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Never Wrote
433
Hip-Hop/Rap
Never Wrote adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Open Shift Distribution tarafından 22 Mayıs 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıNever Wrote - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi22 Mayıs 2026
FirmaOpen Shift Distribution
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM74

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wizz Havinn
Wizz Havinn
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wizz Havinn
Wizz Havinn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizz Havinn
Wizz Havinn
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Yeah
I can't (Huh)
I can't help a— nah (Yeah)
I can't help a bitch, nah (Super Wop foreign, oh, you turnt?)
I can hustle, uh (Know what I'm sayin')
I can hustle, bitch, no
I can't (This shit light)
Yeah, I can't— uh, yeah
I can't, uh, I can't trust a bitch, no (Haha)
Gassed up, bitch, I'm gassed up like the Citgo (Gassed up)
Worth somethin', now I'm worth somethin', used to be piss poor (Used to be piss poor)
Stack the paper, stackin' up the money, tryna get more (I'm tryna get more)
Yeah, used to kick doors (Yeah), you know how this shit go (They know)
Started hustlin', then I switched lanes and went to flippin' dope (And went to flippin' dope)
Quick to inhale smoke, pussy, I don't never choke (Hell nah)
This shit be off the dome, ****, I ain't never wrote (Hell nah)
Yeah, movin' like a ghost, in and out the fuckin' city (In and out)
Shawty callin' me her baby, told her pop a titty (Told her pop a titty)
That time they thought I had went major, I was only up a fifty (I was only up a fifty)
Rackson told me come in this bitch playin', I'ma kick you out the kitchen (Yeah)
You 'posed to stack the Benjis, you tryna give it out to bitches (The fuck?)
Told him go stand on that business, make sure you don't leave a witness (Yeah, for sure that)
When I was in that cell, fine shit came and paid me a visit (Came to see me)
The microphone a scale, I can't lie, that's my hardest decision (Yeah)
I can't, uh, I can't trust a bitch, no (Haha)
Gassed up, bitch, I'm gassed up like the Citgo (Gassed up)
Worth somethin', now I'm worth somethin', used to be piss poor (Used to be piss poor)
Stack the paper, stackin' up the money, tryna get more (I'm tryna get more)
Yeah, used to kick doors (Yeah), you know how this shit go (They know)
Started hustlin', then I switched lanes and went to flippin' dope (And went to flippin' dope)
Quick to inhale smoke, pussy, I don't never choke (Hell nah)
This shit be off the dome, ****, I ain't never wrote (Hell nah)
Written by: Wizz Havinn
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