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Rephaim
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rephaim was released on August 31, 2025 by Void Works as a part of the album AFTERMATH
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Release DateAugust 31, 2025
LabelVoid Works
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LtGhxst
LtGhxst
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Carter
Gabriel Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LtGhxst
LtGhxst
Producer

Lyrics

R-E-P-H-A-I am that bitch
Who'll prolly switch
In twin two lips
Flowers just ain't my thing
Flipping chips, making bliss
Call your bitch and give that hoe my name
Make some cents in your broke brain
Calling Ghost up, hear my name
Each screen that you see, you can't believe
It's giving me migraines
Take off your shoes when you come in my house, bitch
I don't have time for a runny mouth, bitch
Spilling her cup with a light dance
Probably high off of mom's Vyvanse
Can I get my chance?
Yeah, I like your vibrance
Shorty asked"Can I dance?" I said no, but the money can
Won't touch down till like five a.m
I'm pissed, I'm throwing my hands
Can you believe that I'm not up next?
Rephiam, I know I seem
Disorderly, but we was giants
On the streets, like seating geese
I fall asleep and have bad dreams, oh do re mi
My scales are weak, fuck keeping peace
Believe you me, 500 G's, I'll give you hell and burn some leaves
You say you're freak, I need this feat
Walk in, no key, insomnia, yeah, I don't sleep
Control breathing or fuck my peace
I'm tapped, not beat
We're gunning for no man's land, not slept in weeks
I can't think straight, what mom raised is no pussy
Can't stop, won't stop grinding my teeth
I'm melting my face off, swing like baseball
Missed call won't stop, nonstop press block
Killing the whole cup, had a lil nice buzz
Gotta test my luck, hope I don't throw up
Checking my privilege, give out a sentence
Calling my dentist, getting my grills fixed
Chomping on business, dropping a friends list
Pressin' a witness, callin' my mistress, bitch!
Rephiam, I know I seem
Disorderly, but we was giants
On the streets, like seating geese
I fall asleep and have bad dreams, oh do re mi
My scales are weak, fuck keeping peace
Believe you me, 500 G's, I'll give you hell and burn some leaves
Written by: Gabriel Carter
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