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YUCK!
75
Hip-Hop/Rap
YUCK! was released on July 15, 2022 by Independent as a part of the album YUCK! - Single
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Release DateJuly 15, 2022
LabelIndependent
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nerve
Nerve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Crackett
Joseph Crackett
Composer
Toby Nicholls
Toby Nicholls
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nerve
Nerve
Producer
Only Odd
Only Odd
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gotta risk it for the biscuit with a chick but I wouldn't call her missus
She said I got stamina, bitta fitness, stand up guy but she think I'm a misfit
Doing tricks on the dick
Kick flip and her ex getting pissed but he's a dipshit
She get paid to look fit, now she on Pinterest
On stage getting lit, now they all dig this
[Verse 2]
They preaching violence to the youth
And I'm like that's ugly
They don't punch guys, they're just punchlines
So I find that funny
Charged up Energizer Bunny
Six chicks in the whip getting zooted, windows up so it might get muggy
Now I'm too high for the club and some drunk chick
In my ear talking all types of fuckery
[Verse 3]
I don't believe in luck but I might get lucky
I don't believe in trust but trust me
I got this shit in the bag like buds be
I like to be on Malone like Bugsy
Lately, man, I been way too hungry
One man boy band, best in the country
Smart with the cash, I'm investing my money, ya dummy
[Verse 4]
Like money and I like punani
But I don't be spending the shit on Armani
Never get between a bear and his honey
Never get between me and my currency
I'd rather be rich and sick than broke and wack
I'm big boy stacking chips like poker matches
I am the straw that broke the camel's back
This chick getting wet, the shit she heard I spat was nasty
[Verse 5]
Potty mouth but I dress so classy
Black tee, black pants, bitch, I'm dardy
Or daddy, what you saying?
Where you at, B? What's your at, B?
[Verse 6]
This dick ain't free, cashapp me
Money in the bank, no sugar daddy
She got back and a degree to match
No bbl, this shit just too thick naturally
[Verse 7]
Keep it casual, hit it casually
I'm having sex throwbacks, now naturally
David Attenbourough, voice so flattering
I'm so natural they're plastic and packaging
[Verse 8]
What's good, baby, what's happening?
Or should I say babe, what's wappening?
This a whole meal like pork and crackling
No veal, she mature like Marilyn Monroe
Born with the soul, Dad taught me the funk though
New Orleans, the meters and gumbo
That girl going off in the front row
Yeah, she big but she damn fly like Dumbo
[Verse 9]
Why you tryna rap if you dress like an undocover?
I never come with just one flow, brother
Captain my country like I'm MO Sala
Check it out now, I'm the funk soul brother
[Verse 10]
Yuck, this shit disgusting, I don't give a fuck
Uh, yuck, don't try to yuck my yum like
Uh, yuck, disgusting, I don't give a fuck
Uh, yuck, don't try to yuck my yum like
[Verse 11]
Uh, ooh, yuck, disgusting, I don't give a fuck
Uh, yuck, don't try to yuck my yum like
Ooh, yuck, disgusting, I don't give a fuck
Uh, yuck, don't try to yuck my yum like, ooh
Written by: Joseph Crackett, Toby Nicholls
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