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Rotation
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rotation was released on June 9, 2025 by AIP Music as a part of the album Rotation - Single
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Release DateJune 9, 2025
LabelAIP Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Story AIP
Story AIP
Vocals
Travon King
Travon King
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Williams III
Robert Williams III
Songwriter
Travon King
Travon King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travon King
Travon King
Producer

Lyrics

I'm about to put the blunt in rotation
Then I ask lil' mama "what's your location"
She know that I'm real and it ain't no fakin'
Fuckin' with me heavy, she said "no flakin'"
What you need some money, ****, go take it
You been sittin' down and you got no payment
I been stackin' up, I got the hoes chasin'
Took her to the room, bitch, it ain't no datin'
How you **** braggin' bout some shit that
you ain't had now
Flexin' on your bitch, I got these **** lookin' mad now
I gave that bitch some money, look at me like I'm her dad now
But now she gettin' clingy, this shit starting to get sad now
We been in here chiefing on the dro
You would think this some shit that we grow
But my plug, he got it for the low
Smoke it all and then I cop some more
I don't copycat, but all the clones make it
All that shit they spit, it just be so basic
I was killin' shit inside my old basement
Now I just be chillin' with my bros makin'
Hella money, it ain't funny, seein' the green
And I got your honey, yeah, she wanna be with the team
I hit her back to back to back and I be makin' her wheeze
And I ain't never been weak, my **** all from the East, ayy
We be gettin' streets, but we got no placements
They tryna serve me papers at like four places
But it's all good, cause I got closed cases
I'm tryna keep my money, that shit so sacred
Popped up unannounced, I got that hoe naked
She don't wear no leggings, it ain't no chafing'
I'ma tell that bitch she gotta go
You look at the bitch and you gon' go save it
I seen that shit comin', ****, no LASIK
Truffle butter on it, she gon' go taste it
I'm smokin' with my ****, then I'm goin' home
I roll another wood, then I'm gon' face it
She like, "why you on your phone? Why you never talk to me?"
Cause my mind on some money somewhere that it oughta be
Teach my lil' brother the lessons the OGs taught to me
You hit a lick with me, you got paid, you ain't get caught with me
I be on the East cause that's my old haven
But you hear my music cross the whole nation
When you got a problem, boy, you gon', racing
When I got a problem, boy, I'm gon' face it
Been a couple times, I got my flow taken
But I don't be trippin' cause they won't make it
**** out here actin' like they cold
But I seen it comin', boy, that's so Raven
Written by: Robert Williams III, Travon King
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