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D.D.
Hip-Hop/Rap
D.D. was released on October 9, 2025 by A SELFISH™ release, under exclusive license to ONB Recordings (US) as a part of the album 4theGiRLZ (Complete Edition)
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Release DateOctober 9, 2025
LabelA SELFISH™ release, under exclusive license to ONB Recordings (US)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K. Austin
K. Austin
Rap
Gino Rsn
Gino Rsn
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gino Rsn
Gino Rsn
Songwriter
Keenan McIlwain
Keenan McIlwain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gino Rsn
Gino Rsn
Engineer
TANK
TANK
Producer
self.
self.
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Fresher than a bitch when I pop out
Bitch dead dumb, I know that she dropped out
**** said that they got to but they capped out
Everybody say they real and they trap now
**** know the game like a umpire
I'ma keep it real every time, voila
Make the pack disappear like voila
Think she a vampire how she swallow
I'ma ball out like I was Jordan
But still cook up like Gordon
Try to kick you in the face like Orton
Or push your hair back like Norbit
Za got a **** floatin' in orbit
Lil bitch thought she was important
Took the long route ain't take a shortcut
You was special, you road the short bus
I gotta get, you know that I'm wit it
You know that these **** not like us
We pullin' they cards, we pullin' they feathers
These **** is chicken like Tyson
I can't wait for the time to tell my mama
I made it, like, finally, we won
Other **** that had me, gone head
And raise your hand I just want to see one
Me and Ginobili ballin, D-one
Flip the table, ayy, fuck it, I'm D-Von
Bubba kush, yeah, we smokin' three-D bomb
Ayy, what the fuck, y'all forgot what we be on
Never cap, you's a rat, you's a peon
Motor-mouth, yeah, you need you some freon
Euro step thru the problems, bitch be gone
You a nut, fuck a almond, a pecan
In my prime, you Ned Sanders, I'm Deion
We get it crunk in this bitch for no reason
Let your bitch take a sip, no Caprisun
She get loose off the rip, it's a rerun
She want clout, now she actin' like she won
Lame as hell like that **** name Neon
Clout chasin
Like, where is the resign?
I stay sharp like I'm tucked in no creases
Cut off ties, I don't deal with no leeches
Yo squad cap
They be talkin' in pieces
Know you mad, cause yo bitches, they like us
Drip ain't yours, yeah, you **** you bite us
Quit the cap, yeah, you **** got writers
And that lame shit, yeah, it don't excite us
This shit bigger than Justin, believe me
But believe the cap that you see on TV
Remember them days that young **** rollin
You see we rollin' down Peachtree
She got that T.T. on repeat
Dirty lil' thot, D.D
She keep our song on repeat
Ain't showin' love this shit, just a sneak peek
Written by: Gino Rsn, Keenan McIlwain
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