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Setz adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak A1HighLife Records tarafından 30 Nisan 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıBack for Everything
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AlbümBack for Everything
Çıkış Tarihi30 Nisan 2025
FirmaA1HighLife Records
LanguageEnglish
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Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM60

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Ethan Williams
Ethan Williams
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XODB
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We done roll in
Now we smoked out
Walking on the clouds
With my pole out
Reaching for these chains
You get blowed down
Brought my own wave
I can gloat now
Having money power respect
Get em gone right from the jet
Got a hood bitch from the Jets
And she bring me all the jwets
In your hood throwing up my set
Face shot gang we don't care about your vest
I went to war with some **** that's vets
And they still here just not in the flesh
I spin da ben put your block in distress
Drac get to spittin that bitch got Tourette
I go wherever might post on the Rex
Watch full of diamonds they ain't touch me yet
They know that Shotta E play with a check
He tried to up on me and died on the blitz
Choppa it's built just like Lilo If I hit him up he gone need more then a stitch
Me and my gang in cahoots just like Nino
We line em up then that's bingo
Niggsz be so-called gangsters and hiding
I'm on they block that's how we know
Fukk 12 I'ma outlaw
Skeerting in traffic the top off
Gunz clapping when we pop off
Turn his shirt red that ain't hot sauce
We done roll in
Now we smoked out
Walking on the clouds
With my pole out
Reaching for these chains
You get blowed down
Brought my own wave
I can gloat now
Having money power respect
Get em gone right from the jet
Got a hood bitch from the Jets
And she bring me all the jwets
In your hood throwing up my set
Face shot gang we don't care about your vest
I went to war with some **** that's vets
And they still here just not in the flesh
Aim for the top then go knock out the rest
Take out a witness cause **** be feds
Dean man can't talk
Dead man can't walk
Dead man can't make a move
You better make sure he gone
Cause either he snitching or creeping on you
Thinking it's sweet pop out with that tool out of the blue
Like ha Pick a boo
We done roll in
Now we smoked out
Walking on the clouds
With my pole out
Reaching for these chains
You get blowed down
Brought my own wave
I can gloat now
Having money power respect
Get em gone right from the jet
Got a hood bitch from the Jets
And she bring me all the jwets
In your hood throwing up my set
Face shot gang we don't care about your vest
I went to war with some **** that's vets
And they still here just not in the flesh
Written by: Ethan Williams

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