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ecstasy
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
ecstasy adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 6311492 Records DK tarafından 22 Nisan 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıdead poet
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Albümdead poet
Çıkış Tarihi22 Nisan 2026
Firma6311492 Records DK
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Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM100

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lance Hewitt
Lance Hewitt
Songwriter
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I seen everything again and again
My bitch tryna sip that potion
Dive in baby, swim in that ocean
Acid got me seeing things woven
Cut two more lines and we rolling
I won't even lie
Lean back and I think I died
My bitch love to see me cry
Know you baby, hate to see me try
What's inside your head?
Tryna reach inside your mind
Can I tell your ass a secret that you won't find?
My brodie tryna sip on that red wine
Tryna get more high
Scared when I get it right
Fuck it up, let's scare the night away
I forgot your name, so lie to me
Off the xans, she moving just like me
Bellatrix, are you tryna hex me?
Expecto patronum
I'm sniffing bags and I'm slack in the corner
I'm stacking racks, smoking gas, not petroleum
I bought her the pack, if she bad, then she roll em
I gotta be honest
Sorry baby, if I don't sound sorry
When you called me, I was coming down off molly
Hold my hand, take my hand, any place you see
I'll die right here
Baby ecstasy
One more intermission
Then I'm seeing through your lies
Seen it through my eyes
Seeing through my high
One more intermission
Then I'm seeing through your lies
Seen it through my eyes
Seeing through my high
I seen everything again and again
My bitch tryna sip that potion
Dive in baby, swim in that ocean
Acid got me seeing things woven
Cut two more lines and we rolling
I won't even lie
Lean back and I think I died
My bitch love to see me cry
Know you baby, hate to see me try
What's inside your head?
Tryna reach inside your mind
Can I tell your ass a secret that you won't find?
My brodie tryna sip on that red wine
Tryna get more high
Scared when I get it right
Fuck it up, let's scare the night away
I forgot your name, so lie to me
Off the xans, she moving just like me
Bellatrix, are you tryna hex me?
Expecto patronum
I'm sniffing bags and I'm slack in the corner
I'm stacking racks, smoking gas, not petroleum
I bought her the pack, if she bad, then she roll em
I gotta be honest
Sorry baby, if I don't sound sorry
When you called me, I was coming down off molly
Hold my hand, take my hand, any place you see
I'll die right here
Baby ecstasy
Written by: Lance Hewitt
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