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On Deck adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 9bmeechie tarafından 11 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıOn Deck - Single

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AlbümOn Deck - Single

Çıkış Tarihi11 Kasım 2025

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Şarkı sözleri

Yeah, yeah

Come on, come on

Come on, come on

A tap of a button, six **** running

They already know what this Glock gon' spit

We don't even play with the opps, Shamari got slid down the L and he got his ass bit

I don't even know why **** keep tryna go troll 'cause the J getting they shit blitzed

A hundred shot Stev with his brother, they both had died, it's really not making no sense

Drama got killed, he had to drop his cut, that was me all the work my button

Nick in the back, he tryna bounce his doe, but the Audi truck won't even open

Y'all already know, they would be fucking up opps, they dead and can't come back

Blow down the J, we was just up on the main tryna hunt for a brand new pack

Shorty keep dissing, I'll go roll me a wood on the eight, lay down and relax

Jeremiah had died in the Crest, nah, that wasn't us, but we still coulda caught that hat

Jojo had died, now ain't nobody slide, heard Izzy got hit with a Drac'

I'm from the nine, know I been claiming the three, do a gang, finna catch more brains

Free the whole three, Mojo and Nelly my slime, we'll go take a stray in the rain

Back out on the P, brother had blew y'all down, stop claiming that he got chased

**** don't spin, know we be fucking up blocks, Lil Will got shot in his face

Not tryna talk, only got one set of opps and they ass don't wanna bang

Where is you going? Swiss start fucking 'em up, .23 hit the front of his frame

Don't gotta bap, I don't even speak on work 'cause everybody feeling that pain

They ass so down on the scope, why everybody hate?

Do a gang, gang got no depth

I was just up in the hot, now I'm tryna get rich, for damn I was giving out belts

When we post up, yeah, I'm gon' get on live 'cause a **** ain't even gon' duck

Start throwing a K, no, I ain't tryna be tough, but a **** ain't got no fear

And we bounce out, bet somebody gon' die, last **** got shot in his ear

They know I don't play, that's why they only make songs, we murdered the goof of the year

I wanna go spin on my dogs, but everybody booked, bounce back with a 21 switch

How you gon' run from the Drac' and you can't get away?

Duck down, still got his shit split

We was just out last summer, stay calling the phone, now suddenly y'all wanna come spin

**** been dying all year and they owning they songs, that was me all the one on the hit

**** be bapping, Lil Will took him a nap on the three where his eyeball fell

Hitting the B, Lil Head come out sad, then it's gon' be a brand new kill

Fuck up the J, know that it won't take long 'til another one running and fell

I'm tryna go run up this paper, I still gotta spin, I get tech when I go on a drill

Written by: Meechie 1300

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