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300
791
Hip-Hop/Rap
300 was released on May 8, 2026 by BASHFORTHEWORLDLLC as a part of the album Dinero. Dolores y Dios.
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Release DateMay 8, 2026
LabelBASHFORTHEWORLDLLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BashfortheWorld
BashfortheWorld
Vocals
BabyDrill
BabyDrill
Performer
Tommy 2
Tommy 2
Performer
614ASE
614ASE
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BabyDrill
BabyDrill
Lyrics
Tommy 2
Tommy 2
Lyrics
Sebastian Martell
Sebastian Martell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
614ASE
614ASE
Producer

Lyrics

(Baby, give me some cash)
Ay, damn
The only way you make it out the hood, ****, is with a M
That's a million or a murder, better get you one of them
Scootin' up on 24, see my reflection on the rims
I just robbed a **** for no reason, 'cause I felt like jackin' somethin'
Ain't got that Drac', got that damn pterodactyl on
Bitch callin' me daddy, Gucci sandals, Gucci sax alone
Bitch callin' me papi, Gucci hat, Gucci jacket on
I got work from UPS, **** know I got that package on
Street ****, baby, don't ever play me like no rapper, homie
On the crib, we got tenses, all you need is a scroll
When you hit it, make it noble, is it clean? Is it raw?
For 48, know these **** ain't never seen what I saw
Hit a block, leave it blooded, like a scene off a song
Ay, 'migo, I played the bench before I ever touched the ball
This shit be moving fast before I walked, I had to crawl
Ay, that's what the fuck you hear when the gangstas comin'
Ain't got no food in the kitchen, but I'm bakin' somethin'
Like a newborn baby, I had to spank me somethin'
If I ain't got that Glock, bitch, I'm shankin' somethin'
Two yellin' king of the hill, like on Hank or something
Turn on, hop out with skill, throwin' his face, they say drill comin'
In hell when you beat your body, you come back home with a street diploma (on gang)
Yeah, Santana, base color
Bro out there one spot with bricks, like he's in the back tryna build somethin'
I'm from the hood with your mom, your bitch, fuck around, and you can just live longer
Nickname the bat, Red Bull, missin' fly, straight to your door number
Rear boogie, your wings
I got rich cuttin' model with free loan
Mr. Tech, **** chain like Deebo
Put a button on Glock, bitch, John went back to the stick, set it off like Cleo
Ain't no touchin' the blue like Rio
I go VVs on a broke bitch
I go BB like the barbers, frontline shooter, fuck a drop pit
Damn
The only way you make it out the hood, ****, is with a M
That's a million or a murder, better get you one of them
Scootin' up on 24, see my reflection on the rims
I just robbed a **** for no reason, 'cause I felt like jackin' somethin'
Ain't got that Drac', got that damn pterodactyl on
Bitch callin' me daddy, Gucci sandals, Gucci sax alone
Bitch callin' me papi, Gucci hat, Gucci jacket on
I got work-
Written by: BabyDrill, Sebastian Martell, Tommy 2
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