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spit
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór spit został wydany 5 maja 2026 przez HippenHow jako część albumu enfin
album cover
Albumenfin
Data wydania5 maja 2026
WytwórniaHippenHow
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM63

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HippenHow
HippenHow
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tahj Blake
Tahj Blake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4risuzune
4risuzune
Producer

Tekst Utworu

I'm pressin' the pedal, I'm goin' so fast, I call that shit stress-relief
I'm lightin' this muthafuckin' blunt, okay, my thoughts be having her weak (weak)
Trap be doin' some flips, like back of the belt, you know this shit hit (bow)
All of a sudden, they lovin' the new shit, I'm losin' control, huh
I'm makin' the summer get cold (fuck!)
I touch it it's turnin' to gold (da gold!)
That **** be cappin' his soul (get up!)
That pussy, it got me in, huh (oh yup!)
That pussy, it got me in a chokehold
Swear I cannot feel my feet
I'm puttin' this shit back down, this gas be makin' me stutter my speech
When I step in, I'm runnin' this shit
When I pull up, they duckin' and shit
Step up with two different duffles and shit, with them apes with banana like jungle and shit
He tryna shoot, man, we barely get hit, when he shoot his ass back, he gon' choke on that shit
Spin his ass, thought he was jokin' and shit, we ain't playin' bout none of this shit, lil' bitch
****,12 be trippin' bout me and the gang
I hit a lick with my super good aim
Choppa be fa-fa-fa-fa-ing the lames
You not ahead of me, stay in your lane
Thinkin' we giggin' off meds I'm just high
Don't make me mad, bitch, I'm uppin' that fye
Makin' me mad, I'm startin' a riot, fuck him up, put that big boy on a diet
Shawty, so muthafuckin' bad, she a vibe
Shit brought a muthafuckin' tear to my eye
Weaving through traffic, bitch, I ain't no guide, I ain't stoppin' for nothin, I said open wide
I'm a really bad influence, I'ma misguide
**** put down that blunt, you know you is not fried
****, don't got no muthafuckin' cat, he a liar
(He a muthafuckin' liar)
I'm pressin' the pedal, I'm goin' so fast, I call that shit stress-relief
I'm lightin' this muthafuckin' blunt, okay, my thoughts be having her weak (weak)
Trap be doin' some flips, like back of the belt, you know this shit hit
All of a sudden, they lovin' the new shit, I'm losin' control, huh
I'm makin' the summer get cold
I touch it it's turnin' to gold
That **** be cappin' his soul
That pussy, it got me in, huh
That pussy, it got me in a chokehold
Swear I cannot feel my feet
I'm puttin' this shit back down, this gas be makin' me stutter my speech
Written by: Tahj Blake
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