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Five Fingers Of Death
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Five Fingers Of Death was released on September 12, 2025 by T-Gordon as a part of the album AIR GORDON 2
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Release DateSeptember 12, 2025
LabelT-Gordon
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T-Gordon
T-Gordon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T-Gordon
T-Gordon
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Gordon
T-Gordon
Producer

Lyrics

[Hook]
Does it feel like this
U ain’t even know I was in the field like this
If Tyler did her wrong, she a real right bitch
You can sing along if you feel like this
Does it feel like this
Does it feel like this
Does it feel like this
Does it feel like this
[Verse 1]
What the fuck, is up with shawty
I’m so onnnn, she won’t get off meee
I think they Siamese twins, hoes back to back
This the crack epidemic, hoe that’s a fact
She a rat for some cheese, go ra ta ta ta tat
Sarah McLachlan, I feel pity for her kitty kat
Riding thru the city, bumping 50, I’m like fifty up
She my lil pony, she don’t know me, but she giddy up
What’s bracking, bitch I’m back back, she got biddies too
She fancy, Iggy, damn, she a piggy too
You think my 808s came as his Levi fit
Wish upon star you might see my dick
[Verse 2]
I’m married to the game, these diamonds hit like Bisping
I turned it to a potluck, like what this bitch bring
Gave her five fingers of death, like I do fistings
Her pussy a rental property, and I do listings
First 48, she might end up missing
My dick and her mouth, might just end up kissing
Look at that, bitch took my heart
Then I took it back
It’s a murder on the scene, just another fatality
Her legs spread wide for the worldwide galaxy
50 Shades of Grey, now she’s searching for neutrality
50 ways a day, I’m exposing a new fallacy
[Verse 3]
How much wood, would a woodchuck, all night
Carhartt denim, she gone lumberjack it, that’s right
Bitches say I run game, as a way to past time
Her heart started rupu pupumping like a drum line
Ate her, thru the grapevine, what’s the word bitch
How much did we earn, that is none of your concern trick
60 Days In, I run a 90-10 split
Bitch you 24 years old and took like 39 dicks
Word to my mother, that is not your brother
You think of sexual assault the way I’m under cover
You think it’s OKC Thunder, how she over and under
Bitch don’t fret, my set like Chet
Holmgren, she a mongrel, I’m the Loch Ness
Home girl, off a bottle, she do a lot yes
Mai Ling, on my waist line, made her K-Pop
First Take, put a bad bitch, on the A Block
[Verse 4]
Girl them white Air Forces came from Payless shoes
Little Latin girl with me, in a Taco Bell mood
If it’s beef, make a queef, I might let these shells loose
My bitch acute, my pockets obtuse
Don’t believe the propaganda, Tropicana, off the juice
Back to back I’m Rosa Parking her caboose
I just bake then I shake, I got Parkinson’s bitch
It’s my lisp, they like Tyler what types jargon in this
Smart ass, bout to suck it off, like Dum Dum
Her hand in the cookie jar, for a lump sum
Baby give it over, you gotta hand it to me
[Hook]
Does it feel like this
[Outro]
Oh my God Becky
Written by: T-Gordon
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