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For Us
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Hip-Hop/Rap
For Us was released on September 26, 2025 by 1400 as a part of the album Don’t Do That
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2025
Label1400
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cory1400
Cory1400
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
j.Dub
j.Dub
Lyrics
Sunoe
Sunoe
Lyrics
Cory1400
Cory1400
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaiah 22
Isaiah 22
Producer

Lyrics

On some rundown shit
Put my diamonds on my neck, make shorty come down quick
Scoring 6 like its touchdown shit
I'm the boss of my record label, I run my own shit
Better watch for who you come down with
He a demon in them pads, put your son down quick
Hit a **** watch him drop like the sun went down quick
**** play bomb **** like it's trump dialed quick
And he exploring her
She was born here, how the fuck she want foreign car?
Body count too high, she should be a coroner
She be in the function every night she steady pouring up
Asking Brody who the fuck is that? like we touring 'em
Shorty pill high, I don't see 'еm over soaring her
We got rеal shooters, can't nobody keep they score with us
Open up the door for us, come and pour up more for us
You know she a hoe, when she wanna go to Florida for spring break
No, I could never take a treesha to steak 48
No, I can't shoot a used ball take it straight out the case
Bro you could buy something for her if she kick you the chase
Can't be posting where you at if you stick in the place
Burning bitch open up her legs I got hit with the mace
I don't care what Tyga said you can't get you a taste
Shorty wanna kiss me when you let **** split in your face
Dub
Ain't the type to give out hugs
You let 50 **** fuck now you coming to me for love
This ain't WWE I'll be going in with a glove
I will never ever beef with a **** over a smut
Not even over a girl
But certainly for my wife
I'm knowing she got the cake, if you touch it you getting sliced
When I head crack with four, five, six, it wasn't dice
I heard **** talk a lot of shit I kick back take it light
And he exploring her
She was born here, how the fuck she want foreign car?
Body count too high, she should be a coroner
She be in the function every night, she steady pouring up
Asking Brody, who the fuck is that? like we touring 'em
Shorty pill high, I don't see 'em over soaring her
We got real shooters, can't nobody keep they score with us
Open up the door for us, come and pour up more for us
Huh
Can't nobody keep they score with me
Can't nobody keep they score with me
1400 we on top
Huh
Can't nobody keep they score
Woah, Yea
Woah, Yea
Huh, Yea
Written by: Cory1400, Sunoe, j.Dub
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