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Idk
Hip-Hop
Idk was released on October 24, 2025 by White Collar Rhymes as a part of the album I Guess It Was Me, Huh?
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelWhite Collar Rhymes
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pair-A-Dyce
Pair-A-Dyce
Rap
passive the rapper
passive the rapper
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth T Wiggins
Kenneth T Wiggins
Composer
Erik Hopkins
Erik Hopkins
Lyrics
Lawrence Blackmer Jr.
Lawrence Blackmer Jr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KennethEnglish
KennethEnglish
Producer
Erik Hopkins
Erik Hopkins
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, believe it or not, I fuck with the war
I tried to get in, a **** said no, it is what it is
My record was clean, it's dirty, Diana, the cup overflowed
I can't get along with these negative hoes
Unless they inspired to take off their clothes
Bet by the time that the pussy exposed
I may get nervous and blow up they phone, huh, yeah
Who is this? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Passive to paraplegic, hard to reach, I'm bein' facetious
Passive to paraplegic, hard to reach, I'm bein' facetious
If I got a means to feed the people, better believe we equal
I got a Jesus piece, it cost 150 features
Fuck a pat on the back, I want some acupuncture needles
they been sippin on Rosa Parks, the activist subpoenaed
spinnin the Tea, never on E, drippin across the region
bitch I brought cohesion to the city that needed adhesion
watch how you talk to **** cause **** been lookin for a reason
Believe it or not, I fuck with the war
I tried to get in, a **** said no, it is what it is
My record was clean, it's dirty, Diana, the cup overflowed
I can't get along with these negative hoes
Unless they inspired to take off their clothes
Bet by the time that the pussy exposed
I may get nervous and blow up they phone, huh, yeah
Who is this? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Uh, yeah, Dyce
Is it oochie wally or one mic, big pimpin or song cry
Men lie and women lie, we N’Sync like Bye Bye
I fishtailed in a Bronco, got five rooms in my condo
Punch Chris Paul like I’m Rondo, ain’t no bygones I’m a honcho
Got my main chick and a sancha, my side chick in a Honda
My boo thang in a beemer and she cheeked up like a goddess
I just can’t be wit no flakin, you heard wrong mistakin
You talk big but act small, I catch on I’m hatin
Yeah, I know these people need me
They three piece while I roll one deep
Not no wolf but I’m not no sheep
Heard these hoes like my name bo beep
I was black Mike with glove on
White Mike wit my Uggs on
Black Drake get my thug on
Then I’m white Drake getting hugged on
You ain’t seen that when I pull up
Peach sprite in my full cup
Shift weight like a fulcrum
Ain’t no days off like I’m Bueler
Uh, what is the meaning of this
Is it a bliss is it a diss
Wicked, I’m wicked, I’m witch
Look at the thangs that I predict
You couldn’t hang out on my cliff
Look at you change out in a jiff
Thought you was gang, thought you could sang
But you a lame, stank as a whiff, eh
Yeah, yeah, believe it or not, I fuck with the war
I tried to get in, a **** said no, it is what it is
My record was clean, it's dirty, Diana, the cup overflowed
I can't get along with these negative hoes
Unless they inspired to take off their clothes
Bet by the time that the pussy exposed
I may get nervous and blow up they phone, huh, yeah
Who is this? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Passive to paraplegic, hard to reach, I'm bein' facetious
Written by: Erik Hopkins, Kenneth T Wiggins, Lawrence Blackmer Jr.
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