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33
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
33 was released on April 17, 2026 by TRILL4EVER LLC & DC Davinci Music LLC as a part of the album 33 - Single
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Release DateApril 17, 2026
LabelTRILL4EVER LLC & DC Davinci Music LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
C-Trillionaire
C-Trillionaire
Performer
DC DaVinci
DC DaVinci
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Jones
Christopher Jones
Songwriter
Durante Cosby
Durante Cosby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ejah Washington
Ejah Washington
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Kill this shit
Optivision on the track
This ain't your side of town, ****, where you from
If you know what I know, you better keep a gun
I never played in a band, glock gotta drum
And I been stackin' this bread, started with a crumb
If you don't take care of your kids, ****, you a bum
I'm with this freaky bitch, she suck it till it cum
And I'm still trappin, ****, what you want
I got exotic thirty like Patrick Ewing
If you ain't gettin' money, ****, what you doing
I just counted up a fifty with Waun
If the police get behind, I'm fleein, eluding
Every pocket full of green, but I ain't going
Any location I'm at, I turn that bitch into a trap spot
All that gangsta shit you did ain't shit, you a rat now
If you book me for a show, none of my **** get no pat down
Real shooters, splittas, better not even post yo background
Ion een' bust open the seal, I just sell it how it come
I know them M's inchin' in, I can feel it in my palms
So in love with the money, been this way since I was young
I'm from the east side of Decatur, ****, this ain't where you from
This ain't your side of town, ****, where you from
If you know what I know, you better keep a gun
I never played in a band, glock gotta drum
And I been stackin' this bread, started with a crumb
If you don't take care of your kids, ****, you a bum
I'm with this freaky bitch, she suck it till it cum
And I'm still trappin, ****, what you want
I got exotic 33 like Patrick Ewing
We callin' headshots, pull up two two threes
Got 'em dancin' like it's Tictoc
****, where you from? That's your ho, I make her bedrock
She gon' lick, lick, lick the lollipop, I make her lip lock
I been livin' fast, sip slow, smoke out the Ziploc
Big bank roll, yeah I know I gottem pissed off
Tryna finesse the finessa, boy, you gon' get ripped off
Stay on defense, nine no safety, don't get picked off
Always kept it solid, never had a big dog
I really flex up, I really flex up, you these **** all talk
I got shooters in the bitch, ready to air it out
And yeen gotta send the drop, we know you're whereabouts
He went back to where he from, because we ran him out
This ain't your side of town, ****, where you from
If you know what I know, you better keep a gun
I never played in a band, glock gotta drum
And I been stackin' this bread, started with a crumb
If you don't take care of your kids, ****, you a bum
I'm with this freaky bitch, she suck it till it cum
And I'm still trappin, ****, what you want
I got exotic 33 like Patrick Ewing
Written by: Christopher Jones, Durante Cosby
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