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Headlight
8
W trasie
Hip-Hop
Utwór Headlight został wydany 7 sierpnia 2026 przez Great Day Records/Santa Anna jako część albumu Mr. Did It By Hisself 3
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Data wydania7 sierpnia 2026
WytwórniaGreat Day Records/Santa Anna
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM70

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
FattMack
Performer
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Songwriter
Eric Moreno
Eric Moreno
Songwriter
Luis Espíndola
Luis Espíndola
Songwriter
Ra Gordon
Ra Gordon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RenoBeatz
RenoBeatz
Producer
ClaycoSuil
ClaycoSuil
Producer
Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)
Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Peter A Barker and Jacob Stewart at Pen Station Studios, Santa Monica, CA
Peter A Barker and Jacob Stewart at Pen Station Studios, Santa Monica, CA
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Ra Gordon
Ra Gordon
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
My twin snatch ****' chains like Deebo
She say I'm the one like D-Rose
Always keep my gun like Rambo
I'ma count this pape' until my hands broke (Yeah)
Every time I fuckin' fell down, I ain't have no one to fuckin' land on
You done had your time, now just put your pants on
If you runnin' it up, ****, put your mans on
Yeah, I throw back Perks just to take the edge off
And I ain't tryna pop no molly, hell no
You let me down, you know that ain't right
Always lyin', lil' bitch, you dead wrong
Cried myself to sleep in the bed like every night
I found out my **** Smak gone
When we spin, cut off the headlights
They won't hear shit but these guns sound
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Please don't make me mad, your ass get hunted down
In just ninety days, I checked the bank
I done spent a hundred thousand buyin' drank
Yeah, I bought lil' brother a whip so he could ride around
FN on my hip, I'ma blow this bitch, them **** won't take me out
She just wasn't tryna fuck, but now I'm up, she tryna take me down
I been puttin' this money up for rainy days, but it's like the sun keep shinin'
You would be able to tell if you stand up next to me with them fake-ass diamonds
Just me and her gettin' high, we on a high
[Chorus]
My twin snatch ****' chains like Deebo
She say I'm the one like D-Rose
Always keep my gun like Rambo
I'ma count this pape' until my hands broke (Yeah)
Every time I fuckin' fell down, I ain't have no one to fuckin' land on
You done had your time, now just put your pants on
If you runnin' it up, ****, put your mans on
Yeah, I throw back Perks just to take the edge off
And I ain't tryna pop no molly, hell no
You let me down, you know that ain't right
Always lyin', lil' bitch, you dead wrong
Cried myself to sleep in the bed like every night
I found out my **** Smak gone
When we spin, cut off the headlights
They won't hear shit but these guns sound
Written by: Eric Moreno, Luis Espíndola, Mckenzie Haynes, Ra Gordon
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