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islands
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Hip-Hop/Rap
islands was released on July 18, 2025 by Izaya Tiji as a part of the album O2A
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AlbumO2A
Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelIzaya Tiji
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Matthew Isaiah Carson
Producer

Lyrics

Boy, you just a yes man, never standin' for yourself
I was hidin' drugs in pantries, hidin' bands up in the shelf
'Cause I take off like a rocket, watch my pockets as they swell
Mh-mm, pop a whistle, young ****, they walk you down the hill
Like you comin' up, them **** hate that knock you down the stairs
How they took them mamas, took them cousins, bad bitches ain't fair
So I don't feel no bitch, so I don't catch no films
Unless I know you real, I'm your **** whole school, yeah
You need my son's pepper, I'm swimmin' the bowl, guess what?
I need me and this bold letter, I feel like I'm on hold, Tesla
She move like she a whole dancer, I can't give you the whole answer
Why all these big little blows, capper? Just fuck me, I'm whole, answer
Bringin' the magnet, grow master, boy, you a real grown scammer
Lights down, that's a low answer, no lantern, I'm hold cell phone
Make that a fool, ain't her, gets me in the book, can't work
Guess that's why he's what her mom hates, I told her just like her boss, "Get to work"
Shoo, shoo, shoo, I told her just like her boss, "Get to work"
Head top, you shawty, I'm hittin' the bird, this is not VR, hit you with the mercy
This ain't no binary, this is a burst, I'ma have dessert
Go, go, I didn't leave that shit alone
She wanna all of me, let her peel off, bone, yeah
She wanna all of me, let her peel off, bone
I found me a new bitch in the islands, I don't wanna go home
She look good in them fluid flows, I'm kissin' her soles
She was cryin', cryin' to me, I ain't know the cause of
How fucked up cause I'm?
When I party in this bitch, I got to jump in
And I know she from the block, she got to jump in
When a motherfucker hit the ground, you know you jumpin'
I see that **** in the crowd, everybody jumpin'
I'ma make that **** fly like I'm Harry Poppin'
If you try and step across me, ****, you know you lost it
Any idea you had on me, boy, you should toss it
Rich as a cum, bitch, askin' the gate, "Boy, you rock it?"
I'm once by my own head, I playin' with that hot shit
Killin' all me thots, I'm even, I don't need no rock
M2 on that boy, TKO, he gon' need his doctor
And that ass so big, that booty fat, need parkin' truck
I'ma do a **** bad, ride that frosty, saw somethin'
Like, boy, give them shoes back
You want somethin' to lose, man, you got somethin' to do, man
Like, boy, give them shoes back
Like, boy, jokes on you, put a grump somethin' on you
Like, boy, give them shoes back
So cold, so cold, so cold, 'bout to ghost
So hot shit, like, ****, give me them shoes back
So hot shit, I be so hot shit, I fuck her in the pool
Yeah, I'm actin' like we got **** lost
Yeah, yeah, I let people, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got the dough
Now I don't run, spread, I smoke the frills
Spent half the lunch, but I didn't drift for long
Fuckin' your bitch, I'll do nothin' for her
Boy, you just a yes man, never standin' for yourself
I was hidin' drugs in pantries, hidin' bands, somethin' to share
'Cause I take off like a rocket, watch my pockets as they swell
I'ma pop off with some young **** from Waukee down to Hell
Written by: Matthew Isaiah Carson
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