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Ikno
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ikno was released on March 27, 2025 by NOA & Zulu Yata as a part of the album Ikno - Single
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Release DateMarch 27, 2025
LabelNOA & Zulu Yata
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zulu Yata
Zulu Yata
Rap, Recorder
Noa Casillas
Noa Casillas
Recorder, Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noa Casillas
Noa Casillas
Songwriter
Kenyatta Gibson
Kenyatta Gibson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zulu Yata
Zulu Yata
Recording Engineer
Noa Casillas
Noa Casillas
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

Doing my thang, I’m doing my thang, yeah
Doing my thang, I’m doing my thang
I’m doing my thang, I’m doing my thang
Yeah, I’m just doing my thang, I know
Choppa go aim, that thang gon’ blow
I don’t know what I’m saying anymore
I ain’t doing those thangs, I ain’t doing those thangs, woah
Keeping shit moving while I’m kicking my feet up
She moving so bad, how she move like Selena?
That body so cold, how she walk with them features
That .45 on my hip, watch how it keep up—don’t leave her
Energy of Selena, that type that fill arenas, oh woah
Bad bitch and she Latina, telling me she wanna go deeper
Riding around town with that 9 on her Nina
I keep doing my thang, I know
I keep doing my thang, I know
I keep doing my thang, I know
We all in the hills, yeah, getting faded for real
We saying, what’s next?, remote-controlling the thrill
She moving them checks out, love how she do it for real
Know how to stick to the code—militant moves that we making for real, woah
Get the check solo, she can't check my phone
I like to be alone, I ain't never coming home
Used to whip it at the stove, now this shit about the Rovers
Too many times, yo’ ass over, keep our relationship low
Know how to switch codes up—sexy dress code
I want your fire, bae, you too explosive
I want every moment, but what is your motive?
You got me too open, wanna leave my ass hopeless
Last lil’ bitch left me homeless
I ain’t gon’ play 'bout it, I ain't gon’ play about nothing, I'm on it
Hittin’ the little box, she tell me to flip it
She tell me to floor it, want me to go as fast as I can
Baby, I'm focused, take it out then hold it
That's my lil’ freak, shawty too sweet
Bring your fine ass, jump in them sheets
On my whereabouts, where do I be?
Girl, you're too connected to me
I just wanna dissect your physique—be a surgeon
Baby girl, you know your worth it
Looking that good, yeah, that body too perfect
I keep doing my thang, I know
I keep doing my thang, I know
I keep doing my thang, I know
Written by: Kenyatta Gibson, Noa Casillas
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