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Americunt
9
Hip-Hop/Rap
Americunt was released on March 18, 2025 by CRASH CLUB as a part of the album Josuon
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AlbumJosuon
Release DateMarch 18, 2025
LabelCRASH CLUB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
kil
kil
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Abankwah
J. Abankwah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
kil
kil
Producer
nasir
nasir
Mixing Engineer
Pat Swish
Pat Swish
Producer

Lyrics

Daddy not a deadbeat, that bottle just made the decisions for him
Momma not a bitch, I just happened not to listen to her
My **** was the biggest, now he the biggest behind prison walls
I ain't wanna rob you but another job just cut me off
Lights out, gas out, too much pride for helpin' hands
I stopped checkin' with folks 'cause all I had was bummy friends
All I want is, all she wanted was another man
I guess I got a warrant 'cause I ain't goin' to court again
Man, man, Crash everything
Plays so fuckin' big, could buy ya bitch wedding ring
Slimey as they come, you know my gang forever green
My gang for everything
My gang forever green
My love turned to dust
The money fuckin' up
I know you think you me but you ain't flashin' hard enough
I said fuck a wood, I'll get high with a Dutch
Shaddaia know I'm tryin' but I got demons in the function
This **** tryna crash with God, you obviously concussive (No cap)
What's the point in makin' comments?
We got nothin' in common
You still off spic and spam
We got tired of ramen
Turned his self in to the precinct
He got tired hidin'
Gun by my bat, man, case **** think 'bout robbin'
Ain't y'all tired of stallin'?
Y'all ain't gettin' no dollars?
**** talk so cool until my cool ass hit the room (Cool)
Shiesty mask disguise, make me feel like Dr. Doom (Yeah)
Dawg, I'm so damn fly, I just put jet wings on a broom (Yeah)
Bitch tryn' catch a vibe, she said she need a break from school (Ha)
Prayin' I be a rapper, if not I'm back sellin' tools
He said fuck me? I guess it's **** fuck them **** too (Yup)
Who said Billi ain't never gave back?
Threw you hunnid dollar zips, and on what it wan' thrax? (Tah)
Talkin' 'bout a switch, you ain't never blicked that (Tah)
Talkin' 'bout a bitch, gang you can't hit that, hol' up
Man, man, Crash everything
Plays so fuckin' big, could buy ya bitch a wedding ring
Slimey as they come, you know my gang forever green
My gang with everything
My gang with everything
Pilly for the plane trip
Now this ho a space ship, (Hol' up)
Money longer
Shit look like a K clip (Okay)
Made cash off Apple Music but won't say shit (shhh)
Fuck yo' studio, my basement got one (Talm 'bout)
Pardon me, off percs but I got God in me
Miss Come-fuck-me-now
I scratch that coochie like the lottery
Bougie hoodrat ****, makin' gourmet meals out Dollar Tree
He want smoke, pussy go match yo self
This ain't eharmony at all
If her name start with a K, bitch done gave me hella problems
I got hoes that say they love me, I got hoes that lied about it
**** tried to fly my bitch out, I got 3 more jobs
One was servin', one was workin', one was credit card fraud
Went from Livingston to Pickerington to Linden, on my daddy
We had 4 eviction notice so that's how I end up trappin'
I was broke and anti-social, don't know how I started rappin'
Man, my school was full of crackers
How my brother an assassin? Man, man
Crash everything
Billi everything
Flash everything
Crack rock so fat, look like a damn wedding ring
If you saw me trappin' at Burger King, bitch, don't say anything
You pressed to watch my story, I post drugs to make a sale
Free my **** out the box, we so tired of GTL
I was snatchin' beats off YouTube like I promise I'ma pay 'em
Bro, my bus was full of junkies
My clothes gotta pipe-y smell (Talm 'bout)
Man, Billi never gave a tah
Ayo, fuck Ella, when I mistype, her name still pop up
I did nothing but my job, you **** fired me for what?
But I made 3 bands that day, tell yo' staff suck my nut, **** (Fuck?)
I cut bitches off like split ends
My double cups be brick red
And I came up from a thin spread
Yo' brother is a shitbag
And Houston cops is dickheads
My plays weren't even hittin'
I ran it up job flippin'
Man, man, Crash everything
Smash everything
Flash everything
Flash so fuckin' hard, could buy ya bitch wedding ring
Slimey as they come, you know my gang forever green
Hello
Josuon?
Waddup, fuzz
Fuzz, tell me why I just tagged the one bitch from Bernard's?
Aww, for real
****, yes fuzz
Damn, brother, that's crazy
Mmcht, man, fuzz, why you gotta be a ho right now?
You know I been wanted to buss that cunt down for a minute
Fuck up with you?
Round, I ain't gon lie, I'm 'bout to blow my fuckin' head off
Written by: J. Abankwah
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