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Forget U
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Forget U was released on July 28, 2022 by New 11 Records as a part of the album Pilot
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AlbumPilot
Release DateJuly 28, 2022
LabelNew 11 Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KillBunk
KillBunk
Performer
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Timmons
Jacob Timmons
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
[Chorus]
Everyone switchin', I guess it make sense when you in this position
Chopper firin', ain't missin', the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me trippin', my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sippin'? I'm thinkin' 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam? These days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart, she left a ripple, but it don't matter, peep the numbers, they tripled, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Verse 1]
Guess I forget you, you mad as fuck
You wonder why I don't get you
You tweakin' 'bout shit in the past 'cause I let you
You said you would fuck on the gang, bitch, I bet you would
I'm doin' shit that you wish you could
**** want beef, bitch, I wish you would
Pull up on me with that chopper, homie
We gon' pop your homie, that's another one
Another one down, yeah, another one down, down, down
Yeah, I'm racin' to dump that bitch
Bustin' 'em rounds, yeah, we be bustin' 'em round, round, rounds
Send me the addy, we'll do that bitch
**** talk down, I put a shot in his crown, crown, crown
Uppin' my shot, I'm gon' shoot that bitch
Why you around? These lil' **** really be clown, clown, clowns
You **** fake and you ain't on shit
[Chorus]
Everyone switchin', I guess it make sense when you in this position
Chopper firin', ain't missin', the difference between us, I ain't lose my vision
Off a tab got me trippin', my demons start telling me they on a mission
What the fuck I been sippin'? I'm thinkin' 'bout shit in the past like I miss it, damn
Why the fuck I'm in my mental, fam? These days don't really be simple, fam
In my heart, she left a ripple, but it don't matter, peep the numbers, they tripled, damn
I don't got no fucking answers, yeah, bitch, you said you need a tissue, yeah
Really mad that I don't miss you, damn, sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Outro]
Sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
[Instrumental]
Sorry, baby, I forget you, yeah
Written by: Jacob Timmons
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