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CLIMAX
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CLIMAX fue lanzado el 23 de julio de 2026 por 10k como parte del álbum MADLIFE
ÁlbumMADLIFE
23 de julio de 2026
Sello discográfico10k
IdiomaEnglish
BPM73
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Video musical

Video musical

Letra

[Intro]
I ain't too pressed about this broke ho, I step
I got two whips to hit your— uh
[Verse 1]
I ain't too pressed about this broke ho, I step
I got two whips to hit your four-door out west
Did I stutter? My clip go duh-duh, hit his chest
But I wonder do you still love me like the rest?
I got money, bitch, when you see me, don't you stress
Shout out Sonny, the clouds we seen could cost success
My snot runny, I slime a **** til he dead
Watch out, buddy
He was, uh, ballin' like a sport
Bitch, how you ballin'? You ain't even put your Spalding on the court
I made a hundred thousand off the porch
I made a hundred thousand, tryna go from public housing to a Porsche
We ran into our goals 'cause we was poor
He ran into my bros, fakin' like he was a force, we leave him torched
I flip this fuckin' AR, leave him scorched
I flip this fuckin' AR, take a **** off the radar from the source
I'm up the way with foenem on the four
I'm up the way with foenem on the third
**** play, we leave a corpse
I put his baby mama through the floor
Was lovin' when it's war, I know **** who can't club or hit the store
We Hellcat bendin', watch your whore
With Q, that's big business, **** see the Draco spittin' from the door
It's fully automatic, take the score
Was less when we got more
I'm with Jale, need some drink that I could pour
I'm on the phone with Mike and we on tour
All in a ****'s city, we gon' need another Sprite when we touch yours
8712 where I was born
Like eighty-seven shells fell out the sword, we got bales and we got more
We tap a **** head, he think he Thor
This hammer on me sledge right out the drawer
She want a cape, I never wore it
This bitch, she want my time, she better adore it
I'm trappin', ain't got clean to write a chorus
Servin' fiends right off of Forest, ****, on bruh
Written by: John Latimer
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