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2025 Video (MV)




Performed By: AyaMorii
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Zach Federow, Chad Longeway, Daniel Byers
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AyaMorii - 2025 Lyrics
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Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Happy new years (Yea)
Yea happy new year, Imma punch that boy in his ear
Imma kill em with no fear, Imma put my whip in sixth gear
Imma check my side mirrors, yea, we all clear
Imma pop that bowl until it's all clear (Yea)
Imma do that shit with my pears, yea my whip in high gear
Imma drive that shit with a beer, Imma floor it with no fear (Yea)
Yea we smoke all day, we ain't got time to breathe air (Breathe air)
Nah or maybe we just don't care
We don't do shit for no reason, I think that's fair (Yea)
We don't care, dropping kids like COD he gonna die (He gonna die)
We all from the real Nuketown, Yea, 2025 (2025)
Drop that f*cking list they want the kid dead or alive (Dead or alive)
I ain't Matthew Crook, Like I'll never miss a target (Target)
Bitches wanna try and finish stuff, that's why we start it (Why we start it)
They say my fit fire like I straight up committed arson (Yea, yea)
2025 Imma crash out like the black market's
Yea, holdup, man these opps ain't done (Opps ain't done)
There's always a reason with the person that we crashing on
Yea, I took to much, I'm f*cking gone
Like I can't feel my brain, I just feel off (Feel off)
Off, lost just like I'm in 2025
These perks make my vision flash, like I'm gonna crash
If that boy flee Imma hit that hundred yard dash
Yea my boy got no cash, Imma hit em so hard he gonna get whiplash
This cash ain't gonna stop rolling just like the girls I be pulling
Yea if that boy dissing I don't give no free pass
If he keep talking Imma hit em with a bitch slap
Yea, yea
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English

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Happy new years (Yea)
Yea happy new year, Imma punch that boy in his ear
Imma kill em with no fear, Imma put my whip in sixth gear
Imma check my side mirrors, yea, we all clear
Imma pop that bowl until it's all clear (Yea)
Imma do that shit with my pears, yea my whip in high gear
Imma drive that shit with a beer, Imma floor it with no fear (Yea)
Yea we smoke all day, we ain't got time to breathe air (Breathe air)
Nah or maybe we just don't care
We don't do shit for no reason, I think that's fair (Yea)
We don't care, dropping kids like COD he gonna die (He gonna die)
We all from the real Nuketown, Yea, 2025 (2025)
Drop that f*cking list they want the kid dead or alive (Dead or alive)
I ain't Matthew Crook, Like I'll never miss a target (Target)
Bitches wanna try and finish stuff, that's why we start it (Why we start it)
They say my fit fire like I straight up committed arson (Yea, yea)
2025 Imma crash out like the black market's
Yea, holdup, man these opps ain't done (Opps ain't done)
There's always a reason with the person that we crashing on
Yea, I took to much, I'm f*cking gone
Like I can't feel my brain, I just feel off (Feel off)
Off, lost just like I'm in 2025
These perks make my vision flash, like I'm gonna crash
If that boy flee Imma hit that hundred yard dash
Yea my boy got no cash, Imma hit em so hard he gonna get whiplash
This cash ain't gonna stop rolling just like the girls I be pulling
Yea if that boy dissing I don't give no free pass
If he keep talking Imma hit em with a bitch slap
Yea, yea
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Writer: Zach Federow, Chad Longeway, Daniel Byers
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