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Drank Coma
2,124
Hip-Hop/Rap
Drank Coma was released on September 17, 2024 by Streameum Entertainment as a part of the album AK vs Everybody (Deluxe)
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Release DateSeptember 17, 2024
LabelStreameum Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AK Bandamont
AK Bandamont
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kapone James
Kapone James
Songwriter

Lyrics

Huh, my face numb while she was lickin' on me
I just left the Morgan Chase, I got a fifty on me (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
He tried to run, I shot him in his back, I pulled a Ricky on him
New FN, the standard hold a 30, I threw a 60 on it
I came up with a master plan while they was switchin' on me
Like bae, let's go and fly this plane, I got a visit on it
I'm sick they had big brodie in that box, I couldn't visit homie
Yeah, sold everything to get this pape' on me
Huh, like I caught a fed case, I got a bank on me
I'm shootin' blood, if I ever take the shot, then you can bank on me
Been showin' love, but love'll get you killed, that's why I lay lonely
They tried to put the blame on me, well, I'll play poker
I'm high as fuck, that mean I ain't sayin' shit, I'm tryna play sober
Just caught an opp, lil' bro'nem slid down quick, was in the Range Rover
I just bought a pint, I'ma pour the bitch down quick, I'm in a drank coma
I told this bitch can't stay over, I'm finna shoot next
Before I give this bitch my heart, I'd probably shoot meth
Jump out that lab, we catch you lackin', pull out two TECs
And he was gaspin' 'fore he died, he took two breaths
While the pandemic turnin' bitches up, they get new breasts
But I ain't mad at her, she hit me with the loose neck
Told the bitch turn on the stove or wait 'til it boil and I'll do the rest
Put this shit all in they face like news press, they wanna see it all
I can't believe I lost my auntie to that Fentanyl
I swear this shit hurt, don't matter, I'ma give it all
I remember I was broke, somehow I knew that I was finna ball
I started off with sellin' dog, met fraud, lil' bitch, let's get it on
I remember writin' songs when I was in school but now I'm gettin' on
And it's a good feelin'
It seem like everybody hate me, I'm a hood villain
Don't call my phone and ask me where I'm at, I'm in the hood chillin'
And we will peel him
One month, ran through a hundred pints, it came in real sealings
They probably sniped across your head 'cause you a lil' ****
Broke at home, I threw a bag on him, I'm a real ****, huh
And I was never in the house, bitch, I'm a field ****
Yeah, sold everything to get this pape' on me
Huh, like I caught a fed case, I got a bank on me
I'm shootin' blood, if I ever take the shot, then you can bank on me
Been showin' love, but love'll get you killed, that's why I lay lonely
They tried to put the blame on me, well, I'll play poker
I'm high as fuck, that mean I ain't sayin' shit, I'm tryna play sober
Just caught an opp, lil' bro'nem slid down quick, was in the Range Rover
I just bought a pint, I'ma pour the bitch down quick, I'm in a drank coma
Bitch sayin' she want the pipe, I'm finna lay it on her
Huh, I might just hit it 'cause it's right, bitch, you ain't stayin' over
Just made a pie, who want a slice? I'm finna bring it over
I'll fuck around and cook a brick wrong, I'm finna make it over
Y'all lil' **** lame as fuck, mad 'cause y'all ain't make enough
I hit the trap then count a hundred large, I got a papercut
Come zip and I'll shake it up, come brick and I'll shave it up
Lil' buddy heard I hit his bitch, he mad and now they breakin' up
Yeah, sold everything to get this pape' on me
Huh, like I caught a fed case, I got a bank on me
I'm shootin' blood, so I ever take the shot, then you can bank on me
Been showin' love, but love'll get you killed, that's why I lay lonely
They tried to put the blame on me, well, I'll play poker
I'm high as fuck, that mean I ain't sayin' shit, I'm tryna play sober
I caught an opp, lil' bro'nem slid down quick, was in the Range Rover (Skrrt)
Written by: Kapone James
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