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Easter Island
Hip-Hop/Rap
Easter Island was released on April 14, 2022 by Phantom Troupe as a part of the album S Tier
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AlbumS Tier
Release DateApril 14, 2022
LabelPhantom Troupe
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Seabreeze
Isaiah Seabreeze
Songwriter
Zachary Taylor
Zachary Taylor
Songwriter
Blake Banks
Blake Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayashi
Ayashi
Producer

Lyrics

Stones, wrist, icy
Think they like me
Clothes, whips, pricey
No one's like me
Shawty getting spicy in my white tee
Said she want to one night me
I think that I might leave
Stones, wrist, icy
Think they like me
Clothes, whips, pricey
No one's like me
Shawty getting spicy in my white tee
Said she want to one night me
I think that I might leave
**** never talking but they type that shit
Deadspace, might need me the light on my wrist
Shoot just like artemis, had blessed the kid
My brother Seth think, I'm Steph with the hits
Two tone the whip but I'm never to switch
Sent dog to go pull the lever now we lit
Know my V always for vendetta till I'm dead
PT through any weather we legit
Spite me but still wanna one night me
10 toes Arthur said he wanna come knight me
Stand on it if you don't like me, fight me
**** wanna come get dicey, try me
Cyclops, how my **** shooting with the high beams
Said he hurt wanna mine, you bet he might bleed
Came from the dirt doing deeds unsightly
New duece duece since he bruce almighty
Ouu-Ouu
Ah
Stones, wrist, icy
Think they like me
Clothes, whips, pricey
No one's like me
Shawty getting spicy in my white tee
Said she want to one night me
I think that I might leave
Stones, wrist, icy
Think they like me
Clothes, whips, pricey
No one's like me
Shawty getting spicy in my white tee
Said she want to one night me
I think that I might leave
Stones on my neck, think I'm carrying a cliff now
Don't mean to flex, brand new follows from your bih now
Doctor doctor, all these boulders broke my wrist now
Shocker shocker, diamonds hidden in the mist now
Blunts in my midst, all lit smell like piss
AK brought the piff, you might pass out from a whiff
Mountain top, twisted tea, with the sun on the pool
Close up shop, with the chop, if you're reaching for the jewels
Written by: Blake Banks, Isaiah Seabreeze, Zachary Taylor
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