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Ketchup
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Ketchup was released on December 12, 2024 by Duetti as a part of the album Geektrap
December 12, 2024
LabelDuetti
LanguageEnglish
BPM139
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Nobody here, look at my left and my right, hand out, gang, huh
I used to trip, but nobody tripped when I was livin' in vein, shit
Uber deliver the pain, yeah, sounds deliver the pain, ayy
Bong, we dip it in wax, ayy, all y'all witnessing fame
All y'all witnessing greatness, I used to look at myself and feel hella pain
Glad I wake up a whole 'nother day, get the bread up a whole 'nother way
Tunnel vision, no ho in my face, money Louie put due on his case
Money kid, I was born in a safe, from the 'Raq, we ain't born in the safe (Damn, ayy)
Livin' my life on the steps, we never had no steps, now we go up
Bad ho turn to a pest, she wanna see my life, she throwin' up
Nobody told me enough was enough, yeah, now that bitch sick of my touch
Gang dependent on me to go up, huh, who in the fuck do I trust?
Why my dawg givin' up? He was just goin' so hard, he don't give a fuck
I never run out of punch, bitch, I rap every day, they sippin' on punch, huh
Nobody told me enough was enough, huh, now that bitch sick of my touch, yeah
Now that bitch sick of my texts, yeah
Never die with your chest up, chest up, yeah (Chest), yeah
Every day it was messed up, messed up, yeah (Mess), huh
In the court, never fess up, fess up, yeah (Fess)
Never wait to get your checks up, never wait, they playin' catch up (Shit)
Brodie layin' in that ketchup, ketchup, yeah (Ketch'), yeah
Every day it was messed up, messed up, yeah (It was messy), huh
In the court, never fess up, fess up, yeah (Never fess)
Never wait to get your checks up, never wait, they playin' catch up
Nobody here, look at my left and my right, hand out, gang, huh
I used to trip, but nobody tripped when I was livin' in vein, shit
Uber deliver the pain, yeah, sounds deliver the pain, ayy
Bong, we dip it in wax, ayy, all y'all witnessing fame
All y'all witnessing greatness, I used to look at myself and feel hella pain
Glad I wake up a whole 'nother day, get the bread up a whole 'nother way
Tunnel vision, no ho in my face, money Louie put due on his case
Money kid, I was born in a safe, from the 'Raq, we ain't born in the safe (Damn, ayy)
Livin' my life on the steps, we never had no steps, now we go up
Bad ho turn to a pest, she wanna see my life, she throwin' up
Nobody told me enough was enough, yeah, now that bitch sick of my touch
Gang dependent on me to go up, huh, who in the fuck do I trust?
Why my dawg givin' up? He was just goin' so hard, he don't give a fuck
I never run out of punch, bitch, I rap every day, they sippin' on punch, huh
Nobody told me enough was enough, huh, now that bitch sick of my touch, yeah
Now that bitch sick of my texts, yeah
Never die with your chest up, chest up, yeah (Chest), yeah
Every day it was messed up, messed up, yeah (Mess), huh
In the court, never fess up, fess up, yeah (Fess)
Never wait to get your checks up, never wait, they playin' catch up (Shit)
Brodie layin' in that ketchup, ketchup, yeah (Ketch'), yeah
Every day it was messed up, messed up, yeah (It was messy), huh
In the court, never fess up, fess up, yeah (Never fess)
Never wait to get your checks up, never wait, they playin' catch up
Written by: Gregory Bozzeli
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