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thor
Hip-Hop/Rap
thor was released on July 4, 2025 by Forever In Victory, Everyday as a part of the album Amer!can !dol
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Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelForever In Victory, Everyday
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
j shiest
j shiest
Vocals
Leyork5
Leyork5
Vocals
84uziis
84uziis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
j shiest
j shiest
Songwriter
Gee York
Gee York
Songwriter
Kee Uziis
Kee Uziis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
j shiest
j shiest
Engineer
deszithatsit
deszithatsit
Producer

Lyrics

She a bad bitch from Atlanta
Throwing FIVES up in the air but I'm pouring fours down in my Fanta
Everyday a new attitude with this bitch, oh my God, I can't stand her
I been charging all the swag to my card, feel like Thor the way I keep that hammer
Yeah, that hammer
Grab that handle and get ready to nail
I'm keeping my distance from shawty, I'm watching her notice me get fly as hell
Been doing better without you but I hope you doing good and all is well
All of a sudden the arguments stopping as soon as we walk in Chanel, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, she conceited, I can tell
Movie livin', driving fast cars wearing all black, Christian Bale
Need a gas mask 'round these **** smoking Backwoods, loud as hell
Trash bags full of close I ain't even wear, cost high as hell
Don't know shit about it, I can tell
Got loads in, what you need? Yeah, I take Cash-app and take Zelle
No **** ever came around me and went and said "I'ma tell"
Fuck **** got ho tendencies on him, ****, I can smell it
Told me that her name Kisha but I can't go, I done seen Belly
Yo, yo, yo, what's goin'?
We come around and around like yo-yo
You want the money? Then send me my promo
Eight-four kick shit down like dojo
Throw a grenade at my ho like Bruno
Last man standing wit' drac' like uno
Ain't trusting nothing, **** know he a snake
Shawty getting wings, I ain't buying no steak
He sent me the open so I came to play
Twin know I ain't stopping, I run from the jakes
Pulled over, I got that za, she gon' eat it
Turn her ass Jackson with the fye, ho "Beat It"
She go bad, then a young **** leaving
Stop saying my name, no you don't know the meaning
Eight-four honey bun, we come correct shit
How yo' ass want sum', you ain't even sat yet?
Turn this shit Fortnite, hand on my med-kit
Don't do the mid, only talking to bad shit
Big ass bankroll, look like some cabbage
I'on even beef wit' a ho, let her have it
Take all the pounds and I stuff 'em in mattress
Blick like 808, yeah, make 'em float
I'm lil' Kee and I open that door
I'ma be here, no honor roll
That's yo vibe? When I call her, she go
Not yo' twin, man, don't call me bro
All in the air like a damn hero
Badder shit in the function, just roll
Keep that cal' on me just like that Thor
Can't come back, lil' ****, 3-0
She a bad bitch from Atlanta
Throwing FIVES up in the air but I'm pouring fours down in my Fanta
Everyday a new attitude with this bitch, oh my God, I can't stand her
I been charging all the swag to my card, feel like Thor the way I keep that hammer
Written by: Gee York, Jerry Shiest, Kee Uziis
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