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REPENT
Hip-Hop/Rap
REPENT was released on October 17, 2025 by ℗ KILLA; ® Killa Records, a division of Killa Recordings, Inc. (KILLA KILLA) as a part of the album BABYSTAR
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Release DateOctober 17, 2025
Label℗ KILLA; ® Killa Records, a division of Killa Recordings, Inc. (KILLA KILLA)
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
killak4rl
killak4rl
Performer
Carl Collins Jr
Carl Collins Jr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Collins Jr
Carl Collins Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SG-1
SG-1
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, bought the hoe pack of rubber bands and she folded
 Her n***a got mad cause she was fuckin' with the coldest
 She love the way I beat the pussy up cause I'm the boldest
 Me and my n***a shoot shots like four nem
 He gave that lil hoe away, I call that hoe a giveaway
 Brother took a n***a off the map, I might just clear a case
 When the rain stop, Margiella, beaming from my neck
 You don't know bout that, you run around cause you ain't chase a check
 Met my n***a at the icebox and came out with a set
 We was fuckin' right under your nose and went over your head
 I blocked three hoes in one day and still came out with hella pape
 I love all that love you gave to me even though that love was fake
 I can't do that shit lil hoe no you can't even get through to me
 I was in a ho, fuckin' down, on like two freaks
 I got on that thug shit but n***a I got too deep
 Left my hoe alone, she called me back up for like three weeks
 I don't like the color of it so I make it matte black
 Got bitches in the back of the car shaking their lil ass back
 N***a, stole your bitch man, you can't even clap back
 You some fuckin' pussy, took your hoe ass and I slap that
 Yes im up in the studio, its 80 goin' fuckin' brazy
 You can't get no feat for free lil n***a, you gon' have to pay me
 Ill up you with that Gen 5, make you crawl just like a fuckin' baby
 That lil ho with her ex-boyfriend, she screamin', killa baby, save me
 I was on that wok shit, I was on that wok shit
 I told her to pop shit so you know she gon' pop shit
 Had to put that mic down, that n***a thought he lost it
 Codeine with the Trish, n***a sippin' like I'm Austin
 Fuckin' on these white hoes, I was up in Boston
 Studio done turned to fire, we committed arson
 I hit my groovy ass dance like Martin
 I was makin' hits, lil hoe, while you was shoppin'
Written by: Carl Collins Jr
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