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OVERKILL
6
Hip-Hop/Rap
OVERKILL 由 lucille 於 2026年5月22日發行,收錄於專輯《OVERKILL - Single》中
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發行日期2026年5月22日
標籤lucille
語言English
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快
BPM138

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歌詞

Boutta break your heart, that's overkill (Overkill)
Overkill (It's overkill, yeah)
****, they front on me, but they know the deal (bleh)
Know the deal, know the deal
100 racks out, finna touch a mil
Lucille locked in, I'm too locked in
It's overkill, overkill, overkill (Who the fuck is Lucille?)
Can't trust these **** at all
Only **** I trust is myself
For the clout, **** go AWOL
And they can't even be theyself
**** fold boutta bitch, he stupid
I'll die by the stick, I'm ruthless
**** cap about motion, ain't moving
Boy I fry his ass up, **** do it
I been on top ****, don't know why
Take a **** stripes if he step on god
Act like he better than me, hell nah
Buddy talk on the net, but he still ain't slide
Fanned out, **** wanna be me
Lame **** can't ball like me
Cop fit, but he need to return it
Know yo lame ahh need a receipt
I got yo bitch and my drac' in the seat
5 percent tint, **** can't even see
Pockets hella fat, stuffed it with green
Pockets hella wet, feel like the deep
Danny racking in a **** a million
If it's not bout bread, **** don't wanna speak
(If it's not bout bread, **** don't wanna speak)
Bad hoes tryna fuck a young ****
Your ho tell me I'm the one
Laid back, tryna feel sumn
New bitch, what's the ETA?
Throw them racks up, tell her do things
Throw them racks up, tell her do things
So she X'd out, cause the mood swings
Should be X'd out, but I do hate it (break your heart)
Boutta break your heart, that's overkill (Overkill)
Overkill (It's overkill, yeah)
****, they front on me, but they know the deal (bleh)
Know the deal, know the deal
100 racks out, finna touch a mil
Lucille locked in, I'm too locked in
It's overkill, overkill, overkill
Can't trust these **** at all
Only **** I trust is myself
For the clout, **** go AWOL
And they can't even be theyself
**** fold boutta bitch, he stupid
I'll die by the stick, I'm ruthless
**** cap about motion, ain't moving
Boy I fry his ass up, **** do it
Boy I fry his ass up, **** do it
Boy I fry his ass up, **** do it
Written by: lucille lucille
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