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Çıkış Tarihi14 Şubat 2024
FirmaTmtm Music
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bcope
Bcope
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Braxton Copeland
Braxton Copeland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CB Stress Free
CB Stress Free
Engineer

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Who gon' bring out the duff? I done brought out the duff
I can't talk shit, but goddamn these bitches ain't shit
I be in cock and one up in the blit. I hear them talking but that's to the shit
These **** in trouble. He got a bag so I brought out the duff
I make them mad, I done came on the shelf. I drop a single, look like triple-double
I got two bitches, so that make a couple. I told the bitch I can't love you for nothing
Heard that he dropped, we ain't listen for nothing
Numbers went up, so they listen to something. Intro to mentions, a hundred or something
Hikey gon' make you pop out with the stun. Certified ain't even drop, had him jumping
I'm on my way, tell them bitches I'm coming. I put the bitch on my back and I carried the weight
So who really gon' bring out the duff? I told my **** to wait, I got one on the way
I done already been played at the fun shit. I sent the bitch in the test like you been in disgrace
Like I already done came with the sunshine, I ain't even send it
Bitch so cat like they ain't got money, I ain't even read it
All of my bitches is happy. They on the floor getting nasty
I like my bitch to be classy. He like his bitch to be average
Bitch, I'm the shit I been crapping. I shoot his ass on the backstreet
This bitch a hoe if you ask me. I put my bro in the backseat
Only job he got is spazzing. I pop the perc and be lagging
40 goes doing some magic. I'll send a car to be yelled at
Feel jealous, she threw it. Bitches just talk about music
She spit the block even though she said she wasn't gon' do it
Hit from the back to my music. She want me dancing the party like we isn't to it
Bitch, that is not what I'm doing. She want me next
Bitch, I got too much stress for you moving. Bitch, I am not a lil' boobie
I can't talk shit, but goddamn these bitches ain't shit
I be in cock and one up in the blit. I hear him talking, but that's to the shit
These **** in trouble. He got a bad sweat, I brought out the duff
I make him mad, I done came on the shelf. I drop a single, look like triple-double
I got two bitches, so that make a couple. I told the bitch I can't love you for nothing
Heard that he dropped, we ain't listen for nothing
Numbers went up, so they listen to something
Intro to mentions, a hundred or something
Hikey gon' make you pop out with the stun
Certified ain't even drop, had him jumping
I'm on my way, tell them bitches I'm coming
None of you **** is thinkin'
Bitches be hanging with cheaters. I pop the perk when I meet her
Pass me the pen for the blinker. I pop the perk for I eat her
Tastes like dessert, then I treat her. I cannot trust me or leave her
How you gon' trust a deceiver? He done got broke cause he need her
See you, but don't wanna be you. All of my bitches is flirting
Shit that you never done heard of. I took my bitch on the scourges
Feeding some back with the Persians. I am not doing no verses
****, they talking shit worthless. Slang to the wood, I just burned him
Ran in my truck, we gon' hearst him. Thinking he top, but I learned him
Sign me up, I'm doing verses. Hold my glock, I'm buying purses
I'm doing verses. Hold my glock, I'm buying purses
Written by: Braxton Copeland
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