Mike Dimes – 247 (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2022-10-19

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Mike Dimes unveils the music video the new “247” song produced by Big Tex Johnny. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Mike Dimes 247

Mike Dimes 247

Texas never fails to show out with new artists. The Lone Star State is known for its contributions to all facets of the music industry, but its additions to the Rap scene have been long praised. A buzzing artist from San Antonio has been climbing the Rap ranks and once again, Mike Dimes is commanding attention, this time with his new single “247.”

Dimes’s flow bounces through Big Tex Johnny’s production and is complemented by a visual that shows him enduring the highs and pitfalls of his day. This includes living it up in a penthouse while playing poker to being harassed by the police as he makes his way through the city.

This release comes on the heels of “TALK2ME,” a track that arrived over the summer. Dimes has seen “TALK2ME” rack up 3 million streams on Spotify alone, and “247” shows that he’s ready to attack the next era of his career full force.

Mike Dimes – 247 (prod. Big Tex Johnny)

18 October 2022
1 Song, 3 minutes
℗ 2022 Since the 80's and CAMP BILLY

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Lyrics

[Chorus]
Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzin’ (Huh?)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Yeah, it’s nothin’)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Bitch, it’s nothin’)
Yeah, it’s nothin’ (Nothin’)
Two-four-seven, these racks keep comin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Yeah, it’s nothin’)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh, bitch, it’s nothin’)
Yeah, it’s nothin’

[Verse 1]
Two-four-seven, there’s another nigga hatin’, it ain’t no debatin’
My vision get clearer, these niggas keep fadin’, hol’ up
Show you how we finna play it
I get me a bag, hit a foreign location
Where he at? Prolly bein’ complacent
Where I’m at? Countin’ up in the basement
Ten bands, twenty bands, thirty bands
Hunnid bands every other occasion, uh
My bitch need no beverage, uh
My dick got [?], uh
Come over, give you a lesson
Corrupt for class presi’ ’cause I’m always present
I-I do what I preach, I’m a certified reverend
They dance in they seats when they notice my presence
The real MVP was a lill’ adolescent, got rich, and now

[Chorus]
Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzin’ (Huh?)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Yeah, it’s nothin’)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Bitch, it’s nothin’)
Yeah, it’s nothin’ (Nothin’)
Two-four-seven, these racks keep comin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Yeah, it’s nothin’)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh, bitch, it’s nothin’)
Yeah, it’s nothin’
Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Yeah, it’s nothin’
Two-four-seven, these racks keep comin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Yeah, it’s nothin’ (Uh)

[Verse 2]
And they heard Mike known to get bodies at the door
For sure, I don’t think a nigga ever could go broke
Uh-oh, put some uh-uh in my cup and watch a nigga get throat
Pay the price, get no advice from any nigga, I’m grown
Swipe the Visa, I won’t trip about shit, I’ma leave ya
Tell me secrets, shawty a demon
She tryna get her some kids from my semen
I just went crazy, life did a 180
From the shade, now everybody move shady
Lifestyle turned “Fuck you, pay me”
Wipe me down, lil’ bitch, I’m lazy, sorry, lady
I’m focused, need promotion, she [?] gave me the token
She strokin’ on my uh-uh, won’t kiss and tell on some hoe shit
The industry my bitch and they make me feel so important
They know I get shit lit, they on my phone, I have to tell ’em

[Chorus]
Two-four-seven, this bitch is buzzin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Yeah, it’s nothin’
Two-four-seven, these racks keep comin’
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Bitch, it’s nothin’ (Uh)
Yeah, it’s nothin’

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