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F1
Hip-Hop/Rap
F1 adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Ashlen Jordan tarafından 17 Nisan 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıF1 - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi17 Nisan 2026
FirmaAshlen Jordan
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM91

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ashlen Jordan
Ashlen Jordan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ashlen Mathis
Ashlen Mathis
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J.C.
J.C.
Producer

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Know your city poppin' when I ain't around
Don't believe you conscious who you hang around
They be lettin' anybody lay 'em down
I know they just the lowest fruit hangin' down
And how you end up 'round them hoes anyway?
The **** fuckin' on her got no clothes where she stay
And she think that shit a flex, huh?
I know my soulmate ain't ran through, ooh, let me pray
Keep the word by my bedside
Ain't itachi can't put birds on no red eye
Keep the honor on my name like I'm Farrakhan
She more suited for the track, don't do F1
Why you stick around them hoes anyway?
You won't rub off on 'em, it's gon' go the other way
**** want a diamond in the rough
Yeah, I'm straight to each his own
I like my diamonds and my gold in a safe
Can't imagine winnin' if it ain't announced
Any bitch can make me money, baby, make me proud
Failed the background check so she hate me now
You let them **** hit for free, I need the same amount
Any bitch can make me money, baby, make me proud
I don't do brothers and boy cousins
I ain't stupid, come from the land of the short buses, right
I seen all the women in your coven
I guess that pussy worth Mansa Musa and Warren Buffett, right
If she mine, then she mine and she mine alone
Her bodies low, number one and some fire toes
I hope you find a **** who forgive your past
Yeah, I ain't one of them **** scared to die alone
After work, I'm bathin' your body
Touchin' places only known by me
Must be somethin' special 'bout you
Very few been adorn by me
Girl, I know you like to fuck to the beat, I play the right song
Goin' rounds make the neighbors think the fight's on
God bless the heem, I put this ice over
Maybe I find a finger to put ice on
Know your city poppin' when I ain't around
Don't believe you conscious who you hang around
They be lettin' anybody lay 'em down
I know they just the lowest fruit hangin' down
And how you end up 'round them hoes anyway?
The **** fuckin' on her got no clothes where she stay
And she think that shit a flex, huh?
I know my soulmate ain't ran through, ooh, let me pray
Yeah, touch on your body, yeah, that's just for me
You ain't no freak yet, just practice with me
I can't conflate all that passion with love
Love me one day, then she back to the club, ayy
Blame when you crash 'cause you mad on your birthstone
Can't miss you too much, my T-shirt smell like perfume
Miss me, then just go slap me in your car
When I see you, the lights off, no seein' at all
Unless you wanna fuck with the lights on
Unless you wanna fuck with the lights on
Unless you wanna fuck with the light
Fuck, fuck with the light
With the, with the, with the lights on
Written by: Ashlen Mathis
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