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Platoon
311
Hip-Hop/Rap
Platoon was released on July 8, 2025 by Platoon as a part of the album Prime Example
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Release DateJuly 8, 2025
LabelPlatoon
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kiddo K
Kiddo K
Performer
Egonbeup
Egonbeup
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiddo K
Kiddo K
Composer
Samuel Giradot
Samuel Giradot
Songwriter
Joshua Goins
Joshua Goins
Songwriter
Brian Mitchell
Brian Mitchell
Songwriter
Kenneth ray alexander
Kenneth ray alexander
Songwriter
Ethan Hayes
Ethan Hayes
Songwriter
Eric Toddwilliams
Eric Toddwilliams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samwyse
Samwyse
Producer
Egonbeup
Egonbeup
Producer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Tyme
Tyme
Producer
Haze
Haze
Producer
zuus
zuus
Producer
Andrew Grossman
Andrew Grossman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I need 00000000
Baby, I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry
I get love hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly
[Chorus]
Come out the hood, can't lose, I keep me a glock when I roll with my goons
Taking these drugs vacuum, I don't want to land, get high as the moon
I got them killers in tune, we fly to the top, we ain't got no room
Artilleries in the platoon, just give them the word, they pull up, you doomed
[Refrain]
Look, I need 00000000
Baby, I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry
My fault I'm heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless
I get love hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly
[Verse 1]
Runtz smoke go down cool
Hot head smoking on kool
High as hell trying to keep my cool
Couple bands spent on one shoe
Tunnel vision baby I want you
I got a ton of hoes but they not you
Sneeze wipe his nose achoo
Real gansta they know im the truth
[Chorus]
Come out the hood, can't lose, I keep me a glock when I roll with my goons
Taking these drugs vacuum, I don't want to land, get high as the moon
I got them killers in tune, we fly to the top, we ain't got no room
Artilleries in the platoon, just give them the word, they pull up, you doomed
[Verse 2]
Running so much im tired
Mind fucked up ain’t wired
Said im fine ima liar
Selling dreams I was a buyer
Real shit ima stick by you
I keep the glock on side of me
Smoke out the pound
You don’t need a hound
Can smell weed when I breathe
Middle finger say fuck to apologies
What he say wipe his nose like allergies
It ain’t safe made it out know they mad at me
Me my **** them other don’t matter
Huracan like butter it’s faster
Ima don got these hoes like cattle
Got a issue we take it to battle
Bae I miss you come ride with no saddle
[Chorus]
Come out the hood, can't lose, I keep me a glock when I roll with my goons
Taking these drugs vacuum, I don't want to land, get high as the moon
I got them killers in tune, we fly to the top, we ain't got no room
Artilleries in the platoon, just give them the word, they pull up, you doomed
[Outro]
Look, I need 00000000
Baby, I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry
My fault I'm heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless heartless
I get love hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly hardly
Written by: Brian Mitchell, Eric Toddwilliams, Ethan Hayes, Joshua Goins, Kenneth ray alexander, Kiddo K, Samuel Giradot
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