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Freaky P
Hip-Hop/Rap
Freaky P was released on November 7, 2025 by Neapolitan Entertianment LLC. as a part of the album How to Spend Your KA$H in Peace
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Release DateNovember 7, 2025
LabelNeapolitan Entertianment LLC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peace.Godz
Peace.Godz
Rap
KA$HAUN
KA$HAUN
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aryeh Stone
Aryeh Stone
Songwriter
Keshaun Esper
Keshaun Esper
Songwriter
Alex Leranas
Alex Leranas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aryeh Stone
Aryeh Stone
Producer

Lyrics

Throwing bands in this bitch (throwing bands)
We got ****, throwing hands in this bitch (throwing hands)
**** lit, can't even stand in this bitch (can't even stand)
And all my **** brandishing that shit (boom boom boom!)
Can't run, ain't got no stamina (nope)
We got bottles, we got models, and et cetera (woah, yuh)
Gas in this bitch, we got a plethora (woah)
Sticks up on the clips we oh, fuck, shit!
****, what's the move? (grrtt)
All my ****, they got nothing to lose (what?)
Gas strong in this bitch like Terry Crews
He like a Fox, put five on em, now he on the news (bow bow!)
Tall racks, platform shoes (yeah)
She like girls, I like girls too (what?)
What we finna do?
These hoes giving cake, just like MF DOOM (supa!)
Told them bake it for me shawty finna shake it for me
Bitch, we getting nasty, they finna get naked for me (huh?)
Bro got shit I want, **** finna take it from me
Put them in a blunt and brodie finna pass it to me
Throwing bands in this bitch (throwing bands)
We got ****, throwing hands in this bitch (throwing hands)
**** lit, can't even stand in this bitch (can't even stand)
And all my **** brandishing that shit (boom boom boom!)
Can't run, ain't got no stamina (nope)
We got bottles, we got models, and et cetera (woah, yuh)
Gas in this bitch, we got a plethora (woah)
Sticks up on the clip, don't need no editor (uh, facts)
Giving them stitches from switches, fulfill my wishes
Handling my business
Erase his record from attendance
Bitch, I'm a menace, turn him from person to pendant
Up in the lab like a chemist, get rid of the remnants
Put you in the ground as a tenant, fend for yourself, get the message
Seeing that ****, I'm grabbing a weapon, shit must be destined
On stage is where I'll be headed, left beheaded and guessing
Not far off from the Kent lands, run up your best man
Making your best pick, hoe I'm impressive, let the crowd leven
Meet my friends, Smith and Wesson, turn a full moon to a crescent
Come to the village, you better check in
Put up the dukes so you reckon, hands for everyone, bitch, don't get jealous
My policy precious, bitch, I'm invested
My lessons like I'm reading scrolls from the reverend
I get defensive, cause **** stay wanting to check me
No surprise, we you got popped by the enemy
You bitches not friends with me, funny, you thought you was the head of me
Covered in red and sweet like grenadine
Throwing bands in this bitch (throwing bands)
We got ****, throwing hands in this bitch (throwing hands)
**** lit, can't even stand in this bitch (can't even stand)
And all my **** brandishing that shit (boom boom boom!)
Can't run, ain't got no stamina (nope)
We got bottles, we got models, and et cetera (woah, yuh)
Gas in this bitch, we got a plethora (woah)
Sticks up on the clip, don't need no editor (uh, facts)
Written by: Alex Leranas, Aryeh Stone, Keshaun Esper
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