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SYMPTOMS
Hip-Hop/Rap
SYMPTOMS was released on July 4, 2025 by Grad/EAE Records as a part of the album $uMMER BUN$
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Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelGrad/EAE Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Engineer

Lyrics

You a rich snub, just keep your chin tucked
I had that Asian bitty bussin' on my Dim Sum
And we just pressin' up this weight like it's our income
You catchin' hands like you was tryin' to feel the symptoms
Cause you a rich snub, just keep your chin tucked
I had that Asian bitty bussin' on my Dim Sum
And we just pressin' up this weight like it's our income
You catchin' hands like you was tryin' to feel the symptoms
Our pockets look like Bibles, this shit ain't a diss, but don't take it as typos
We can go and count up all these licks like you preachin' your idol
Mbappé' he be go Real Madrid and he kickin' the Eiffel
We can bring his mommy to him, doc couldn't soften his vitals
You be chasin' buttons like you wanna push to start
We can hop up in that whip and we can hit like Tony Stark
Dream about livin' it large before you rip it all apart
I'm just tryin' to find some closure in my head without no violence
You a bitch and you a pussy, that's why you ain't never signing
You be chasin' for that pussy like they actin' on Love Island
We can't square up cause you just a faggot touchin' on some privates
He a Jew, a snake with cobras, and that's why we should circumcise him
You guilty in denial, that's why you just go changing the subject
Y'all snortin' all these piles of a substance that can't be refunded
The realest fell around you and you did it for shitty-ass functions
You can't tell me nothin' bout them bitches that felt the discomfort
I mean, we gun you and them in-laws, I think about it and get withdrawals
With all the shit that you done pulled, we got the right to be this pissed off
And my bitch look like an actress, when she die, she Cleopatra
We can touch you like a tablet till somebody feel your absence
This whip ain't got a set speed, yo bitches go and text me
We hit you like Wayne Gretzky, cause you just been my pet peeve
And your bitches got a bad stinch, and they below average
She cool when she was skinny, that's when she was doin' backflips
She Meg, but she not savage, she been movin' like a catfish
Yeah you got a sense to bitch before you got a sense of fashion
Standin' on our business before we ever talk in captions
You chasin' to be valid like it's sugar with a fat kid
You a rich snub, just keep your chin tucked
I had that Asian bitty bussin' on my Dim Sum
And we just pressin' up this weight like it's our income
You catchin' hands like you was tryin' to feel the symptoms
Written by: Alexander Marcus Grad
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