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Trouble
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Trouble was released on April 6, 2022 by LL RECORDS as a part of the album Trouble - Single
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Release DateApril 6, 2022
LabelLL RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Pantoja
Brandon Pantoja
Songwriter

Lyrics

No apologies, he'll never see you cry
Pretends he doesn't know that he's the reason why (Grah, grah, grah)
You're drowning, you're drowning (Grah, grah, grah)
You're drowning-ing-ing-ing-ing
When gang pull up you know we start trouble (Grah, and I heard you moved on)
Gyally with me, ain't no time to rumble (Grah, grah, boom, from whispers on the street)
Dropped the Wock' in the soda, it bubble (Like what?, a new notch in your belt)
Tryna flex, catch a shot in your muscle (Grah, grah, boom, is all I'll ever be)
Catch a PD, now I gotta dip (And now I see)
Love my ouder, he movin' with Swift (Like what?, now I see)
Know my feelings by taking a sip (Rrrah, now I see-e-e-e-e)
She caught feelings after taking this dick (Uh-huh)
She keep telling me—
I knew you were trouble when you walked in (Yeah I know it, yeah I know it, grah, grah, grah)
So shame on me now (Grah)
Flew me to places I'd never been (Like what?, grah)
Left a lil' ****—
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground (Grah, grah, grah)
Left a lil' **** on the turf (Boom, oh)
Mama had her a savage since birth (Oh, trouble)
Dashin' the Phantom, ion go to church (Skrrt-skrrt, trouble, trouble, trouble)
Throwing shots from an angle, I feel like I'm Kurt (Grah, grah, boom)
Been through a lot, yeah, my feelings been hurt (Oh)
Still on my wave, you all know how to surf (Oh, trouble)
Bro, I can't wait 'til your ass in a hearse (Boom, trouble, trouble, trouble)
Bro, I can't wait to put you in my verse (Grah, grah, grah)
I can't accept no apologies (At all, no apologies)
I know, my mama, she proud of me (Like what?, he'll never see you cry)
They tryna see a demon come up outta me (Rrrah, pretends he doesn't know)
I be drippin' and clickin', it gotta be (Drip, drip, that he's the reason why)
The reason they hate, 'cause the job well done, I ain’t talkin' 'bout steak (Grah, you're drowning, you're drowning)
And these **** ain't spooky, these **** be fake (He's fake, you're drowning-ing-ing-ing-ing)
Had to hit the bro Josh, he pull up with the drake (Like, grah)
That's my brother, yeah, I love him like he from my mother (That's a fact, and I heard you moved on from whispers on the street)
We get high, yeah, I'm bringing the summer (Grah, grah, a new notch in your belt)
Leave a stain on your tee like it's color (Grah, grah, boom, is all I'll ever be)
Tell these **** to catch, I don't muscle (Like what?, and now I see)
Man, these **** be sweet like they butter (Grah, grah, boom, now I see)
You don't know half the shit that I suffered (At all, now I see-e-e-e-e)
Ain't no stretch in my song, but we stretch him (Grah, grah, boom)
Everybody like—
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
'Cause we steppin' (Grah, grah, grah)
Got him runnin', he yellin', ain't nobody helpin' (So shame on me now)
He tripped on the floor, now he beggin', beggin' (Grah, grah, grah)
Thought I was cappin', we send him a message (Flew me to places I'd never been)
Brody throwin', he throwin', ain't no second guessin' (Grah, grah)
I just thank God for all my blessings (Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground)
Keep taking these drugs to help with the stressin' (Grah, grah, oh, oh)
(Grah, grah, grah) I be startin' (Trouble, grah)
(Boom, Like what?, grah) I be startin' (Trouble, trouble, trouble, I'm startin', yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh (Grah)
I be startin' (Trouble, trouble, trouble, yeah)
(Boom, bah, grah) I be startin' (Grah, grah, boom)
Oh, oh
Trouble, trouble, trouble (Trouble)
Oh, oh
Trouble, trouble, trouble (Trouble)
Written by: Brandon Pantoja
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