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Forgot
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Forgot was released on February 10, 2023 by Outsider's Estate, Fiction Fake as a part of the album SLAYER SEASON II
album cover
Release DateFebruary 10, 2023
LabelOutsider's Estate, Fiction Fake
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiction Fake
Fiction Fake
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Joseph Brown
Timothy Joseph Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tenno
Tenno
Producer
Nikko Suavé
Nikko Suavé
Engineer

Lyrics

Can't trip about these hoes
Put too much in her mind
I'm eating so damn good, I can't forget I'm on my grind
And most these **** cap, none of these bitches in they lives
And I know for a bitch they want to switch up on the sides
I can't make no mistakes
Gotta watch who I hate
I tell her my life story, she still call me Fiction Fake
But does it really matter?
Got these hoes in a scatter
She trying to call me back but I just know she trying to flatter
Like baby, what's your name?
I'm trippin', I forgot
I can't begin to explain how many hoes I got
She put it on my chest so I put her in a box
I put her on some wok now she trying to take shots
Walk around with a couple bands, I got hundreds
Post right on the 'gram dripped down, boy it's nothing
We coming back again, it's been a long time since December
I know you probably told me but I probably can't remember
Can't trip about these hoes
Put too much in her mind
I'm eating so damn good, I can't forget I'm on my grind
And most these **** cap, none of these bitches in they lives
And I know for a bitch they want to switch up on the sides
I can't make no mistakes
Gotta watch who I hate
I tell her my life story, she still call me Fiction Fake
But does it really matter?
Got these hoes in a scatter
She trying to call me back but I just know she trying to flatter
Like baby, what's your name?
I'm trippin', I forgot
I can't begin to explain how many hoes I got
She put it on my chest so I put her in a box
I put her on some wok now she trying to take shots
I'm not trying to cuddle, trying to have a close encounter
Put it on her tongue, she always want me to be around her
This shit got her running around, the drugs I take be downers
After I hit you know when I pop, I pop without her
And I can't go to second without protection yet
We gon make an OnlyFans then put her in a 'Vette
Money so damn long, my bitch can't give it neck
And she want me to call her back, bitch I'm that **** next
Written by: Timothy Joseph Brown
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