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SOB adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak RichVi$ion tarafından 7 Mart 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıSOB - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi7 Mart 2022
FirmaRichVi$ion
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM84

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
FLEX SINATRA
FLEX SINATRA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devontae Washington
Devontae Washington
Songwriter

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Certified
Any beat put on my plate bitch I'm gon' murder mine
I actually ain't heard shit this hard until I heard of mine
I heard his song that shit was hard until I heard 'em lying
"Turn that cap ass shit off man who the fuck is that?"
Mathematician
Who was on that list ranked higher than Flex?
I thought they had them bitches
I don't even wanna fuck that bitch this year
I be letting **** have these bitches
Two trucks and a car at the crib right now
I don't even really drive them bitches
Aye, broke **** fuck my vibe up
When they put the camera on me at the U.C.
**** I'ma throw my sign up
If she apart of the squad then that's what it is
She apart of the lineup
I was at O.G. crib I slept on the floor
I was fucking my spine up
It was a point in this shit I was nickel and diming
Picking them dimes up
Now I'm the one
The addy on top of the flyer if they wanna find us
We don't even pick up the phone
So how they gon' sign us?
I told her to wait for a ****
I'm making my mind up
I want the top
I should tell her a **** been thinking about her
But shorty a thot
So I ain't gon' tell her a **** be thinking about her
In love with the gwop that money my baby
We ain't even linking without her
Back when we was younger that shit was so different
I ain't even think of a dollar
This shit ain't complicated
All the rules simple stand on business like you should
Five thousand off merch in twenty hours bitch I'm good
Take care of my **** before a bitch that's understood
Pretty bitches I love 'em but she ain't mine if she ain't hood
Facts
In traffic with Swerve it's me and Lil' Badd
He keep him a wood packed
I told her the truth I'ma fuck who I wanna
And she understood that
I flew out a ratchet I took her D.T.
That hoe like "Where the hood at?"
All the business it get stood on
They don't love you ****
Everybody just trynna get put on
She bout me Vlone, I left that hoe alone
Free my **** Cease
We buying jewelry when he get home
If you ain't gon' do no dick act like you sick
Lil' hoe just stay home
That money scent on me
This ain't that shit you spray on
Designer shit Versace sheets that's just to lay on
I ain't letting no more rappers stand next to me
They tryna stay on
Written by: Devontae Washington
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