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Bhet
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bhet was released on June 15, 2025 by KashTu Deep Records as a part of the album Bhet - Single
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Release DateJune 15, 2025
LabelKashTu Deep Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM136

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joshua Robertson
Joshua Robertson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Robertson
Joshua Robertson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joshua Robertson
Joshua Robertson
Engineer

Lyrics

(Alright, Bet, ****)
(Michael Jackson imma bad ****)
(**** go get you a rag ****)
Bet, bet, a young **** came from riches
A young **** came in the game
A young **** just want famous
Swiping the card for debit, they never gave me credit
Go jump in beef with critics, I don't want beef with dead bitches
Slinging iron for dead presidents, Michael Jackson imma bad ****
**** go get you a bag ****
I got my shit from rags ****
I be that D one crash ****
Yo pants down, wipe your ass ****
I just came home tryna get in withcha
Now imma tryna bop till his head on a pillow
Bet, Ceight Vet, knock down yo door tryna creep down yo bed
Born on a jet with a illegal strap
If it ain't bout the bag, get the fuck out the South
Lil' shorty shut up, you keep running your mouth
Don't run outside, leave his ass on the couch
Put your faith in me, I know we dangerous
Yeah, point Dexter, some shit have a grown **** cry over
I ain't drunk in this bitch, I feel sober
**** get out the spot till it's November, imma turn up cause it's really a symbol
Imma stay humble, they got mental, fuck they saying imma man in the middle
Most of these **** they sweet like Skittles
Fuck that man they bitches like brittle
Aww, man I'm too official
Aww, that's one slimey little ****
Aww, I flip a dime to a nickel
Man I'm so official, that's one slimey ass ****
Bet, bet, a young **** came from riches
A young **** came in the game
A young **** just want famous
Swiping the card for debit, they never gave me credit
Go jump in beef with critics, I don't want beef with dead bitches
Slinging iron for dead presidents, Michael Jackson imma bad ****
**** go get you a bag ****
I got my shit from rags ****
I be that D one crash ****
Yo pants down, wipe your ass ****
I just came home tryna get in withcha
Now imma tryna bop till his head on a pillow
(Alright, Bet, ****)
Written by: Joshua Robertson
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