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##bool
Hip-Hop/Rap
##bool was released on October 31, 2025 by NOTHINGHEAVENSENT as a part of the album intermission
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Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelNOTHINGHEAVENSENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM134

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
blackdrift
blackdrift
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
sohum r
sohum r
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KXNMAN
KXNMAN
Producer

Lyrics

Yo shoutout blackdrift, that's the homie
We got guwop, we shining
Yall ain't got shit on us, fuck it look like?
HVNSENT shit
Yall ain't get it now, but this shit global
We hvnsent!
Stop playing with em'
Intermission
(hvnsent)
Yah yah, yah
Yah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, aye
Bool out for your brother
Bool out when i walk up in that function with that kutta
Bool out when i step up in margielas or them runners
I can't talk to you, no not your sister, not your mother
If I cut you out my life, lil ho you can't do nothing
Why yo' ass still talking shit? Your girl got you like scotty
Made out with your ho while you were gone, can't get back hardly
She just wanna get throwed off of shrooms, or off of Molly
We can't go without it, yeah yeah
Better get with the program
Hoes off adderal, lindsay Lohan
Sometimes, you mix it up with like 4 xans
4 lokos start up the whole plan
Woke up, I feel like a wizard
Shoutout my brothers, witch gang, we twist em
Shit hit like a damn tornado, rip em'
RIP if you think about dissing
Gemini, im a motherfucking air sign
I ain't no Aires, I fuck up the ram now
Big truck, like a lamb, not a ram now
Put em' on cable TV like direct now
Yeah, cause his ass was talking
Sneak in your home alone, Macaulay Culkin
Nobody care 'bout the shit that you dropping
Thought you was part of the clique so we dropped ya
I just got my lick back on a ho
Bool out, take a hit, let's roll
International, can't tell you where I go
Flex up ho, everything is froze
Check up bro, if you wanna score
Cop a mango milk tea, feeling gold
Shit getting messy, still score a goal (woo)
Feel like im Phelps with the gold
You can't tell what you don't know
You don't know what you can't tell
I'm just tryna reup gas like a damn shell
I cook shit up on a Mac, not a damn dell
Why everybody smoke my weed? Gotta pay up for that spliff
Why everybody wanna take my swag? I'm the leader of this shit
I coiled my hair so much motherfuckers thought it locked up
I beat the case no I can't get locked up
I'm the best in my city, nobody else pop up
I'm an LMG compared to these glockas
5'11 but I cover my 6
I'm up on the northside, call it the sticks
In that witch hut, I can't miss
Fail to press me, better run like D1 commits, bitch
Bool out for your brother
Bool out when i walk up in that function with that kutta
Bool out when i step up in margielas or them runners
I can't talk to you, no not your sister, not your mother
If I cut you out my life, lil ho you can't do nothing
W-Why yo' ass still talking shit? Your girl got you like scotty
Made out with your ho while you were gone, can't get back hardly
She just wanna get throwed off of shrooms, or off of Molly
We can't go without it, yeah yeah
Written by: sohum r
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