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Spark Em
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Spark Em was released on July 12, 2021 by Hallwood as a part of the album Spark Em - Single
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Release DateJuly 12, 2021
LabelHallwood
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lamar Lewis
Lamar Lewis
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Yeah, baby, you did this one)
Uh, I said I'on do the talking, uh (spin on me, baby)
(Let's be a lil' bit crazy, 'cause no one really cares)
(And I bust it **** in the pool, know you will be there) right
I don't do the talking, catch an opp and spark him (spark him)
Said they tripping over ****, me I was just walking
Hit him up, I take his pack (uh), and I almost had to park him (okay)
Yo, lil' man really a rat, you can hear the bull talking (listen)
Said he sent a hit, uh, just for that I'm gonna park him
Have his blood spitting out the top his head just like a dolphin
And yo, man, ain't really strapped, so why the fuck yo' man walking?
Buying guns for the gang, we 'bout to have a little auction
She pleading like an Xbox, Lincoln got his chest rocked
Told lil' brody come right out that cut 'cause that's the best spot
Lil' bitch gave the best top, then she gave the best drop
Fucked me like no other on the bucket made the bed rock
I caught a leg shot, shoulda hit my head
Let the gram know we beefin', keep going live that shit fed
Put some metal in your stomach and your man got fed
Uh, hop right out that journy, up the cool and hit his head
Beefing with the opps, they don't link we get the drop (drop)
We be sitting outside right there by the pot, uh
Tryna hit his top, all my killers on his ass (right, right)
Go ahead drop a bag, if you want for sure us getting cash (right)
Pants keep sagging, big blick too heavy, uh
Couple months back two wheels trapping out the Chevy, uh
Hold the book bag, bro, this shit getting heavy
Always down to hit a lick, bro, don't ask me if I'm ready
Bend that block, hit yo' man up and turn his head into spaghetti
And that youngin' he a bitch (uh), I took his gat and he let me (uh)
Took a zip and flipped it to a pound, the trap getting heavy
Then smoke that night, still drilled off an addy (yaeh)
Shit (third), I work down you fuck around
Em-yeah, sit
Written by: Lamar Lewis
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