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M.G.B.A.A.B
Hip-Hop/Rap
M.G.B.A.A.B was released on March 13, 2026 by MTS Records as a part of the album M.G.B.A.A.B - Single
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Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelMTS Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
tea2frosty
tea2frosty
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Nukes
Travis Nukes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
tea2frosty
tea2frosty
Engineer
ily Ej
ily Ej
Producer

Lyrics

My girl bad as a bitch, My girl bad as a bitch
My girl bad as a bitch, My girl bad as a bitch
My girl bad as a fuck, ARP got kick gone jump
ARP got kick gone jump, ARP got kick gone jump
Yall too broke, can't pay no attention
Shine in the dark, my diamonds is htting
Big ass tes gone beat any hemi
Medieval days, I'm the king of the city
This bad ass bitch just bought her a body
But I'm not a simp, I don't even want it
My **** Fit is simple, but he is not worry about fashion
Got Glock in the pocket
That **** von too trim keep Talking about K5, ****, it move like a rocket
You wanna live, then stop claiming fourfive ****
Them **** is ass just stop it
Been a minute last time I talked about surge
Don't got no bread how the fuck he a burger
He dropped a diss and a **** ain't heard it
He dropped a diss and a **** ain't
Stamp, I came in beamer, I'm ridin' with cole
All of this paper, my pockets too old
How you the plug **** what did you sold
What did you sell
Ain't talking about the lil seat If I see you in traffic, I'll give you the belt
She an angel right now, should've she seen her dumbass in school
****, she goin' to hell what the fuck
My **** They with me, they with me, they with me, they with me
We gotta slide in a truck
My **** gon' tear up the city
The city, the city, they is not givin' a fuck Lil' boy
Better not claim that five, lil boy
Got ur hoe beggin' for follows, boy
Tired of fuckin' on models, boy
Spent five thousand on bottle, boy
Speakin' of which, shoutout steven for getting that shot
That **** Von, been on y'all, just gettin' hip
That **** was just on the block
He ain't my mans, but shout out to Lucy, to Lucy, to Lucy I make the bed rock
Meeting my parents lil baby you outta your mind, instead, you meetin' the Glock
You meetin' the cock, meetin' the block
Just like an Indian, seein' the dot
Why are you claiming the M boy you not
Nike the sponsor, I air out the block
I been that **** way back then, it took me two to three hours to get me some chips
None of y'all **** is locked in
If I catch you stealin, I'm cuttin' your wrist, ****
Written by: Travis Nukes
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