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Fiat
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fiat adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Hidden Hills/Platinum Records & League Music Group tarafından 24 Temmuz 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıGooney Tunes II : Back In Action
album cover
Çıkış Tarihi24 Temmuz 2026
FirmaHidden Hills/Platinum Records & League Music Group
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM79

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trabajarie
Trabajarie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travarie Westberry
Travarie Westberry
Songwriter
Shaniaotb
Shaniaotb
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shaniaotb
Shaniaotb
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Pull my weapon ain't no arguing
Ain't finna do no tussle
I been bench pressing a bag watch me flex my muscle
Feel like popeye in that kitchen I just ate up spinach
I spent a fiat on my teeth, **** just left the dentist
In the field cleat step
Flag on the play call a ref
50 round on my lap
Ain't no beef you need help
Fuck **** ran up he got slap uh, uh, uh
Roll that boy up smoke em in the air
In the air
What you care
Wrap it up
Get em outta there
I'm taking different drugs to get me there
It ain't fair
Watchu care
Pull up Maserati at the fair
I'm with some fine shit shawty gave me a stare, stare stare
Sloppy was the top I won her a bear, bear bear
Imma shoot dis bih
She coming out underwear, wear wear wear
Pull my weapon ain't no arguing
Ain't finna do no tussle
I been bench pressing a bag watch me flex my muscle
Feel like popeye in that kitchen I just ate up spinach
I spent a fiat on my teeth, **** just left the dentist
In the field cleat step
Flag on the play call a ref
50 round on my lap
Ain't no beef you need help
Fuck **** ran up he got slap uh, uh, uh
Roll that boy up smoke em in the air
In the air
Yea yea roll that boy up
Stick made em do the hold up
Pop em like a toaster
My wrist done made a boulder
I done pulled the fye out the holster
Hit my target in the shoulder
ARP spin him like a rotor
Double cup I need promethazine
I pour it in my soda
I done snatched a **** ho up
When I pulled up with that motor
This a v12 engine in this bih I cannot go no slower
I done popped out with that sticky on that
Yea this ain't reef blower, body stank odor
Pull my weapon ain't no arguing
Ain't finna do no tussle
I been bench pressing a bag watch me flex my muscle
Feel like popeye in that kitchen I just ate up spinach
I spent a fiat on my teeth, **** just left the dentist
In the field cleat step
Flag on the play call a ref
50 round on my lap
Ain't no beef you need help
Fuck **** ran up he got slap uh, uh, uh
Roll that boy up smoke em in the air
In the air
Written by: Shania Brown, Travarie Westberry
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