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Fun Plex
6
Alternative Rap
Fun Plex adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Junk Food International tarafından 7 Temmuz 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıSedatives
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AlbümSedatives
Çıkış Tarihi7 Temmuz 2023
FirmaJunk Food International
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM125

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Squalla
Squalla
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Squalla
Squalla
Composer
Papa Gueye
Papa Gueye
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Divy Pota
Divy Pota
Producer
Jack Genre
Jack Genre
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Been on this ride for a minute, and I'm so high right now
I might not ever come down
**** be talking that gangsta shit
But when we was outside they was never around
They wasting time I get better with time
Your grind gon show if you want it or not
**** life too short so I hold what I got
Hit the club with my **** go home with a
And motherfuckers think they know about me
But my life a novel I'm slowly unfolding the plot yeah
Got a lil hoe at my spot don't wanna be rude
So I won't put her out yeah
But I hope she leave on her own cuz I prefer sleeping alone yeah
Straight up though
Motherfuckers be telling me like
Life not fair but somehow this shit be going up and down
Round and round
Like a carousel, or maybe a ferris wheel
I don't know I'm high, fuck it
Ay, ya'll **** do too much chillin
I cop me a ticket then hop a plane and go get it
Different states different women they get no emojis
I save they name with the city
Space age pimpin, grade A denim fresh out the bank with it
Bitches running game I'm too playa to play with them
(Alright let me talk to em)
Papa G and the G is for got it on me
Late-night pasta from Bossa Nova
I know Pwee see me and he watching over like **** I told you so
Run it up til my sneakers are open-toed
Fresh as fuck boy my drip is on overflow
Cut the bullshit this aint my first rodeo
I still feel underrated but they look at me like I made it
We be up all night faded
Still getting cake like happy belated
Still yelling Alief the home of the greatest
I seen some shit that I can't even say yet
I been that **** since way back
Now I'm like where the cake at?
My diamonds break dance
Don't try me we stay strapped
Take a loss and I Harlem Shake back, like where Ma$e at?
More money, more problems I get it now
Ima still get rich anyhow
And my bitches don't really be trippin
I keep them in line like the drive-thru at In-N-Out
Can't wait to show Vannah we living different
I aint got to talk to my bro in a minute
I hope you forgive me and know I been trying
And can't wait to show you the places that I've been
All of the bitches i dive in
All the **** wishing that I fall off while I'm climbing
All of this gold and these diamonds
All of this time you been gone I just been putting on
Fuck writing letters I mention your name
Keep your legacy strong when I'm writing these songs
Reggo just got out I pray he stay home
Still comin down like swangas and chrome
South West Alief Texas
Hell you talkin bout?
Nah for real though
Shoutout to all my **** in the can
All my **** still in the field
We gon hold it down
Keep it groovy
Yeah
Written by: Papa Gueye, Squalla
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