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10 PIECE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
10 PIECE was released on January 17, 2025 by Independent/CWE Distro as a part of the album 10 PIECE - Single
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Release DateJanuary 17, 2025
LabelIndependent/CWE Distro
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alyxandra Ransom
Alyxandra Ransom
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyxandra Ransom
Alyxandra Ransom
Composer
Alexander Lloyd
Alexander Lloyd
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Lloyd
Alexander Lloyd
Engineer
Tasha Catour
Tasha Catour
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Woah, yeah
(Catour, fuck it up)
[Chorus]
Slob on my cat from the, from the back
Eat it like a ten-piece lemon pepper flat
Kiss him on the lip, never get attached
Pussy got him whipped, I'm without a scratch
Damn, how she work the Glock with acrylic nails?
Popped all his windows out, could've went to jail
I ain't tryna be his peace, I'ma give him hell
'Za in this grabba leaf and it's top-shelf
[Verse 1]
Scammers out, them cameras out, they love the way I'm standin' out (Standin' out)
Splashin' like a dolphin, then your head is in a gator's mouth (Yeah)
Pop it like a .223, this ice on me coolant kit (Coolant)
I ain't go to college, so I like my **** stupid rich (He stupid)
He a runner, yeah, he a runner, yeah
They say love is blind, but I ain't Stevie Wonder
All that talkin' out the side gon' make me snatch your frontal (Bitch)
The dotted line, I just can't find it 'til I see them commas, yeah
[Chorus]
Slob on my cat from the, from the back
Eat it like a ten-piece lemon pepper flat
Kiss him on the lip, never get attached
Pussy got him whipped, I'm without a scratch
Damn, how she work the Glock with acrylic nails?
Popped all his windows out, could've went to jail
I ain't tryna be his peace, I'ma give him hell
'Za in this grabba leaf and it's top-shelf
[Verse 2]
Crash out 'bout her ****, I'm a real go-getter, yeah
**** stay pillow talkin', I can't babysit 'em (Babysit 'em)
All these **** dogs, mine just pick of the litter
When I replace 'em, I upgrade 'em, I go bigger and bigger
Yeah, yeah, like Pretty Ricky, they on my hotline (Hotline)
Uh, we do more steppin' than a cha-cha (Cha-cha)
Yeah, bust it open like a Glock 9 (Bah)
Hit it from the side, that shit was clappin' like a high-five
[Chorus]
Slob on my cat from the, from the back
Eat it like a ten-piece lemon pepper flat
Kiss him on the lip, never get attached
Pussy got him whipped, I'm without a scratch
Damn, how she work the Glock with acrylic nails?
Popped all his windows out, could've went to jail
I ain't tryna be his peace, I'ma give him hell
'Za in this grabba leaf and it's top-shelf
[Instrumental]
Woah, yeah
Written by: Alexander Lloyd, Alyxandra Ransom
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