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Anything
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Anything was released on January 28, 2025 by AMF Music Group as a part of the album Always Move Forward Volume 1
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Release DateJanuary 28, 2025
LabelAMF Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AMF Empire
AMF Empire
Performer
Baby Splat
Baby Splat
Performer
Rell Vert
Rell Vert
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
AMF Empire
AMF Empire
Songwriter
Earl Wallace
Earl Wallace
Songwriter
Semaj Bennett
Semaj Bennett
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Twelvo made this shit bang)
They talkin' shit, but ain't on shit
Let's talk about how they got blitzed
Lil' shorty ran and ain't blow shit
We caught his ass, bounced out with switch
He ran and fell and bust his shit (Goofy)
We took Lil Dre, he ain't on shit
These chopper shells fucked up his whip
He runnin' fast, I'm on his hip
Post on the 4 with Drac' and switch
He tried to spin, got his shit flipped
Don't tote no 9s, we tote four-nicks
Bounced out with Vert and left him drenched (Drench, drench)
Two hundred shots up in the whip
He play, he lay, he gon' get sent
.300 Blackout, made it click (Damn)
The opps outside, it's time to blitz
We hit they block and caught two vics
He hit the ground, I know he pissed (Grrah, grrah)
It's on the Ring, Vert laughed at this (Ahh)
Alright
We catch him lackin', we whack the bitch
He on my side, finna clap the vic'
Got a dirty cup, this Activis
We caught him lackin', he left his bitch
Drop a ticket on him, now they quick to blitz
I'm with Baby Splat, he be drillin' shit (You know that)
Got three fifties, one-fifty clips
Got a 22, finna add a switch
That Draco don't got no kick
Man, you know how my drenchers get
79 my block, we with the shit
Catch an opp, kill him, no innocent
They talkin' shit, but ain't on shit
Let's talk about how they got blitzed
Lil' shorty ran and ain't blow shit
We caught his ass, bounced out with switch
He ran and fell and bust his shit
We took Lil Dre, he ain't on shit
These chopper shells fucked up his whip
He runnin' fast, I'm on his hip
Post on the 4 with Drac' and switch
He tried to spin, got his shit flipped
Don't tote no 9s, we tote four-nicks
Bounced out with Vert and left him drenched
Two hundred shots up in the whip
He play, he lay, he gon' get sent
.300 Blackout, made it click
The opps outside, it's time to blitz
We hit—
Written by: AMF Empire, Earl Wallace, Semaj Bennett
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