2019
1.619
Hip-Hop/Rap
2019 adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 12234002 Records DK2 tarafından 6 Mayıs 2026 tarihinde yayınlandı2019 - Single
En PopülerGeçtiğimiz 7 Gün
00:00 - 00:05
2019 geçen hafta ilk birkaç saniyesinde en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu
00:00
00:30
01:35
00:00
01:54
Krediler
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bby Kell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rahkell Badie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Creamseats
Producer
Şarkı sözleri
Yo, yo
Huh, uh-huh
Weezy, huh, let's go
I'm tryna pop out with yup in the party, they tryna find where the dope at
Ain't no backbone, walk on a ho like a doormat
Four in that ho, keep askin' for pics
Think I play for New York, I'll serve a knick
Beat the trap down like my daddy and shit
Beat the trap down like my momma and shit
Hustle my blood and my bones
Got chrome, so I don't feel alone
I got a bad spendin' money habit
Touch that cup, we feel like champ
I got lil' [pup?] up in my cap, uh, huh
Ain't rich, still eat off EBT
I got a bad ho, she'll pay for me
Fuck 'round, get my hair and nails done
Fuck, think I got a sugar momma
Damn, she comin' with commas
Gave the terp pack to my momma
Four black trucks behind me, I feel like Obama
I ain't get to smoke with Obama, uh, huh
Fuck, I miss Obama
Fuck, I love Obama
If I meet him, I'ma call my momma
Shit, I mean my grandma
She the one that like Obama
Ridin' round with too many packs on me, fucked around and got a Hummer
I put the whole terp pack in my blunt, this shit like a 3.5
('Cause they don't know what I got on my feet)
Comme des Garçon—woah, woah
Comme des Garçons what I got on, shit feel like 2019
Shawty think I got dick, this a Glock, I'm ridin' wit hella beams
I slap that ho for lookin' mean, I'm already lookin' mean
I ain't even got no zot on me, you want these two Gs?
I'm tryna pop out with yup in the party, they tryna find where the dope at
Ain't no backbone, walk on a ho like a doormat
Four in that ho, keep askin' for pics
Think I play for New York, I'll serve a knick
Beat the trap down like my daddy and shit
Beat the trap down like my momma and shit
Hustle my blood and my bones
Got chrome, so I don't feel alone
I got a bad spendin' money habit
Touch that cup, we feel like champ
I got lil' [pup?] up in my cap, uh, huh
Written by: Rahkell Badie

