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Spazzy Davis Jr.
Everything I Touch
Hip-Hop/Rap
Everything I Touch was released on July 11, 2025 by Recession Proof LLC as a part of the album Everything I Touch - Single
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AlbumEverything I Touch - Single
Release DateJuly 11, 2025
LabelRecession Proof LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stephen Littleton
Stephen Littleton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Littleton
Stephen Littleton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cory Hollins
Cory Hollins
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ugggh, Everything I touch go mayney
Grinding for everything cause I can't be lazy
Ridin round, windows up, car so hazy
Blunt after blunt, hope the cops don't take me
Born in 90 but raised in the 80's, Maybe
That's the reason Spazz go crazy
Baby, know I got the sauce, no gravy
Pay me or pay me, that's how I feel lately
Been a lil' demon since a young age
Bottle like a rifle, takin' shots like a gun range
It's probably why I always seem unphased
In between two topless women while they sunbathe
Used to serve sacks hidden by a lunch tray
When I hit the function
Get it poppin' like it's gunplay
I'm in my own lane, baby, and it's one way
Bout to bust the gates open, better leave them Unchained
(Then you got some **** go for the bomb on the First motherfuckin' play
They goin' for the loot and the pussy all in the same Motherfuckin' day
Then you got some bitches like to play baseball They Start strikin' **** out
When they get the bases loaded
That means they use and abuse your motherfuckin' Ass
Me, myself, I like to play basketball Because if a bitch Cause me stress
I'll replace your motherfuckin' ass)
Ugggh, everything I touch goes stupid
Every time I drop, bet they wonder how I do it
Spit a bar, lookin' like you just smelled sewage
Baby, I'm the shhhh, we ain't gotta get into it
I'm the SD, catch me slidin, vibin
Lookin' like I'm livin' on an island
So much weed, everywhere I go is Highlands
But everywhere I go, I need some money pilin
Super hot in the sky like a pilot
And baby know I'm fly, I can see it in her eyelids
She'd be happy as hell to be a side chick
And told me I'm always on her mind like a psychic
I've been cold, froze, told hoes never
Done a few features when I know I flow better
Still a G-Thing, yeah, we kept the seventh letter And I Always stay solid
Cause I'm focused on the cheddar
(That's why I got bitches in the game
Bitches on the bench
When one bitch fouls out
I'll replace your motherfuckin' ass
And if I go out and meet somebody better
Than you I'm gonna draft her motherfuckin' ass
It ain't my fault she doin' better than you I'm quite Sure you're about the same age
That means you had about the same amount of time To get your life together
The same way she has her life together)
Ugggh, everything I touch go dumb
Stop bein' nosy, it don't matter where it's from
You can't hang around me if you actin' like a bum
I'll be with your baby mama, I'ma slap it on her tongue
And I'll vanish when I'm done cause I'm on to the next One
Actin' like you ain't got no sense, you should get some
I remember slappin' Brotha Lynch with the red run
Posted up, chillin' at the park till the feds come
Skatin' round town on the board with a backpack
Hangin' off my shoulders while I'm rollin' up a fat sack
Nowadays, only thing I'm askin' where the cash at
Put it in my zelle now, PayPal or Cash App
That's that shhh we don't need to keep on speakin' on It
But you know the beat hella filthy if I'm speakin' on it
That's that shhh we don't need to keep on speakin' on It
But you know the beat hella filthy if I'm speakin' on it
(And if I buy you a car and you come to the club that Night
And the car that I bought you, you have to give up the Car
Don't be mad, it's the company's car
Everybody gets to use it, you understand what I'm Sayin
On some real shit
Cause that's the type of **** I am
T to the motherfuckin' K
Cause I'm just a free agent scoutin' America
Lookin' for a point guard to help me run this Motherfuckin' team
Someone who can score, rebound, and pass the Motherfuckin' ball)
Written by: Stephen Kenneth Littleton

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