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Forbes
Alternative Rap
Forbes was released on August 11, 2026 by BassChillz as a part of the album Forbes - Single
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Release DateAugust 11, 2026
LabelBassChillz
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

Lyrics

Came up dodging, flexing, boasting, had it busting out the trap
Ricky Bobby on my Talladega, running up the laps
On my Roger Federer, winning titles back to back
Doesn't matter where I'm from, only matters where I'm at
Witnessed nights colder than the Rollie face I'm glancing at
Rats in the kitchen turned to snakes, now I'm cheffin' plaques
Broke bread with the Judas, learned to double check the stack
Sins stitched, in Saint Laurent, pockets heavy like the trap
Fast lane Hamilton, I overheap, I overlap
Rollie talk, every second count, that's why I never lack
Broke through the ceilings, call it Wimbledon, I'm serving back
Ghosted doubts like Danny Phantom, going ghost, I'll be right back
Came up dodging, flexing, boasting, had it busting out the trap
Ricky Bobby on my Talladega, running up the laps
On my Roger Federer, winning titles back to back
Doesn't matter where I'm from, only matters where I'm at
Turned a shadow to a landmark, now they follow where I step
Cut from cloth they couldn't purchase, tailor stitched it to the rep
Turned the losses into lectures, every L became a check
Now the name's a synonym for pressure when it's felt okay
Made a diamond out the drought, water dripping through the crack
Had the mud up on my Timbs, now it's marble where I stand
Left the ceiling with the ghosts, I don't plan on coming back
Every bar a stock to buy, you can't trade it for the cap
Came up dodging, flexing, boasting, had it busting out the trap
Ricky Bobby on my Talladega, running up the laps
On my Roger Federer, winning titles back to back
Doesn't matter where I'm from, only matters where I'm at
Witnessed nights colder than the Rollie face I'm glancing at
Rats in the kitchen turned to snakes, now I'm cheffin' plaques
Broke bread with the Judas, learned to double check the stack
Sin stitched, in Saint Laurent, pockets heavy like the trap
Fast lane Hamilton, I overheap, I overlap
Rollie talk, every second count, that's why I never lack
Broke through the ceilings, call it Wimbledon, I'm serving back
Ghosted doubts like Danny Phantom, going ghost, I'll be right back
Let me get it real quick, yo
Came from the bottom, now them girlies that I'm with be bottomless
Went from eating saltines, now we staying at the Ritz
See me at the Carlton spending money like a Smith
But I was born to be a king, I ain't never been a prince
Since they got my fingerprints on my fur, turned leopard print
Had me nervous with the sweats, now I'm serving up a print
I'm in the room with your maid just to help her pay the rent
See me pulling up's an icebreaker 'cause the car is mint
Haha, you know what I meant, ha
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