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AUDEMAR

4

Hip-Hop/Rap

AUDEMAR was released on August 15, 2025 by The Stu as a part of the album CAMERAMAN

Song Details

Release DateAugust 15, 2025

LabelThe Stu

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM65

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Hayden Pierce

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Hayden Pierce

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Hayden Pierce

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Audemar wrist and I'm spending and lists I been writing

Can't rest, I been getting a check

Just signed a deal, I don't miss, I got fans and they say

They on top, I been getting finessed

VVS diamonds, I got 'em on lock, and they hang from my neck

So they say I'm well dressed

Turned to a model, on front of the magazine

With the Givenchy all up on my chest

Ride in the Porsche like it's stolen, not like a Corolla

I travel through fast in the jet

Now we in matching G-Wagons, I hardly be bragging

I go get my racks from the west

Four hundred racks in the safe, I just poured me an eight

And my diamonds they shine, call 'em Crest

Now I stay climbing my ladder straight up to the top

You can't see me, I'm not like the rest

Aye, hold up, wait

I can't see you cause I'm doing great

I can't see you cause I'm doing better and wearing

The Christian Dior on the shades

Aye, hold up, wait

And there isn't no room for debate

And there isn't no room for debate, like I'm Jordan

I always make plays out of state

Now I'm getting money, now I'm plugging through the CashApp

Brodie keep on talking, gotta catch him with the slapjack

And I stay on games and now my girl just wanna scrap scrap

Askin' what I'm doing and she checking on the snap map

While I'm writin' lyrics that lil hoe, she give me top top

Riding down the bouley, speakers pounding in that drop top

Copped me a new glizzy, let it spark and it go pop pop

I be crusin, then I gotta go, I tell her chop chop

And my family on go

Flex on you haters, I can't trust a hoe

And they once called me ugly, just wait for the glow

I'm getting better, my jumper is wetter

There isn't no stopping, I'm just gonna grow

I run on this beat, they in love with my flow

And they tell me I'm winnin', I already know

Audemar wrist and I'm spending and lists I been writing

Can't rest, I been getting a check

Just signed a deal, I don't miss, I got fans and they say

They on top, I been getting finessed

VVS diamonds, I got 'em on lock, and they hang from my neck

So they say I'm well dressed

Turned to a model, on front of the magazine

With the Givenchy all up on my chest

Ride in the Porsche like it's stolen, not like a Corolla

I travel through fast in the jet

Now we in matching G-Wagons, I hardly be bragging

I go get my racks from the west

Four hundred racks in the safe, I just poured me an eight

And my diamonds they shine, call 'em Crest

Now I stay climbing my ladder straight up to the top

You can't see me, I'm not like the rest

Aye, hold up, wait

I can't see you cause I'm doing great

I can't see you cause I'm doing better and wearing

The Christian Dior on the shades

Aye, hold up, wait

And there isn't no room for debate

And there isn't no room for debate, like I'm Jordan

I always make plays out of state

Yeah, yeah, aye

Switch up my flow

Look at these bitches, they don't even know

On this bitch floating, no loud without rolling

Got Dior my clothing, bitch, I'm in my zone, uh

Dollars raked up by the morning but, uh

Sleep on this shit like it's boring like, uh

Stretch out my pockets, got cash like I'm 4PF, baby

Yeah, I got too hard when I flow

Aye, run up in the trap, uh

Run up in the trap I got the gang up on my back, uh

Aye, millie in the bag like, uh

Speeding, switchin' lanes, I gotta up it, live a fast life

Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, cause I got mad ice

In the fourth I'm always gonna dunk it, being like Mike

I got Wock up in my double cup, sippin' bad Sprite

6'4" on the money, like I'm Uzi, reach a tall height

Aye, aye, aye

Yes, I'm the goat, but they're calling it cap

Start off in '23, yeah that's the Jordan year

I had to go put my state on the map, aye

Next year is '24, yeah, that's for Kobe

By then if I'm rapping this shit, they gon' know me

Hard with this shit, no, I am not a phony

The iron's on me like my first name is Tony

Audemar wrist and I'm spending and lists I been writing

Can't rest, I been getting a check

Just signed a deal, I don't miss, I got fans and they say

They on top, I been getting finessed

VVS diamonds, I got 'em on lock, and they hang from my neck

So they say I'm well dressed

Turned to a model, on front of the magazine

With the Givenchy all up on my chest

Ride in the Porsche like it's stolen, not like a Corolla

I travel through fast in the jet

Now we in matching G-Wagons, I hardly be bragging

I go get my racks from the west

Four hundred racks in the safe, I just poured me an eight

And my diamonds they shine, call 'em Crest

Now I stay climbing my ladder straight up to the top

You can't see me, I'm not like the rest

Written by: Hayden Pierce

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