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Skladba iykyk vyšla 6. února 2026 NV na albu HEAD FULL OF TEETH
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Datum vydání6. února 2026
ŠtítekNV
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM78

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miles Lenehan
Miles Lenehan
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Lenehan
Miles Lenehan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Godlow
Eric Godlow
Producer

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Eric, look at me-me
Huh
I try to roll this bat 'cause it help me read the vibe, yeah
I know you hate outings, but I'm asking you to try
They told me I'm marked, but guess what, they lied (Yeah)
Please come back and try it, last guy, well, he died (Yeah)
I try to bend this axle when I whip around, huh (Yeah)
You west end my love, come see my side of town (Huh, yeah)
I just got a text, my love, I'm coming down (Yeah, yeah)
Right beside my chest I got a half ounce (Huh)
Hit my line whenever you need me, whenever you freaky (Yeah)
He said, "Watch whenever you see me"
I did, and shit was peachy
And I got this drank from the lab, from in the petri (Yeah)
I do purple, and pink, and green, whatever this shit, it feed me
Trust in my ways, and I promise you'll see turtle doves
Promise that these pills inside my jacket make you fall in love
X's and O's on a note from the Eastside
It's kisses and hugs from the bridge in the Leaside (Huh)
Talk to me whenever you get those eyes dried (Yeah)
Baby, you know you shouldn't poke the beehive, yeah (Yeah)
I just got a text, my love, I'm coming down (Yeah, yeah)
Right beside my chest I got a half ounce (Yeah)
I'm tryna blow some smoke inside this car, I need that roof off
You in Apple Maps, tryna see my ping, you think you Steve Jobs
I'm tryna get off-grid, I need some peace in here, I'm fucked up
And I just mixed my soda with some tris, this cup is mucked up
I try and get this tray from out my bag so I could bust up
I walk in this bitch, I'm not saying no words, and I'm gettin' sucked up
If they tell you they puttin' you on game, no, it's not true
They just tryna trip you for that spot, so it's not you, uh
Yeah, you think I'm on ten, but I get so much colder, brr
I put five down on these jeans, and I put four down on the shirt
Yeah, you told me I'm mean, and that's the realest shit I heard
Yeah, but why would I try and be nice? Girl, I'm tryna bring the hurt
Yeah, like why would I try and be nice when I'm tryna bring the pain?
You know I just rolled this cookie, but it's Runtz inside my brain
Breakdown the torque, I been swervin' in and out the lane
Stay with me mi amor, I was hurt, but I changed (Yeah)
I try to roll this bat 'cause it help me read the vibe, yeah
I know you hate outings, but I'm asking you to try
They told me I'm marked, but guess what, they lied (Yeah)
Please come back and try it, last guy, well, he died (Yeah)
I try to bend this axle when I whip around, huh (Yeah)
You west end my love, come see my side of town (Huh, yeah)
I just got a text, my love, I'm coming down (Yeah, yeah)
Right beside my chest I got a half ounce (Huh)
Written by: Miles Lenehan
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