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Deodorant
Hip-Hop/Rap
Deodorant was released on September 17, 2025 by Wizzfizzproductions as a part of the album Deodorant - Single
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Release DateSeptember 17, 2025
LabelWizzfizzproductions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM181

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wizzer30
Wizzer30
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wizzer30
Wizzer30
Songwriter
Gotha Prod
Gotha Prod
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gotha Prod
Gotha Prod
Producer
tgm.nk
tgm.nk
Engineer

Lyrics

You're gonna poke me in the guts, why don't you show me then
I couldn't care any less, I'm at home and smokin' on your friend
The ### pack is comin' in to stinky needs deodorant
I don't feel bad for his family, poor dog he can't go home again
The hospital they let him pass on, he ain't comin' back
I'm chasing #### on the freeway lad, but we aren't runnin' track
Like how'd he leave his mate? Ain't he sad that we don't have his back
I swear he has no shame for doin' that, he should've run it back
### Didn't wanna eat my blade, he screamed, stop chopping' me
I caught him in the flesh and then told him that it's a robbery
He said it with his chest, you ain't takin' it bro, who's stopping me
Your mate left you alone, so I guess I just hit the lottery
Twin dottys, we've been calling' Hammerz, Lara Croft
If I call him up, then you know that he's gonna blast it off
Rollin' with a sword, swing it with force, I'm tryna carve your top
The last time that Luke saw us ripped his core and then we darted off
But that don't matter anymore, the faggot's dead in hell
#### Thought he would get me backed it out and he sung like Adele
I done more than just rip his jacket up
My knife was in his cells
Was scoring' like it's Madden on the cunt while he was screaming' help
You're gonna poke me in the guts, why don't you show me then
I couldn't care any less, I'm at home and smokin' on your friend
The ### pack is coming ' into his stinky needs deodorant
I don't feel bad for his family, poor dog, he can't go home again
I'm out riding with a stick, I'll blow it like a didgeridoo
If ### says he ripped my skin, that's just something he didn't do
His mate got stabbed and I was sad, we only give him two
We caught em out, they begged me, wizz, please forgive us, dude
Tried to make his stomach see, dude, turn a man to glass
I've been smokin' on your mate all night, he's dead inside my grass
There's no point in runnin' like Barry Allen, I'm way too fast
Open up your back like a present and leave you in the past
Blade tucked too long, so it cuts my knee
Pull it out my pants and then push it straight in your fuckin' tee
I was chasing ### on the footy field, like it's rugby league
Screamin' out, don't touch me, the fuck wit left with a punctured tee
You're gonna poke me in the guts, why don't you show me then
I couldn't care any less, I'm at home and smokin' on your friend
The ### pack is coming into his stinky needs deodorant
I don't feel bad for his family, poor dog, he can't go home again
Written by: Gotha Prod, Wizzer 30
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