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Let It Rip
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Let It Rip was released on September 22, 2021 by Simple Stupid Records / Geffen Records as a part of the album BACK IN ACTION
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Release DateSeptember 22, 2021
LabelSimple Stupid Records / Geffen Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
midwxst
midwxst
Vocals
benjicold
benjicold
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Songwriter
James Addison
James Addison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
midwxst
midwxst
Recording Engineer
benjicold
benjicold
Producer
Drew Sliger
Drew Sliger
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh)
(Yeah ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh)
(Yeah ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh)
(Yeah ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh)
[Chorus]
I'm at the top, don't think that I'm stoppin'
Making some songs, my friends help me drop 'em
Designer on me and you know that I'm coppin'
Walk in the Saks cus' you know that I'm shoppin'
I'm in the top two, and I'm not second
Bro got a choppa he toting that weapon
Feel like a teacher, I'll teach him a lesson
Like Ash, already know imma catch him
[Verse 1]
I got a rocket on me, let's blast!
Talkin' that shit, we beat yo ass
You wanna talk, but don't got class
Counting my money, I watch it add
Up in that bank and it never go down
Them hollow tips on the motherfuckin' rounds
Do not think I could let my momma down
I'm doin my best imma make her proud, yeah
[Verse 2]
Do not think I want your hoe
Selling out my shows
Balenci see my toes
Squad, I keep 'em close
This the life I chose
Ain't do this alone
Stayin' with my bros
Talkin' to me, boy watch your tone
[Verse 3]
You want that smoke till' we pull up with sticks (Bop, bop, bop!)
And now you don't wanna talk shit
I got a choppa that shit finna rip
Beyblade, we gon let that bitch spin
Shoutout the gang, yeah shout out my twins
Taking a dub, bitch I always win
Do it for family, I do it for kin
Free all my brothers that's locked in the pen
[Verse 4]
I'm finna get a tat, that stick and poke
Only wanna talk shit through a damn phone
I been making money by stayin' at home
Talkin' to me boy you better watch your tone
Shoutout Xantonio, RIP Tone
She said I'm not shit but I'm making her moan
I feel like I'm Zeke, cuz I'm up in New York
I'm putin' in effort, I'm puttin' in work
I know you girl want me, yeah she tryna flirt
I don't even want her but I know you hurt
Come with the cash if you want a verse
Killin' my features, put em' in a hearse
Kill them motherfuckers, put em in the dirt
I was real down bad, think I had a curse
But I'm up at the top I ain't stoppin'
Know **** hate, and I know that they watchin'
Suffer defeat, that cannot be me
I'm mixin' the Kapital with Louis V
I feel like Pharrell, I been rockin' Ice Cream
Bapestas, know that they stay on the feet
[Verse 5]
I needed the money with no delay
Smokin' on gas, its all in the brain
Link up wit' Sam when I'm off the plane
I never cared for the shit that you say
Bro toting that stick, stick
Know you don't wanna get hit
Know I''m making them hits, hits
No, I cannot miss, no
Wanna copy my fits, fits
Bro wanna be like me
He telling a fib, fib
I know that boy lyin'
[Chorus]
I'm at the top, don't think that I'm stoppin'
Making some songs, my friends help me drop 'em
Designer on me and you know that I'm coppin'
Walk in the Saks cus' you know that I'm shoppin'
I'm in the top two, and I'm not second
Bro got a choppa he toting that weapon
Feel like a teacher, I'll teach him a lesson
Like Ash, already know imma catch him
Written by: Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III, James Addison
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