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30 Inches
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30 Inches was released on September 18, 2026 by Bri Biase as a part of the album 30 Inches - Single
September 18, 2026
LabelBri Biase
LanguageEnglish
BPM77
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Load the chopper, hop up out the bush
Bitch, I been the realest since the doctor told my mama, "Push"
They ain't got no motion or no pape', I cannot relate
Ain't no bitch out harder than Big BB, I will not debate
Ugh, 30 inches, jet black, hangin' down my back
Don't call me your sis, when I was down, where was bitches at?
I was on my ass, down to my last when I needed y'all
Now I got big bread and bitches mad 'cause I ain't feedin' y'all
I don't do no talkin', I walk in and get these **** hooked
I fucked him good and fed him right, bitch just got her **** cooked
Please do not address me 'bout no dick, I don't know that man
Pull up to my table tryna play, make you expose your hand
I might go burgundy for the winter, might go auburn brown
Cop me 30 inches, told my stylist, "Come and bust me down"
Daddy on my line, he got money, say he miss my face
Tryna scratch this pussy like a DJ, he gon' pay for plays
Ugh, 30 inches, jet black, hangin' down my back
Don't call me your sis, when I was down, where was bitches at?
I was on my ass, down to my last when I needed y'all
Now I got big bread and bitches mad 'cause I ain't feedin' y'all
Ugh, 30 inches, jet black, hangin' down my back
Don't call me your sis, when I was down, where was bitches at?
I was on my ass, down to my last when I needed y'all
Now I got big bread and bitches mad 'cause I ain't feedin' y'all
Ugh, put your phone up while we vibin', you can't picture me
He wanna link, he sign an NDA and it's gon' be picture-free
And I make all my hos keep it saucy, quiet on the creep
And I can't name a **** that I had that ain't still missin' me
Uh, 20 inches lay a cut, hos mad, so what?
Huh, got these bitches in they feelings, hos mad I'm up
Ugh, he been beatin' up my organs, I might need a donor
I might kick your ho out on my stream like I'm Adrian Broner
Ugh, 30 inches, jet black, hangin' down my back
Don't call me your sis, when I was down, where was bitches at?
I was on my ass, down to my last when I needed y'all
Now I got big bread and bitches mad 'cause I ain't feedin' y'all
Ugh, 30 inches, jet black, hangin' down my back
Don't call me your sis, when I was down, where was bitches at?
I was on my ass, down to my last when I needed y'all
Now I got big bread and bitches mad 'cause I ain't feedin' y'all
When I come in your chair and I sit down and I ask for a bust down
This what I'm talkin' 'bout, no baby hair, some real OP
Long, jet black, down to my ass
You know what I'm sayin'? Come past my coochie
Written by: Obriena Hope
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