop/Rap
INGLEWUUD was released on January 27, 2025 by COBRET as a part of the album INGLEWUUD - Single
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Release DateJanuary 27, 2025
LabelCOBRET
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM146

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeff Eveline
Jeff Eveline
Performer
Tellzzzz
Tellzzzz
Performer
Gaten
Gaten
Performer
3rddd
3rddd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Eveline
Jeff Eveline
Arranger, Composer
Alfred Trimaine Hamilton
Alfred Trimaine Hamilton
Songwriter
Marcus Pierre
Marcus Pierre
Songwriter
Martell Delvon Clark
Martell Delvon Clark
Songwriter
Oluwatobi Badejo
Oluwatobi Badejo
Songwriter
Riccardo Dissegna
Riccardo Dissegna
Composer
Squarehead
Squarehead
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Squarehead
Squarehead
Producer

Lyrics

Haha
Inglewood
Inglewood
Inglewood
Inglewood
Inglewood
Yea
I came out the hood with blicks and shit
Getting rich we still in my dreams
I don't know how these **** you know
Getting money for real you can't make 18 (Yea)
Yea, I push it back
**** get knocked off while I'm recording (Yea)
I know that they know
I was getting rid of them loads
Soon as I started touching this dope
I know some **** getting rich
Out the dope game
**** made a mill off the stove (Yea)
Throw a lil water in that pot
On that dope when shit get low
Now that we holding them drakes and shit
Lil **** for battle we toting, mhm
Swear if he play with this shit
We get rid of his ass
I'm outside, for that ****
I'll put a lil bag on his head
Working my way through these glass bags
This shit, it should ever last
I swear in life I been going hard
I'm doing em bad
Mhm
Working my way through these glass bags
This shit, it should ever last
Mhm, Mhm
I swear in life I been going hard
I'm doing em bad
Mhm, mhm, yea, mhm, mhm
What **** think I am
But shawty I am a major major player
I'm talking about major major boss
You know, I'll make yo lil bitty ass
Look so so small like a small ball that you was
Every time I see a fuck ****
And he popping it
Or I think that to me he popping it
Ima pop it pussy
Fuck wrong with yall ****, yall ****
That's one thing yall **** ain't got
Yall **** ain't got the sauce shawty
You ain't got it cause you all washed up
You know what I'm talm bout
You gotta show me you got the sauce
When you don't even know what that mean
I know the truth
You left me in my life with your friend I don't know
I just paid for this gun, one missed called
Go hardcore
Inglewood
Inglewood
Inglewood
I got a bag full of money
I'm trynna get back on the scene (Yea)
She need an advance on the money
She calling up Jimmy Iovine (Ok)
I'm falling asleep on this shorty
I feel like she laced me with lean (Uh huh)
She give me head when I wanted
You know that's all that I need (That's all that I need)
It's time to go stunt on you ****
It's time to go pull out the coupe (Yea)
It's time to get fresh on you ****
It's time to go pull out my suit (Ok)
I swear that I'm sick of you ****
It's time to go sip on my soup (Yea)
She say that she down for my ****
She swear she part of the crew (Ok)
I'm high like a jet ok
Ain't breaking no sweat no way
She feeling my scent ok
You know that you bad no saint
Huh, no saint, yea, uh huh
Yea, no saint
You left me in my life with your friend I don't know (Ohh)
I just paid for this gun, one missed called
Go hardcore (Go hardcore)
You left me in my life with your friend I don't know
I just paid for this gun, one missed called
Go hardcore (Go hardcore)
Written by: Alfred Trimaine Hamilton, Jeff Eveline, Marcus Pierre, Martell Delvon Clark, Oluwatobi Badejo, Riccardo Dissegna
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