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Fess Up
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fess Up was released on June 11, 2019 by Waycool as a part of the album Fess Up - Single
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Release DateJune 11, 2019
LabelWaycool
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM60

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Kelman
Jordan Kelman
Songwriter
Joshua Dillon
Joshua Dillon
Songwriter
Jaime Dixon
Jaime Dixon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Douglas
Aaron Douglas
Producer
Nathan Malcolm
Nathan Malcolm
Producer
Kuion Martin
Kuion Martin
Producer

Lyrics

Sliding home, they ain't touch me so I'm safe
Show no face, put the money in the safe
Pearly gates keep on calling for a young black **** but I put my digger in his grave
If you wrong, you wrong, **** fess up, fess up
This ain't ball but all my **** check up, cheque’d up
This ain't ball my **** but all my **** tech'd up, tech’d up
Got no time to make amends, I be aiming at your head
Goddam, lil Seago, shitting where I can
Just to son a man, imma get a mini van
Just to prove a point, imma get a mini van
You a tech deck lil **** size six vans
She was coughing, throwing shade but I’m a sicker man
She’ll want me to heal her when she gets sick of her man
You’re small money, Waycool’s a mini band
I lost count I don’t know how many
Dirty old vans all my **** road, mans
Fuck your plans, leave these **** no chance
So romantic, she with the antics
She backed up like a truck in some traffic
Better be ready ready in a bit
Long as you took you better look like Jorja Smith
If the shoe fits, then we getting hitched
Make me sick
Yackity yack cause she thickity thick
New girl intimate, she aint only into men
Buy you the zip say bye to to the middle man
Bi-polar moods, its swinging like ceiling fans, uh
Pulling strings tryna get her bands up
None of you **** can answer like the back of the class with your hand up
They can’t sit with the gang, they can’t stand us
It gon end with the rapper like Chancellor
I make her wet like Katara
Old **** cut off quick like a barber
Then we can do what we wanna
Touching her for the first time like Madonna
Everything you did, done did it, I’m the new don dada
Show up on your block like tada
Shorty couldn’t be no prouder
In my bag, more Prada
She’d kill for head like Jeffery Dahmer
If you wrong, you wrong, **** fess up, fess up
This ain't ball but all my **** check up, cheque’d up
This ain't ball my **** but all my **** tech'd up, tech’d up
Got no time to make amends, I be aiming at your head
Something on your chest then say it with your chest
If you wrong then you wrong, ****
Confess
If you wrong then you wrong, ****
Come correct
Please don't hit my line up
I got shooters in my line up
Off the top, you can get lined up
Told you times up, please do not try us
Written by: Jaime Dixon, Jordan Kelman, Joshua Dillon
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