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Fallin' Off
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Fallin' Off was released on February 13, 2019 by HOUDINI/Create Music Group as a part of the album Hou I Am
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2019
LabelHOUDINI/Create Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Houdini
Houdini
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dimarjio Antonio Jenkins
Dimarjio Antonio Jenkins
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What you talkin' 'bout?
You will not catch me fallin' off
Talkin' my name, knock it off, get your whole set holocaust
'Member turnin' hard to soft, smokin' on this I cough
I ain't never see or saw, I don't really need Allah
And what I want don't cost, can't fuck with bitches they lost
You see the line, don't cross
They wanna copy the sauciness
You better come with a benefit
Free bands you know I'm acceptin' it
Pourin' me up takin' hella sips, drippin' the goo like it's medicine
[Verse 2]
You want a bag it's secured
Fuck her wit' all my endurance
I don't even need insurance
Fuck up a tag and blow it
I had the trap snowin'
He fucked up a pack, he owin'
She is pretty damn annoying
Get this money fast, it's flowin'
Coppin' a Lamb and I'm revvin' I'm roarin'
They see me, they singin' my chorus
Perc and a glizzy and bro had a Tarus
We was in traffic and loaded
Up in my face she be like, where the ho is
I never knew she would notice
Evil just like hocus pocus
Tellin' you just to stay focused
Tired of lies and kawalin'
Tired of people be stallin'
Tired of bucktee be callin'
She playin' my game, I'm ballin'
Told mom, no more ballin'
'Member days bouncin' those Spaldings
I went to movin' them bounces
From metro housing now my view be the moutains
Came a long way on trap houses
Settin' up traps for mouses
I can be fuckin' on these ****'s spouses
Haters sleepin' on them couches
My money be in the thousands
She wanna be in the islands
I told her, baby, stop lyin'
I got the drip like I'm cryin'
Feelin' neat like I'm twenty one
Ain't fearin' no one
Talkin' sick with no gun
Better go blow some
I got my phone dumb
I gotta roll up
He never sold none
He never tote a gun
[Verse 3]
What you talkin' 'bout?
You will not catch me fallin' off
Talkin' my name, knock it off, get your whole set holocaust
'Member turnin' hard to soft, smokin' on this I cough
I ain't never see or saw, I don't really need Allah
And what I want don't cost, can't fuck with bitches they lost
You see the line, don't cross
They wanna copy the sauciness
You better come with a benefit
Free bands you know I'm acceptin' it
Pourin' me up takin' hella sips, drippin' the goo like it's medicine
Written by: Houdini
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