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Spazzmanian Devil
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Spazzmanian Devil was released on July 15, 2023 by WDT as a part of the album Clock In
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Release DateJuly 15, 2023
LabelWDT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quin Kennedy
Quin Kennedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SpazzQ
SpazzQ
Producer

Lyrics

Hold on
Spazz made the beat
I be stackin' bread
I stay in my lane
If you lookin' for me
I be on a game
No, you cannot copy me
I think you are a lame
**** tryna steal my swag
I think that's kinda strange
Let me teach you how to get it bag
Since you on my dick
If you not first, you in last
Damn, don't even trip
Now he mad, why he mad
Buddy lost his grip
Time to clock in I'm countin cash
Only want blue strips
Nah, I won't speak on that, cause I don't deal with such and such
And if a **** try to rob me, then I'ma spill some blood
Next thing you know, these **** naming you after some bud
Yeah, I'ma smoke on that, like I do not give a fuck
When I wake up in the morning, ****, geekin' is a must
With the amount I'm smokin' on, might as well be the plug
Yeah, I'm steppin' on these ****, man, these **** really bugs
And I be feelin' loony when I'm high off these drugs
Yeah, run it up, get it quick, stack it up, get a bag
You just mad cause I'm winning, I'm in first, you in last
I'm the teacher, you the student, read a book, stay in class
Watch your mouth speaking to me, I will still beat your ass
And I was lookin' at your bitch, she got a fat ass
And my bitch is right here lookin' too, we smokin' good gas
I'ma do what I fuckin' want, cause I'm like that
I be tryna to stack my fuckin' bread, cause I like cash
I be stackin' bread
I stay in my lane
If you lookin' for me
I be on a game
No, you cannot copy me
I think you are a lame
**** tryna steal my swag
I think that's kinda strange
Let me teach you how to get it bag
Since you on my dick
If you not first, you in last
Damn, don't even trip
Now he mad, why he mad
Buddy lost his grip
Time to clock in I'm countin cash
Only want blue strips
Yeah, all I see is green, and all I want is bling
What's the black without the white, and what's the yang without the ying
No, I don't pop pills, and I don't do no lean
Good shrooms, good gas, a bad bitch is all I need
I'ma smoke this OG, but I won't go to sleep
I be geekin' in the booth, that's how I made this whole beat
She says she like the way I shine, and love it how I gleam
Yeah, she in here head-boppin', I know she fuckin' with me
Truthfully and honestly, I'm tryin' to stack this cake up
I'm tryin' to get this pape up, I'm really in the zone
Yes, watch how you speak to me, I might not even say none
But if you talkin' shit, then I'm knockin' off your dome
I'ma spazz like I'm a maniac, geek like I'm a brainiac
Give his ass a heart attack, he won't make it home
While I be at the crib stackin' racks, rollin' up, smackin' ass
Bustin' down Applejacks and some honeycombs
I be stackin' bread
I stay in my lane
If you lookin' for me
I be on a game
No, you cannot copy me
I think you are a lame
**** tryna steal my swag
I think that's kinda strange
Let me teach you how to get it bag
Since you on my dick
If you not first, you in last
Damn, don't even trip
Now he mad, why he mad
Buddy lost his grip
Time to clock in I'm countin cash
Only want blue strips
Written by: Quin Kennedy
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