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678

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Hip-Hop/Rap

678 was released on September 5, 2025 by EMI as a part of the album Different Times

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mazza_l20

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mazza_l20

Composer

Young Pepo

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Young Pepo

Producer

Jxmie

Recording Engineer

Teezio

Mixing Engineer

Ohad Nissim

Mastering Engineer

Ignacio Portales

Ignacio Portales

Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Five, six, seven, eight, nine double M's in a clip

Ten, eleven, twelve-gauge shells in a stick

Certified without a stick

Murdaside, we made a hit

Verified without a tick

[Verse 1]

The hollow tips'll hit your whip and make you flip

Make you crash into a ditch

Make 'em slip and take a trip

Drop a rap, not drop a diss

Drop the cash and drop a hit

Do the dash and do the dip

When I've got suttin on me hip

Free me bro, we got equipped

I'm the captain of the ship

Wearing blue like I'm a Crip

I'm not banging for no gang

I bang for bro, it's off the rip

Tell Fanta Packs I need a zip

Tell Aitch I need a sip

And tell your bird that she's got nits

They hate it when I'm broke

I bet they hate me now I'm rich

Got it popping in a celly

Popped me nose and popped me lip

Got him back and chopped the prick

Retaliation proper quick

I — up a prisoner on sight

On the yard like Choppa did

And fuck an opp, I'm not a kid

Me or them, you've gotta pick

Don't be playing both sides, you little snake, you make me sick

Verified without a tick

Certified without a stick

Murdaside, we made a hit

[Verse 2]

But we done it broad day and made him vanish

Just me and one of me amigos ,but we're not Spanish

Ask D, used to test it on the tree and check the damage

Independent 'cause I'm not the type of person you can manage

He don't want no beef, he's vegan

Pepper up his salad

Me bro is dropping missions on his own because he's callous

Get the drop, make it pop

You probably heard it out in Dallas

And you can call me Mal G, it's short for malice

I caught him slipping with his girl 'cause he's a gyalis

I'm a rapper now, I'll rap until I bought me mum a palace

They don't understand, it's not the wonderland and I'm not Alice

And if you don't get it, that's a fairy tale

How the fuck's he trapping if he don't know how to work a scale?

And if you're failing to prepare, then be prepared to fail

We had to slide on the rats like a curtain rail

We was testing straps out on the tracks, that's that Merseyrail

Gotta keep it on me all the time 'cause I'm not scared of jail

[Chorus]

Five, six, seven, eight, nine double M's in a clip

Ten, eleven, twelve-gauge shells in a stick

Certified without a stick

Murdaside, we made a hit

Verified without a tick

[Chorus]

Five, six, seven, eight, nine double M's in a clip

Ten, eleven, twelve-gauge shells in a stick

Certified without a stick

Murdaside, we made a hit

Verified without a tick

Written by: Mazza_l20, Young Pepo

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