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Bite Blizzard
50
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Bite Blizzard został wydany 12 czerwca 2026 przez OFFgang jako część albumu Bite Blizzard - Single
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Data wydania12 czerwca 2026
WytwórniaOFFgang
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM162

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeesh
Jeesh
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Meredith
Joshua Meredith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OmarCameUp
OmarCameUp
Producer
koll
koll
Producer

Tekst Utworu

(You need to leave!)
(Ha) Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah woah
Woah, woah, I got (yuh yuh, yuh yuh)
I got-ehh-with that, uh, I got-ehh, uh
Uh, uh (Aye, uh, yah)
I'm talkin' 'bout bite blizzard, fuck a wrist (like fuck a wrist)
Money on the table right now, or I ain't touchin' it (hell nah)
Way we cookin' dough, the pan out here with a oven stick (sheesh)
Youngin' doin' donuts in a hot car, he such a jit (let's go)
He a crash dummy
Jit holdin' racks for me (uh huh)
Baby she a ten, I pull her, I'm that funny
(Gasp)
It just occured to me you lack money (what?)
Tap in with lil' Jump, legitimate bags only (come get in with me)
I said pull up and get fried (c'mon, jit)
You cross me one time, then pray to God (please)
We cheffin' fried chicken on this side (what?)
Jitty saw oblivion just lookin' in my eyes (sheesh)
That manifester me, the next step is destiny (oh yuh)
I pull up with so much damn water from this celery (shee)
I couldn't be amazed by a fuckin' thing you tellin' me (hell nah)
Unless it's right up in my damn face, it's not a bet to me (nah)
Creep up in his house, not a single piece of weaponry (step, step)
Step right out, wasn't a single damn specialty (gone, gone, go)
Tip-toe the game, post up, no one lettin' me
But not a single soul said to me (what? Huh?)
(You-you-you need to leave!)
J-Man, I go crazy
Shake the binder, money shower (I shake it)
Left the stu' all shaky, I was in there twenty hours (twenty hours)
Big body SUV-ie racin', in the 'Yota I got powers (neeyow)
Get the drop and interrogate him
I'm the Nardwuar of Broward (we have to know)
Who the fuck is he to tell me that I ain't on go? (What the fuck?)
Buster rippin' packs, chase him down and pull a card fasho (let's go)
Every since I learned to punch in, man I got bars to go (oh yuh)
But when I'm talkin' 'bout eatin' my damn jewelry, it be hard to know
So
I'm talkin' 'bout bite blizzard, fuck a wrist (like fuck a wrist)
Money on the table right now
Or I ain't touchin' it (or I ain't touchin' shit, bitch)
Way we cookin' dough, the pan out here with a oven stick (step)
Youngin' doin' donuts in a hot car, he such a jit (step, step, skrrt)
He a crash dummy (what?)
Jit holdin' racks for me (aye c'mere, jit)
Baby she a ten, I pull her, I'm that funny
(Gasp)
It just occured to me you lack money (how?)
Tap in with lil' Jump, legitimate bags only (tap in with me, c'mon)
Tap in with me for real, y'know (koll)
(Omar on the come up!)
I'm a Binneman, I know to get a bag type shit
Investments, stocks, all that shit
Really get you invested into a, like a W-2
You gon' get return on your taxes, fuckin'
All that other joint, y'know
Charles Schwab
Haha (you-you)
(You need to leave!)
Written by: Joshua Meredith
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