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Toxic Traits
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Toxic Traits was released on May 1, 2025 by Stealth Bomb Records Inc. as a part of the album Toxic Traits - Single
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Release DateMay 1, 2025
LabelStealth Bomb Records Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snak the Ripper
Snak the Ripper
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Fyvie
William Fyvie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Snak the Ripper
Snak the Ripper
Graphic Design
Jamie Kuse
Jamie Kuse
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer
Johnny Slash
Johnny Slash
Producer

Lyrics

I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
Swerving out the alley in the murdered out Denali
All these dummies protesting run em over at the rally
This is season 9 and we approaching the finale
Still squashin' all these roaches from the ocean to the valley
The kids a heavy hitter, knock it right outta the park
Fuck with me you gotta better chance at fighting a shark
If I don’t like you Ima tell ya ass right from the start
The only time I gaslight is when I’m lighting a fart
I been creeping on your lawn, like a Peeping Tom
Ask ya mom if she still looking for that deep and long
I got some pharmaceutical drugs that keep me calm
But Im still stayin' up in smoke like Cheech and Chong
Im jealous and I'm crazy, negative on every topic
I don’t get along with anyone, I'm hateful and i talk shit
Plus I'm damaged and I'm broken, ain’t no way that I can stop it
Better keep your fucking distance cuz I'm spiteful and I'm toxic
I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
My soul is empty and my heart is just a dark abyss
I don’t feel no empathy I guess I’m just a Narcissist
Trust me when I tell you homie you don’t want no part in this
You might have a little spark, but I’m a fuckin’ arsonist
Diesel fumes on my breath, burnin’ every bridge I cross
Making money in my sleep, bitch you know the kids a boss
Came a fucking long way from being broke and gettin sauced
Used to show respect to people, nowadays that shit is lost, Uhh
All you hoes need a nose bleed
Married to the game and I ain’t never got no cold feet
Low key, no sleep, watching you the whole week
Tracking you with GPS, the creepiest control freak
Im jealous and I'm crazy, negative on every topic
I don’t get along with anyone, I'm hateful and i talk shit
Plus I'm damaged and I'm broken, ain’t no way that I can stop it
Better keep your fucking distance cuz I'm spiteful and I'm toxic
I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
I’m outta control, I lost the brakes
If you, look at me wrong, I’ll pop ya face
That’s why I get so high, got me lost in space
And all these bitches trying to tell me I got toxic traits
Written by: William Fyvie
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