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W's Chat
478
Hip-Hop/Rap
W's Chat was released on August 8, 2025 by Talk Money Ent. as a part of the album W's Chat - Single
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Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelTalk Money Ent.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Critch
Jay Critch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Critchlow
Jason Critchlow
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juiceman
Juiceman
Producer
Josh Schaller
Josh Schaller
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Smoke in the air now steam it
Pull up in something that’s mean
I’m rocking out with all my ice on
A new wrist got me anemic
Racks on me now and my team
She got a rack on her damn
Had to hit it she was feening
Pockets is on Double D’s
Everyday another scene, my life a movie now they telling me stream it
I prolly should matter fact
It’s W’s up in the chat
I swear that they really no match
No stunt double just action
Too high gotta open the hatch
I’ll parachute to that bag
She bad told her sit on my lap
Shit don’t stop I’m in movement
They be mad at you when they do bad, it ain’t my fault that you a goofy
And my diamonds chicken noodle soup
In the party they gon bust a move
What the hell them people really doing
That shit ain’t beating it’s a fluke
I walk around with all my jewels, I’m from that city from that zoo
I seen **** go snooze just for thinking that they Pac with the Juice
She like what’s that in your juice? Why is the cup purple, cause I bruised it
Zoe girl that pussy voodoo, she make it disappear like woosh
Eat me up and I play with her boobies
I’m a star gotta watch how I’m moving
This Jattic this ain’t no doobie
Diamonds cuddle my wrist they spooning
Money long it need a grooming, this lifestyle is not a hobby
I got a 9 like Bobby, I feel like I’m Tom Cruise
Them bands start bending the rules, how I’m scoring should of went to Duke
Hit the crossover, hit the juke
I can see in her eyes she a chooser
She like why we ain’t talk sooner? (She like why we ain’t talk sooner)
She like why we ain’t talk sooner?
Off the perc baby give me medula
In my city they drill off the scooter
In my city know how to maneuver
You know everything hit it’s a shooter
Get some brand new drip off the boosters
Shit a movie I’ll show you the bloopers, **** need Spike Lee shooting
Got a Brooklyn b*tch she the truth
Bird b*tches can’t sit in this coupe
Smoke in the air now steam it
Pull up in something that’s mean
I’m rocking out with all my ice on
A new wrist got me anemic
Racks on me now and my team
She got a rack on her damn
Had to hit it she was feening
Pockets is on Double D’s
Everyday another scene, my life a movie now they telling me stream it
I prolly should matter fact
It’s W’s up in the chat
I swear that they really no match
No stunt double just action
Too high gotta open the hatch
I’ll parachute to that bag
Written by: Jason Critchlow
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