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Ehh
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ehh was released on April 12, 2019 by X-Fam Recordings as a part of the album Ehh - Single
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Release DateApril 12, 2019
LabelX-Fam Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
X The Kid
X The Kid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clinton Grover
Clinton Grover
Songwriter
Terrell Webb
Terrell Webb
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrell Webb
Terrell Webb
Producer

Lyrics

**** who you think you are? A prophet or some shit?
All yo ass worried about is making a profit off some shit
You don’t give a fuck unless yo ass can benefit off it
**** claiming they a saint, knock it off with the nonsense
Did you do it on your own if I’m the one with the blueprint?
Make moves like the kid saying they “killing this music”
**** please, sit down. bitch I created yo sound when I was playin around
Now tell me who runs the town?
I gave you **** the ground and told y’all asses to build
I’m proud of the progress and trust man I’m peeping the skills
But look it’s more to this shit than spitting saying you ill
Cause if you can’t keep it real then why the fuck are you here?
Why the fuck are you here?
When that punchline hit I grin ear to ear
I’m on cloud nine like I had a nimbus near
But this gas stay loud bitch clear the air
Okay
I can solve ya problems baby
Yo **** trippin then just curve him till tomorrow maybe
We can go be super lazy
We can go get extra crazy
Everything is really gravy, no potatoes
She acting like she wit it
Is you wit it? girl then say so
I had to switch the flow up, let’s roll up, let’s get the queso, the pesos
Like “Ayo, my ****, bro it’s time ride”
Flying down 980 pushing 95
If 12 pull up ****whoop whoop**** with the work inside, then fuck it **** we eating, tonight we outta of our minds
You look surprised at how i’m spittin
Ever looked in my eyes?
Cause all that buddy buddy shit is finna end ain’t no lies
Okay
Bitch I’m yo enemy ****
Stop being friendly lil ****
Chase a bag, why you worried about me
Get sum cash, why you worried about me
Matter fact since you worried about me
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
Dirty 11’s on they necks these **** want me to let up
But these hoes like Mjolnir and I’m feeling pretentious
All these **** pretenders, like professional extras they be standing around just acting up for the camera
Couple of you **** pussy mama ain’t raise no bitch
Lot of y’all talk about guns cause you scared to get hit
Lot of y’all talkwit y’all thunbs cause you know you can’t spit
And I’m supposed to be “the nerd” **** are you wit the shits?
You say yes, but you stuttering bitch
Did something happen during the break that a young **** missed?
Cause it’s a lot of new faces in the game that can spit but you only inspired when you think you got dissed?
Shit, if the shoe fit then wear that stank bitch
Watch em fold under pressure and snap like toothpicks
From the Nine3six I been done did this
Now watch me go and get a bag way fatter than St. Nick’s ****
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t fuck with -
Written by: Clinton Grover, Terrell Webb
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