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Mike Jack
84
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mike Jack was released on May 30, 2025 by 738794 Records DK as a part of the album Mike Jack - Single
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Release DateMay 30, 2025
Label738794 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CityBoi Base
CityBoi Base
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Goynes III
Robert Goynes III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dj Stakman
Dj Stakman
Engineer

Lyrics

But I was too blind to see
That you seduce every man
This time you won't seduce me
She's saying, "That's okay
Hey, baby, do what you please
I have the stuff that you want
I am the thing that you need
She looked me deep in the eyes
She touchin' me so to start
She says there's no turnin' back"
She trapped me in her heart
Need to make up my mind either the sprite or the Fanta
Glock on me now but that's dirty Diana
Tellem free unc he got life in the slammer
How I'm facing the wood I'll slide wit' the cancer
He talk on the net but we ain't wit' the banter
Calling her phone but he ain't get a answer
Glocky a singer the choppa a dancer
Pull off wit' that bitch I'll hold her for ransom
How I walk on the beat I'm a smooth ass ****
Crakas ain't chase me "how they lose that ****?"
I done got more Smegs 'cause my bands got bigger
I done beat her from the back how her legs got thicker
Got his first gun now he think he a hitter
Pulled up on that bitch then she turned to a stripper
Made peace with my ex but I know the bitch bitter
Cup fulla drank I done turned to a sipper
Feel bad for the opps 'cause they think they'll win
Run up on base you get turned to a pin
Lame ass **** you call him your twin
He fled the country to cop him some skin
I can get rich off of arm and a hammer
They left me out when they turned to a scammer
I know I'm speeding but I got a jammer
She eat the dick like she ain't got no manners
Damn
We had possession you that we scored
You couldn't get away now you wrappin' the pole
Think I need to pray 'cause she snatching my soul
Whew whew
Please don't pull up to me Beefin' bout bots
You claim you a killer I know that you not
I can't go for nothing I put that on Mott
I need me a cooler the blicky to hot
You serve the wrong **** they blew up the spot
Bitch don't hit my phone if you ain't tryna cop
I know I crashed out but it was for the plot
They can be mad but they ain't gonna slide
They can pull up if they all wanna die
I use the Nina then I let it fly
Waiving the K like I'm tryna say hi
Made up my mind either the sprite or the Fanta
Glock on me now but that's dirty Diana
Tellem free unc he got life in the slammer
How I'm facing the wood I'll slide wit' the cancer
He talk on the net but we ain't wit' the banter
Calling her phone but he ain't get a answer
Glocky a singer the choppa a dancer
Pull off wit' that bitch I'll hold her for ransom
Written by: Robert Goynes III
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