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FANTASY
24
Hip-Hop/Rap
FANTASY was released on December 20, 2024 by Angels Wear Designer as a part of the album FANTASY - Single
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Release DateDecember 20, 2024
LabelAngels Wear Designer
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM162

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tuxedo Mask
Tuxedo Mask
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tuxedo Mask
Tuxedo Mask
Songwriter
Fritz O. Saint Louis
Fritz O. Saint Louis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tuxedo Mask
Tuxedo Mask
Producer

Lyrics

Tell me she don't wanna work be a fantasy bitch
I get so fuckin throwed I can't even see shit
Call them boys down the road cuz they gotta see this
Sniper gang with the aim cuz you know I don't miss
Angel's wear designer
Angel's wear designer
You know it's a vibe when I step outside
Baby come alive
Baby come alive
Go too elite
Hoes inna streets
Lapping all these **** and they can't compete
Push to start the whip and I don't need my keys
They could not comprehend all of my melodies
Finna drive off inna whip like it's a felony
To the beyond and its infinite
Bad bitches they wanna get intimate
Raf Simmons you can't even rock this shit
My stock straight to the top like a rocketship
**** talkin in my comments I don't care not gonna lie
Up one, band up two, up five
Maybe then I'll give a shit you're nothing to the guys
I put Prada on my neck and shit yo bitch acting surpised
Tell me girl to kill me slowly if I ever tell a lie
You can tell by how she acts that she's the devil all the time
Treat this shit just like a sport
Hit a three big Tuxedo shooting on and off the court
Rocking Prada finna buy up everything that's in the store
Working harder than the devil We gon take that boy to war
Don't want to work? be a fantasy
Be everything that they said that you couldn't be
A hunnid a smile yeah thats fantasy
I'm reach for more money then I've ever seen
Who are you pray tell
I got a prerogative you know I raise hell
Thief in the night you should save yourself
Cuz I'm all about my goals, got a mismatch bitch
Adios
Got a problem You can swing you're fucking pole
**** want hearts bae I want your soul
Everything you say take a toll
Skrrt skrrt skrrt
I'm the goat
Inna rush shawty I just need ya throat
It goes on and on and on
On my line I don't even know what you want
Damn blowing up my phone I don't know what you want
Catch a vibe while I'm out throwing ones in the club
And she on the phone said she want to talk what the fuck
Written by: Fritz O. Saint Louis, Tuxedo Mask
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