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Head Busted
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Head Busted adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Never Broke Again, LLC tarafından 7 Ekim 2022 tarihinde yayınlandı3800 Degrees
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00:10 - 00:25
Head Busted geçen hafta yaklaşık 10 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu
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We in this bitch, you already know
Skeeo!, you crazy
Uh-uh, Top, baow, huh
Take a look in my eyes and tell me, what do you see?
A **** got no love and never have no peace
I got it straight out the mud, I come straight out the street (Yeah)
Them people on me, talkin' 'bout Feds in the city
I stand on business, so, they out to get me
They don't like that I got plenty millions
I'm talkin' bout cutthroat to the meat show
Every **** that you see run wit' me
I got that whole thing isolated from Salt Lake to my city (You know that)
Bitch, I'm drawin' down, don't play me 'fore I put somethin' in ya fitted (Lil' boy, look)
Buckin Mills Kansas City, I get around on you bitches
Listen to Rilla, Gotti in prison, come in my cell and kiss me (Huh, what?)
Hol' up thottie-ottie mami, I like violence and semis, I'm dangerous
Green rag committee, I'm bangin'
Car wit' no slingers but swangin'
Pop-out get Top, what you thinkin'?
Bitch, you know it's murder gang
Stalk all night, we murder men
Pray all night then make that money
Not 'round 'cause they ain't elevate
They the same and I'm the one who changed (Check 'em off, check 'em off, check 'em off)
All that lame shit get you fucked up (Yeah)
Bitch, if you miss, just know your luck up (****)
(Look, look) You'll get your motherfuckin' water cut and all your partners head bust
Lil' boy, you don't wan' start wit' us
I'm official
I'll mask down behind my ****, keep a pistol
Got the industry and my whole town want to kill me
Bitch, I'm cutthroat, to my opp and sure, I don't fuck wit' gremlins
I'm a demon, pallbearer, gravediggin' fuck wit' me, whoa
Real **** status, big dog shit, need a big dog bitch
Now I know you know (And believe me, y'all **** know that)
We ain't got to go to no store
They gon' bring that shit, I buy lots of expensive things (Yeah)
I'm talkin' 'bout clothes and diamonds for her wrist
Green rag committee, I'm bangin'
Car wit' no slingers but swangin'
Pop-out get Top, what you thinkin'?
Bitch, you know it's murder gang
Stalk all night, we murder men
Pray all night then make that money
Not 'round 'cause they ain't elevate
They the same and I'm the one who changed (Check 'em off, check 'em off, check 'em off)
All that lame shit get you fucked up (Huh-huh)
Bitch, if you miss, just know your luck up (****)
(Look, look) You'll get your motherfuckin' water cut and all your partners head bust
Lil' boy, you don't want start wit' us
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden, Samuel Thanni, Seth Love
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