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CC SOLO
Hip-Hop/Rap
CC SOLO was released on August 15, 2025 by Lads Records as a part of the album BANGERS & BARS
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Release DateAugust 15, 2025
LabelLads Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
STION CC
STION CC
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toby Farley
Toby Farley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STION CC
STION CC
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, uh, this a solo
This a solo
This a solo (yeah)
This a solo
Uh, mmm, yeah
Uh, mmm, yeah
Uh, mmm, yeah
She gon' blow it like a bagpipe
I'm gon' blow up everything, I just need a match, right
Why the homie beefin'? Yeah, that be a dog fight
I'm with the clan, we gon' clash
Now I'm goin' on that hog ride
Yeah, you know I'm tryna talk nice
Quirked up white boy, I'm drippin' in the sauce, right
Yeah, we made maneuvers to your property
We split up, one hit the gate, and the other tryna bother me
Wait, I think I see a switch up comin', oh yeah
Yeah, everyday I'm chucklin'
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
I'm laughing, ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
I'm laughing, I'm chuckling
I'm laughing, I'm chuckling
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha
Man, you know this the kind of music you fuck with
Only bangers, maybe some bars (reference)
Uh, man, you know I'm nu-number one
And everything I do, I come to astonish (that's another one)
Oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I get groovy
Yeah, I could get serious or I could get delirious
Like a motherfucker that buy Call of Duty every year
Then be furious when the game is shit (furious)
Yeah, the game is shit (furious)
Yeah, the game is shit (I'm angry)
Yeah, yuh, I'm angry
Nice to meet you angry, I'm dad
Yeah, I'm furious
You going fast too, huh?
No (yes), you know I go slow (why?)
I'm just like a turtle crossing the damn road (yuh)
Yuh, anybody that says the gaming industy is ass
Is only correct if they're talking about the developers of triple A games (yeah)
Go and play an indie game you motherfucker
Yeah, if you like it, well then go buy another, uh
'Cause Call of Duty is shit
'Cause Call of Duty is shit
How you furious when you done put your money in a pit? Uh
Yeah, why this song so random?
Yes, uh, I talk to the mandem (yes)
We driftin' like a tandem (yes)
Yeah, I go 'head and ban them (yes)
Yeah, if they talkin' bad, man (yes)
Uh, yes, you know I'm rad man (yes)
He not as rad as me (yes), so he go 'head and turn a sad man (yes)
I spit a melody and then I turn 'em British (yes)
He ain't left the start, well I'm at the finish
I tell a joke, but wasn't kidding
Ha-ha, they still fucking laugh though
Ha-ha-ha-ha, like the other track, hoe
I'm finna blow your back bro
All they do is lie, he should start a company and call it Capco
I'm sure this already a company called that
Shut the fuck up!
Ah, don't play the game, yeah that's a opportunity
I can't play it, yeah you cannot Call of Duty me
Yuh, I'm gettin' hot, so you might as well just cool it, B
It's gettin' chilly, now you know you not as cool as me
Yuh, dumb motherfucker, know you is a fool to me
I'll hold a grudge so you know there ain't no tool in me
(That's a Tool reference)
Who are you to wave your finger
You must've been out your head
I'm just gonna keep ramblin'
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead
It's over
It's never over, yeah
Yeah, let me get a bad motherfucker over, like yeah
Just like, just like, just like that
Yes, these are all things inside my mind
These are the dreams I hold behind
I spit a couple bars, yeah you know it's by design, yuh
I spit a couple bars, yeah because I like to rhyme, yuh
Creepin' right behind ya, I don't need to find ya
I did it, like Justin Bieber said, I'm standing on business
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
Yeah, uh, I'm Danny Brown in fishing town, that's a shanty town
I'm a old yeller, yelling old weller
Uh, yeah-ah-ah, yeah-ah-oh
I like to do shit vocal stretches
Yeah-ah-ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Freddie Gibbs
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I am like Denzel Curry
Yet, I am in a hurry
So you all better scurry
Yes, you all better scurry from these bars
Going far in a car, like LIFE MONEY CARS, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna, uh
God fucking damnit, another beat
You saucy white boy, ah fu-
Yeah this song ain't over, so I know you wanna go to sleep
I done snuck in a song that's as long as an EP
Yes, picture this
A little CD
And what does it have on it?
Yuh, STION CC
Yeah, motherfucker takin' dick up the booty
And then say go ahead and be me
In this life motherfucker I do that on the, mmm, daily (yes)
(What, what?) what, what?
(What, what?) are you confused?
(Yuh) are you confused good sir?
I go and cop some new fur
Made out of Rocket Raccoon, man, R.I.P. that motherfucker
No, what!?
Why would you kill Rocke-!?
No, no!
D-, no!
Eh, no!
Oh my God, he just- no
What an abrupt intro
Yeah, hell nah
Yuh, I keep siracha in case a cracker be lackin' the sauce
Yeah, I keep on makin' these babies, but I ain't makin' a boss
Slim Shady if I was poppin' in the 80's
I be gurkin' off while I be in a Mercedes, uh
I hate sex, but I love my pistol
World War 3, we gon' die by a missile
Might not be goin' out like Jesse (pink), smokin' the crystal (man)
What's the plan, where's the band?
I missed the Beatles performing by a lot of years
And I'm talking with the original members
If you didn't know, my birthday's in December
I keep spitting this fire, they try to put it out, I turn to an ember
What the fuck was the point of this shit, I can't even remember
Yeah, but it's all connected
I got my magnum, yeah that's protection
Yuh, we all need a blessin'
And some of them like it with Smith & Wesson
Yeah, need to teach you a lesson
Gotta get some balls, like your name was Benson
Yeah, oh, yeah, now this a collective
Yuh, that's a reference, now don't feel neglected
Uh, I'm collecting selections of tempting
Refreshing, extending, money never pending
Uh yeah, uh yeah, the money my collection
Yeah, I love ass because it's perfection
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
What the fuck you gon' talk about, bitch?
Uh, there's another
There's another switch
Oh yeah, I like this switch up
This is about to be a good one, oh yeah (oh yeah)
You heard me, you heard the g-
(Yeah)
Where the hell all the gurk at?
Please tell me where the hell all the gurk at
What the hell even is a gurk?
I'm going to work
I'm going to twerk
I'm going to flirt
With your boss at work
I'm going to work
Like J.I.D's latest single, WRK
Yes, I'm doing my tasks (I'm working)
To infinity and behind, nah to my bedroom and the bathroom
That's a goddamn bar
I am so sick and tired of the current gaming industry
I hope all the shitty gaming developers are coded in infamy
I feel infamous, like the PlayStation classic
I'm in shock, no bio, means that you (yeah)
Don't know where all the gurk at (where is it?)
Don't know where all the gurk at (where it at?)
Don't know where all the gurk at (man, tell me)
You don't know where all the gurk at (please tell me)
Yes, I smirk at the gurk
Yes, I smirk at the gurk
Yes, I smirk at the gurk
Yes
Man, it's pretty much the end of the song
Uh, you know me, I get groovy
Motherfucker I get groovy
Yeah, I eat a booty like a smoothie
Wait, that's drinking
Nah, now this shit got me thinking
If a smoothie is thick enough
And it do not get dick enough
Is is considered eating?
Nah, either way I'm 'bout to feed it
All my enemies retreating
What does this mean?
Yeah, everything have a purpose
Just go ahead and search it
I sell it like a merchant
My thought are provoking
You know I be gurking and jelqing while smoking
Yes, yes, yes, yes
Connect the dots (Where's Waldo type shit)
You are set free
Written by: Toby Farley
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