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Loaded Fries
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Loaded Fries was released on October 10, 2025 by Lenny Beatnik as a part of the album Loaded Fries - Single
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Release DateOctober 10, 2025
LabelLenny Beatnik
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lenny Beatnik
Lenny Beatnik
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Letlow
Mason Letlow
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benny Boorstyn
Benny Boorstyn
Producer

Lyrics

I’ve been spitting proper since the Mcchickens was still a dollar
Clutching up I’m in a golden state like I’m igoudala
Sending my regards I’m killing artists
My minds a prism I’m particular my patience
tall as midgets
Pause a minute stop comparing us we’re not synonymous
I’m raw with this shit your lies could make a saint outta politicians
It’s awkward always have a leg up that’s why I’m walking different
Watch ya lips fore you Cotton/caught and disappear like a sock went missing
My tongue is lined with phrases palm is full of herbs
They told you I’m the greatest that prolly fucking hurts
The language dropped is vain/vein so it struck a nerve
I’m skating over the edge like i ollied up a curb
The gang is square we go same the way like parallelograms
You can play your cards the best you can
I got the better hand
Legacy is lost in the wind like ya name was etched in sand
Meanwhile my records keep on spinning like a ceiling fan
Cuz I make any chair I’m sitting on a throne
You can tell who really made for this a difference in our tone
Collect the Benjamin’s in droves and cop the Mary by the half
Know it’s gon be sweet if there’s a cherry on the pack
And we float
Then we glide
Know we good
On this side
resin on the filter puff and stain my lips
Vocal alchemist tone released is crispy like potato chips
Feels like my intellect betrays me deemed estranged and misguided
Moral agent dissing tyrants
Forged in fables filled with violence
Yet tryna tell me what I am?
Ain’t buying it
I decided that’s up to me
Racked my tongue up with cutlery
Keep it sharp incase shit get dicey
more likely with company round
**** who never gave a fuck feel the need to check up on me now
Greatness runs in the blood I’m making my
family proud
Born leader rocking big boy pants I stand in now
Inherited these genes like hand me downs
**** I’ve been stocking up hope I can afford a gigantic house if I rock enough shows
And this a promise not me speculating
Living forever dangerous
If your dreams got handed to you would you ever take it?
Nah gotta stay pissed off it get through the pit falls
And watch out for bitches really camouflaged as big dogs cuz
I make any chair I’m sitting on a throne
You can tell who really made for this a difference in our tone
Collect the Benjamin’s in droves and cop the Mary by the half
Know it’s gon be sweet if there’s a cherry on the pack
And we float
Then we glide
Know we good
On this side
Written by: Mason Letlow
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