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No Data 4 That
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Data 4 That was released on April 30, 2026 by bekaones as a part of the album No Data 4 That - Single
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Release DateApril 30, 2026
Labelbekaones
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bekaones
Bekaones
Rap, Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jakeb nolan
Jakeb nolan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bekaones
Bekaones
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Doin ot
Just tryna get pappers
My opps all frauds
Yea tell em im waiting
Just got a dog lahd
Up in that Mmm
Now im parnoid im gonna
Get raided
Tapped on hes brains
Yea He know i aint playing lahd
Stay in ya lane
Get put in ya place
Felt little big
When he spat at my mum
To i came in side
N sat him with a blade
Yea i grew up in pain
Nah we same
Mums on reds been at it for days
Yea one ran off
Yea one got …
Tell ya bro come back
Yeah ill give him a taste
Tell em get back
Fk beefin with kids lahd
Seen me outside
N they didnt do shit
Court one in the Mm
Got put in a trip
Court one from the seven
Got put a splif
No beefing on nets
No data for that
Made money off phones
To phones got tapped
Tellin my sis
We was closs growing up
Keep playing with rats
Going make u a rat
Yea Breds on road
Told bro go get it bra
Got him in the Mm
Didnt care about witness
Only rap hard
No cap cuz iv lived it
Spat at my mum
So i sat him with a kitchen
I make there head bop
Like shits got taste
Had thing in a hottie
Every body give way
Yea free up my bro bra
Shit aint the same
Rather kick it with bums
No kicking with snakes
Put on for west
Yea i make that herd bra
Aim for stars
Really came from dirt
Told little bro gotta know ya worth
Dont trust no bitch bra
U might get hurt
Rappers are wack
Can see thre eyes lahd
Yea i was in the trap
Really smoking eye
Told her i love her
She saying it back
Baby girl dont lie enargy dont lie
Yeah i pray some gronk
Try stair up my pot bra
Back out my blade n swing it
Like wallace
Fk doin fts for free
Bra sorry
If ya want top shelf lahd
Pay top dollars
My opps R all bums
Aint makimg no bred
Nah that beef aint dead
To i put him to bed
Tellin my nepfew shits not far
Went to stab up hes dad
But that bitch boy ran
Grew up in dirt
Really came from mud bra
Heads still fkd
From the day she past
Didnt need keys
It Was push to start
Yea ftp free yllz from the yard
These rappers are wack
Can see thro mask bra
Still paint walls
To the shit drips hard
Boy kb yea ill do it again
My opps r all kids
That make me laugh
Still in streets
To the mop goes dry bra
The day she died
Really wished i died
Im Tired fighting done being nice
Really swung my blade
Like three four times
Tell tell chase still waiting on pizza
Catch me in wheels
I aint playing no Ffa
Tellin my pop bra shits not eetswa
When nan was alive
Herd u argh
Caps to much
Shouldv stuck to boxing
Cat showed up
N my broski robbed him
Grew up in housos
Sleepin with rochers
Foods gone off bra
Fridge gone rotten
Addicted to cash
Now cash be problems
Shuting down venues
Bringin in poscas
Put me on stage
That bitch gone froth it
Put me on stage
That bitch gone
Written by: Jakeb nolan
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