Hammerhead - Lilspazz9: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Hammerhead

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hammerhead was released on April 20, 2025 by Lilspazz9 / 10K Projects as a part of the album Hammerhead - Single

Song Details

AlbumHammerhead - Single

Release DateApril 20, 2025

LabelLilspazz9 / 10K Projects

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM97

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lilspazz9

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jayden Brown

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lilspazz9

Mastering Engineer

PRODBYDEPO

Producer

Lyrics

(Depo made this bitch)

Brrt, brrt

We put that **** in the air like he hit a bump (Brrt)

I'm tryn' make the opps look great again call me Spazz Trump (He don't got no Raw)

**** dunked on Saany brother clockin' out of work

She got hit, he yellin' "Oh my God," he should've went to church

We jump out hittin' all our targets and no ladies first

He made them bullets hit his backshell like a baby bird

When Lil Ky lost his fuckin' life, that shit had made me hurt

I banged the op, his head turnin' like a doorknob

Bro shit green, he slid himself and shot four guys

I'm tired of puttin' **** in the air, they gettin' floor-tied

Bro said, "Come on, I'm still bangin', I need more time"

Bro said he tryn' kill his rat ass cousin, fuck four times (Fuck that ****)

We at the wheel four deep and dropped the bean pod (A hunnid)

We pushin' **** to the wall like we the mean guys

Bounce out with that fuckin' yop, shit, change a **** team size (What you doin'?)

In '21, Rizz shot a **** out his V-Line

Big ass pound, that shit up bro-bro G size

We SOT respectfully, **** don't make it to Temple (Should've died)

I remember back when Bud shot 3k in his dimple

**** think this shit really a game, but this shit not that simple

Try at a face and pop a **** like a fuckin' pimple

7.62s turnin' through the wheel shit like I'm shootin' pencils (Come on)

If you my opp, then let shit cans, I don't got shit against you

How the fuck this shhh- say boy a vic, but he the one that benched you? (You dumbass)

We need two-three waterboy, the same gun that drenched you

All y'all want a shot, get on the court, my baby G's gon' bench you (Get on that bench)

Snipe pledge, you can smoke Snipe if you ain't got no Raw

Go tap the button, and his legs shit bounce out, hit his jaw

Bro came through no subcompact, yeah like his bitch is tall

Bro all day we cuttin' on them ****, dickin' from of law (What else?)

Wolverine, I got my whack, then I'ma risk it all (Come on)

I'ma pick status on Rizzo, F-1 tippin' off

Everybody in the bitty know we cookin' y'all

Dumbass dickhead tried dunk on Bro, my man took the ball (He took the fuckin' rock)

Lil' Bro throw that ass right back, I love this bitch, she raw (That shit clappin')

I told her throw it in the circle, not no fuckin' square (Not no square)

She dropped that shit down real low and threw it in the air (What else?)

Two of the opps died on two's, this shit come in pairs (That shit two's)

They can't judge him off the porch, we shot him down the stairs (Watch the steps)

Every time they mention Baz, we make 'em drown in tears (Make them **** drown)

Day-O went off on my ****, they just found his ears (That shit ringin')

We caught a **** in the cold, the hot shit left him blazin' (Left him blaze)

When I jump out with my jump out, it's a-fuckin'-mazin'

All y'all **** dickeat and the opps gon' fuckin' die for glazin' (What else?)

We caught his ass on Baltimore and nailed him to the pavement

**** damn near bleed out when we shoot, bitch we don't do no grazin' (What else?)

Mally tried to get it off, he fried his ass like bacon

Early mornin' sittin' on this crib, boy, this shit come with patience (What else?)

I get that look from Bro, I'm bangin', fuck I look like waitin'

Shoot this shit like the Penn Relays, my **** bounce out chasin'

Daz and Ringo, it ain't paid off, baby this shit strike

Bitch I'm off a ten and all this weed, but we can fuck all night

The law just got behind the scat, we actin' up the pipe

Bro put forty and his twenty-three, this **** bang like Mike (Micheal Jordan)

Bro got five rings on his finger 'cause he shoot precise

We got drops and didn't hand no V's, and bro, we took that hike

They still ain't get back for Q5, like don't believe the hype (**** hype)

I know a opp, he in the feds, he got shot off a bike (Fuckin' tricycle)

Them **** told us, change gon' come, but it ain't never happen

Stop the wheel, jump out, brrr-brrr shit like I'm Chucky Wackem

He caught ten with a ten, fuck he DeSean Jackson

Smack a turkey butt on Nina ass, the BBL shit whackin' (That shit clappin')

We really hit shit in that field shit like we playin' Madden

Eagles game, we caught an LMG, my **** out there jabbin'

They don't know guns on A-1 jump, my looters in there stabbin'

They shot Deek face into the pave, that's what he get for lackin' (Brrrr)

Written by: Jayden Brown

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