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No Replica
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Replica was released on December 20, 2025 by De Rossi St. Laurent Group as a part of the album No Replica - Single
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Release DateDecember 20, 2025
LabelDe Rossi St. Laurent Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Lyrics

Sparisci dal mio specchio
You bitches pray for peace
I prefer pressure
Watch how I wear it
Like silk, like sin
I said
Now get the fuck out my mirror
Baby I'm the plot twist whispered in the dark
That glass of red he shouldn't sip
That beating in his heart
I'm that slow drawl drippin like Dior on his tongue
He moans maledetta
While I'm loading the gun
Pull up in a G-Wagon
Matte black ghost
Every stare's a confession
And I read 'em the most
Talk slick
I bite back, lace 'round the blade
Got a Chanel 9 temper
And a Birkin for shade
Tell 'em line up then I line 'em with chalk
Your faves copy the walk
But they can't match the talk
I'm the deal he'd die for
The sin he'd relive
Tell your god I'm the reason you still wanna live
No replica, no stand in, no stunt
I'm the blueprint, baby
I don't front, I hunt
I do what I want
I say what I mean
You dress like the boss
I fuck like the queen
High slit, deep grip
Real one, no script
I don't need your opinion
I made my own lips
You could suck my name off the Forbes list slow
But even then, bitch
You'd never come close
Sex like confessionals
Lies in my laugh
I let him pray with his mouth
Down the gold of my path
I'm Dior glossed venom
Prada pump pain
Pussy so persuasive
It should come with a chain
Got your man on his knees
Like a courtroom plea
While his girl scrolls my feed like
Dio, perché io
It's the thighs, it's the voice
It's the nerve, it's the style
It's the fact I make sins look divine when I smile
I'm the whisper in the club that makes silence feel loud
I'm the slow turn head
When I step through the crowd
They don't love me
They fear me and still get obsessed
Cause I'm the only bitch that makes danger look blessed
No replica, no stand in, no stunt
I'm the blueprint, baby
I don't front, I hunt
I do what I want
I say what I mean
You dress like the boss
I fuck like the queen
High slit, deep grip
Real one, no script
I don't need your opinion
I made my own lips
You could suck my name off the Forbes list slow
But even then, bitch
You'd never come close
They don't write about women like me in history books
Troppo cruda
Troppo selvaggia
Troppo indomabile per inginocchiarsi
But baby, I write the stories now
And you
You're just a footnote
You're just a footnote
Written by: Kehlani St. Laurent
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