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Threadcount
Hip-Hop/Rap
Threadcount was released on August 16, 2025 by 4th Offensive as a part of the album Labyrinth
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Release DateAugust 16, 2025
Label4th Offensive
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
4th Offensive
4th Offensive
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Womack
Nate Womack
Composer
Prymo Linan
Prymo Linan
Lyrics
Spencer Gibbs
Spencer Gibbs
Lyrics
Logan Yates
Logan Yates
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Womack
Nate Womack
Producer

Lyrics

I know that I'm on your mind, it's probably a waste of time
Yeah, I know you've been feeling me, but I ain't bending knee
Now, baby, I'm smooth
Said, baby, I'm smooth like that
You're wearing that dress I bought
Don't even take it off
If you come home with me
You're gonna get what you need
Said baby I'm smooth
Yeah baby I'm smooth
Like that
Girl that shit fit right
Skin tight
You know what it's doing
When we unwind sunshine
Baby let me take it off
Let me take it off
Usually rap about government
But I'm also on other shit
I pop up in a fit that's exquisite
And then I pop out in another fit
Then I pop out in another fit
Then I pop out in another fit
And then I pop out in another fit
My closet look like Hot Topic in 2006
Bitch, I'm smooth like Santana
Minding my manners, girl raise your standards please
I know the other rap groups that you used to
Baby, there ain't nothing to see
I know the other guys got lines in the meantime
We climb we only aimin' to please Just got paid we really NSYNC
Guarantee it's gonna be me
Shawty wanna know what the price of
Admission to get this smooth
Bald head with a big dick fiction I don't
Really need ten inches
I'm still on the tip of her tongue getting mentioned
So if you heard my name, then it probably means that she got a taste
I've been running the city, got time to waste
Screaming laissez le bon temp rouler
I've acquired a taste for much finer things
The highest thread count just right for your face
I rush past with touchdowns, carry my weight
I'm way past the snakes to cloud in my days
Cause anytime I'm feeling down and I'm depressed
I just think about the way you look up underneath that dress
We can start first off with the buttons and shirt
Bust through the front door time to put in work
Cause I've been watching you like all night, alright
Take your time, oops, miss that flight
But we can still get high and blast off till we can't see light
But it must be right and them pants are tight
Ooh, I think I just might
Make you mine for the night
Get lost in your thighs, biting lips, swapping spit
Hold on, babe, this is it
Get lost in the sky, fell asleep amongst the stars
Then make it past Mars, you're my Milky Way
Girl, I dread the day you have to run away
And leave me off your mind
I'll be right here waiting for that time
Where we can get to grooving, we can get to moving
We can dash into haberdasheries
Imagine my drip, I imagine she drips in reaction to it
Don't trip, we can smoke a zip
Before you cover my chin and your body fluids
We can go in a room where it's red and velvet
Till you get on top like a riding helmet
I really don't mind when you take control
But you say sit back and I just can't help it
Neighbors know when I have you over
A whole lot of noise, they know it's us
We can roleplay, but that's kinda tough
If it's cops and robbers, I'mma break them cuffs
You be the nurse, I'ma be the patient
Might not recover, cause I'm damn impatient
Get in the whip, we can smoke the indo
And then go do something that'll fog the windows
Written by: Logan Yates, Nate Womack, Prymo Linan, Spencer Gibbs
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