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Asmr
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Asmr was released on November 27, 2020 by LOOP as a part of the album Yessir!
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AlbumYessir!
Release DateNovember 27, 2020
LabelLOOP
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dillon James Heinz
Dillon James Heinz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BrokeBoi
BrokeBoi
Producer

Lyrics

(Whoa) ay
(Whoa) yuh
(Whoa) whoa, whoa, hey
Chill out, bro
Look (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Not at the gym, but I'm raising the bar (yes sir)
Opened my third eye, you stay in the dark (yes sir)
**** pop out and you stay in the car (yes sir)
Catching 'em slipping, I gave 'em a scar
Long nose chopper, look like Jafar
You in that house while I'm stomping your yard (yes sir)
Just pulled your bitch like a Yu-Gi-Oh card
I gotta whisper like ASMR (ooh, shh)
I caught that pussy and sent my condolences (ay)
I let her crash 'cause she scared of the homelessness (yuh)
Stack up my dividends, stack up my bonuses (ay)
You **** cap, hope nobody notices
Don't have a heart, don't know what emotion is
Down the whole bottle, don't care what the dosage is (yuh, ay)
Pop half a Xan, I'm losing my focusness (yuh)
Fuck with me wrong and I'm leaving you motionless
That was edgy (yes sir)
My life in anime, ecchi
Top of the game, boy, I'm feeling like Reggie
I'm not a baby, I love eating veggies
I'm in your nightmares, Freddy
Popping up anywhere, look like Resetti
He say, "Hard", wet him up, he spaghetti
Big-body ****, I feel like a yeti (yes sir)
That was a lie, I'm not big-body
But that's why I'm riding around with a shortie
I put that **** in a box like he Roddy (ooh)
That **** catching more rounds than an Audi (ooh)
I cut him up and flush his body down the potty (ooh)
Chopper chop a **** up like karate (buh-buh-brrah)
I ball like I'm Scottie, I'm balling Piscotty (ooh)
In Maserati with a little hottie, boy wait (ooh, ooh, ooh-ah)
I'm on a mission to make acquisitions (yes sir)
Eating these rappers, they very nutritious (yes sir)
Eating that pussy, that shit is delicious (scrumptious)
I might pull up on that bitch (ooh)
With a fork and knife and some butter
That pussy gourmet (delicious)
I sell my wrist like it's hot in the summer
And I'm tryna eat me a meltin' sorbet (delicious)
Talking to women is not my forte (damn)
I let the money do it
Because everybody on the planet fluent (cash)
Know I'm 'bout my bag, I'm always getting to it (cash)
This success is special, ain't no reproducing (on it)
Fucking with the squad and end up with contusions
Like a Pokémon that's in a state of confusion (damn)
He thought he could beat me; it was all delusion (damn)
Knocked some sense into him; now he disillusioned
Goddamn (damn)
Written by: Dillon James Heinz
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