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Stomp
87
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stomp was released on August 26, 2025 by WoodWorks Records/Death Row Records as a part of the album Wake Up Supa
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Release DateAugust 26, 2025
LabelWoodWorks Records/Death Row Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D Smoke
D Smoke
Vocals
Jonli Tunstall
Jonli Tunstall
Background Vocals
SHERIE
SHERIE
Background Vocals
Rachael Brown
Rachael Brown
Background Vocals
Kourtni Gouche
Kourtni Gouche
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Farris
Daniel Farris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D Smoke
D Smoke
Producer
Miles Minnick
Miles Minnick
Recording Engineer
Marvin Delgado
Marvin Delgado
Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Supa good
We gon' go again
Supa good
I like that
Warm up
[Verse 1]
Supa most underrated here
Perfect attendance at pinnacle, I'm the greatest here
Chef with the message, I'm cookin' lessons, it's flavor here
These other rappers skull and boning like the Raiders here
Their flow, they hear me spit be like, "There he go"
West Coast where you get higher off that Redro
Baritone, I do this here solo
That I grow roots in concrete, how he break rules like no-no
A travel do, he got heat tucked behind East sides, bro-bro
Don't trip, that lip can get swollen like my investment portfolio, listen
These rappers crooked than scoliosis and Larsa Pippen
They crossed them borders like OVO mixed with Marisa Ambrosious
That's why it's hard to be holy, wholesome, and not so vicious
But it's okay, human nature is full of contradictions
Like why that **** so fat and them thighs ain't a matching pictures?
Lookin' like that **** detached, just statin' facts
Wall Street's where that victory lap was payin' tax
Nip Hussle done paid it forward, let's pay it back
Maybe we from different sides, I be like, "Hey, relax"
Over red and blue, seen too many dudes fade to black
They in Heaven too, I know Grandma was prayin' that
They get Heaven suits and the boots to kick Satan's ****
Like, I be like, "Who's scared?"
Tell him run my head up
[Chorus]
Stomp both feet on the devil
Don't give no place to that evil, look it in face and say, "Get behind me"
No time for deceivin', lyin', and cheatin', I just
Stomp both feet on the devil
Jump, hands up, lift 'em high, forgot we live till we die
Heaven is rich in the spirit, and we got gifts in the sky, so we stomp
[Verse 2]
Hands up, foot down
Couldn't tell a **** blessed, tell 'em look now, ha-ha
Aye Miles, talk to 'em
[Verse 3]
The devil ran up on me but it ain't hurt
Two Sundays in a row, I got the same shirt
What that say? Stomp on the devil like my name Kirk
Ask bro, me and D Smoke at the same church
First of my family to make it out
Fired from my job, then I bought my family a house in the same year
Mama said reapply but I can't lie, made more from a tour than I made from a nine to five
I'm on stage with the stars without sellin' my soul
You-know-who be tryna party and I'm telling 'em no
Know what is gold, don't gotta put my hand on the stove
They say on the way to Heaven is a hell of a road
Off with the devil head, he couldn't handle my general
He just had a candlelight visual in Inglewood
[Chorus]
Stomp both feet on the devil
Don't give no place to that evil, look it in face and say, "Get behind me"
No time for deceivin', lyin', and cheatin', I just
Stomp both feet on the devil
Hands up, lift 'em high, forgot we live till we die
Heaven is rich in the spirit and we got gifts in the sky, so we stomp
[Verse 4]
Everybody bow your heads
Aye, man
Padre nuestro, que está en los cielos
From Inglewood to the background
Yes, Lord
Santificado sea tu nombre
Yes, Lord
We on hands, man
Bendícenos con el pan de cada día, no nos dejes solos
Yes, Lord
Yes, Lord
Y el diablo
Oh no
Que **** toda su **** madre
[Verse 5]
Now child, y'all know y'all ain't supposed to be praying like that
Aye, the devil couldn't stop what God got for us
That's why we gon' give him praise
Tenors
[Bridge]
Praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise
We gon' give him praise
[Chorus]
Stomp both feet on the devil
Don't give no place to that evil, look it in face and say, "Get behind me"
No time for deceivin', lyin', and cheatin', I just
Stomp both feet on the devil
Hands up, lift 'em high, Satan'll tempt with a lie
Heaven is rich in the spirit and we got gifts in the sky, so we stomp
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, God bless, pray love and protection
God bless, pray health and protection
God bless, pray love and protection
God bless, pray health and protection
God bless, I keep that protection
God bless, pray love and protection
God bless
Written by: Daniel Farris, Miles Minnick, Rodrigo Hernandez
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