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Bail

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Bail adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Great Day Records/Santa Anna tarafından 27 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıMcKenzie 2.0

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Geçtiğimiz 7 Gün

01:45 - 01:50

Bail geçen hafta yaklaşık 1 dakika and 45 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu

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[Intro]

(One more time)

Yeah

(Man, no matter what happen, boy)

(Keep that motherfucker rollin', boy, don't never turn it off)

No matter what happen, ****, no cap

You know what the fuck goin' on

Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]

Don't matter how much time I spend

Don't matter how many blocks we bended

Yeah, this type of love ain't got no end

I'ma hold on if you stay here with me

Yeah, I know I live a life of sin

Mixin' these drugs was a bad decision

I rather'd have drugs, you can have my kidney

The way I sip mud, I don't have no liver

You block my phone all the time, but you only gon' call when you ain't with your man

Yeah, she got a booty, but that lil' bitch, she a groupie, I can't fuck a fan

Yeah, I tint out a whoopty and slide around in it all day, you won't know who I am

Yeah, the feds ever get on my trail (Yeah, yeah), I got money stacked up for the bail (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

I got a Rollie on me right now

Say that's your ho, she with me right now (Yeah)

When she be gone for a period of time, she mine

I give her back after some hours

Ran up my money, now I got power (Got power)

I was down and out for a while

I was broke and they treated me sour

Now it's diamonds all in my mouth

Know it's a couple of **** don't want me to win

Yeah, I'm on they TV, they hate for to see it (Yeah)

Fuck the police, I make bacon with pig (Yeah)

I'm in the game and you hatin' from the bench

I'd blow your mind if you knew all the shit we did

**** lie in they raps and it make me sick

You be mad all the time and I hate that shit

He a clown and he died when the Drac' had missed (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Don't matter how much time I spend

Don't matter how many blocks we bended

Yeah, this type of love ain't got no end

I'ma hold on if you stay here with me

Yeah, I know I live a life of sin

Mixin' these drugs was a bad decision

I rather'd have drugs, you can have my kidney

The way I sip mud, I don't have no liver

You block my phone all the time, but you only gon' call when you ain't with your man (Your man)

Yeah, she got a booty, but that lil' bitch, she a groupie, I can't fuck a fan (No fan)

Yeah, I tint out a whoopty and slide around in it all day, you won't know who I am (Who I am)

Yeah, the feds ever get on my trail (My trail), I got money stacked up for the bail (The bail)

[Verse 2]

Why the hell you mad? You know I'm a player (Know I'm a player)

On the road, bitch, you know where I been (Know where I been)

And you really don't care, so why you even ask? (You even ask)

You say you in your feelings again (Feelings again)

But I really don't care 'cause you really ain't sad (Ain't said)

Yeah, I know you got some **** that hit you up

Don't even lie like you ain't text 'em back (Ain't text 'em back)

To be honest, I really don't give a fuck

If I spot me a opp, I'ma hit him up

I dump the whole mag, I'm tryna fill him up (Yeah)

Yeah, leave your house with no fire, you a fuckin' duck (Yeah)

Gotta know I got mine in my britches tucked (On God)

Yeah, it don't matter how much time I spend, you still make me feel I ain't did enough

And I personally hate all the fake shit (Yeah)

I hope you don't forget 'bout how real I was

[Chorus]

Don't matter how much time I spend

Don't matter how many blocks we bended

Yeah, this type of love ain't got no end

I'ma hold on if you stay here with me

Yeah, I know I live a life of sin

Mixin' these drugs was a bad decision

I rather'd have drugs, you can have my kidney

The way I sip mud, I don't have no liver

You block my phone all the time, but you only gon' call when you ain't with your man (Your man)

Yeah, she got a booty, but that lil' bitch, she a groupie, I can't fuck a fan (No fan)

Yeah, I tint out a whoopty and slide around in it all day, you won't know who I am (Who I am)

Yeah, the feds ever get on my trail (My trail), I got money stacked up for the bail

[Outro]

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Written by: Breland J Williams, Mckenzie Haynes, Trevon Smith

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