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SUPER SOAKER
2,530
Hip-Hop/Rap
SUPER SOAKER was released on August 8, 2025 by Mozzy Records / EMPIRE as a part of the album INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS 2
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Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelMozzy Records / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mozzy
Mozzy
Performer
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Patterson
Timothy Patterson
Songwriter
Torrence Hatch Jr.
Torrence Hatch Jr.
Songwriter
Julian Xavier Cannon
Julian Xavier Cannon
Songwriter
Jeremiah Denzel Dickerson
Jeremiah Denzel Dickerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Wavy
Jay Wavy
Producer
Julian Xavier Cannon
Julian Xavier Cannon
Producer
Owen Dexter-Meldrum
Owen Dexter-Meldrum
Recording Engineer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Mixing Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
He ain't gon' let you say nothin' bad about me
Why you ain't grab it off my top? I thought I had a bounty
Heard he shitted when we popped him, that's a bag of brownies
I heard he shitted when we popped him, that's a bag of brownies
Put down this flag and grab the Bible, that's a changed man
Why you ain't slidin' 'bout your, 'bout your main mans?
Why you ain't slidin' 'bout your, 'bout your gangland?
Now she ain't wanna fuck with Mozzy till he came, Lamb
And then they let my partner fuck him until he came, 'Rari
Them .40 shells is bool and all, but we gon' AR him
Bitch, it's a gangster party
I could've parked him if I wanted, I just pay for parkin'
And they know who they better not play with, **** ain't retarded
I went to war with half my hood and I'm still gang regardless
How we ain't the hardest?
She said I give her Martian vibes inside this UFO
Who lookin' for me? Tell 'em, "Pull up," finna do a show
[Chorus]
Off methazine, we sippin' clean, it got me movin' slow
He seventeen, torchin' ****, went up 2-0
My killa's ready, drop confetti, this a Super Bowl
Ain't got a stash that's big enough to fit this Super Soaker
Off methazine, we sippin' clean, they got me movin' slow
He seventeen, torturing ****, went up 2-0
My killa's ready, drop confetti, this a Super Bowl
Ain't got a stash that's big enough to fit this Super Soaker
[Verse 2]
I asked you ****, "Do they love me? Do they love me not?"
If I gotta ask you, then eventually I'll probably pop your top
With a Super Soaker, keep three shooters in a Rover, my lil' **** gon 'step
Two dead, four hit, bitch, but nobody wept
We solid, our street name's legendary
Had to drop a couple bands in my dawg commissary
He gon' send you to the mortuary, don't do it to yourself
He got my back when I'm right, got my back when I'm left
When I'm left, I need help, they gon' step like some hyenas in the jungle
Welcome to Baton Rouge, we lay by your baby mama
Narcotics won't take me under, I'm tryna make it to summer
I'm tryna do for my mama and my three baby mamas, all I know is
[Outro]
We gonna make it when I ride 'round
It's not on safety, it's small talk
Well, these **** super soaky, but we got them Super Soakers so we gon' be alright
Book a **** for a show, put him on death row
Written by: Jeremiah Denzel Dickerson, Julian Xavier Cannon, Timothy Patterson, Torrence Hatch Jr.
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