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Bobafett
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bobafett was released on October 22, 2025 by 2xEnt as a part of the album Blueprint
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Release DateOctober 22, 2025
Label2xEnt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skreet2x
Skreet2x
Rap
Toofolk
Toofolk
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Patton
David Patton
Composer, Lyrics
Jayden Street
Jayden Street
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
47plexo
47plexo
Producer
Kaisen Kennebrew
Kaisen Kennebrew
Producer

Lyrics

Pussy ****, we done ran through yo set
Bigfoot, on yo shit, Bobafett
Pussy **** I've been poppin' my shit
On the field for the money, I'm a catch
It's a couple thousand just to touch my neck
It's a couple thousand just to pay for my neck
I've been touchin' off cheese, gettin' fed
Dirty ass blunt, boy, he smokin' on fent
Goddamn, why these **** talk shit
Probably cause I'm outside poppin' my shit
Probably outside tryna fuck yo bitch
Nevermind ****, I done hit yo bitch
I'm in Lake what it cost for the fix
Y'all know how it feel to be rich
Sippin' Hi-Tec, pour it in a cup
Why these **** tryna fight over Tris
We a slime ****, all bout the drugs
All black skied up, black truck
I've been too damn addicted to the money
Don't push up, you don't got my hunnids
Black, black presidential, yeah, the killers ride in it
All fur coat like a **** goin' hunnid
Bunny boots on my fuckin' feet, no bunny
Killer slime shit, that's why I call him Ted Bundy
Boy, this ain't a joke, dude, this shit look funny
Dumbass bitch try to play me like a dummy
Dumbass boy try to play me like a dummy
Ooh, I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
Ooh, I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
Yeah, I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
Yeah, I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
Yeah, I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
Shit, yea I wanna (yea I wanna, yea I wanna)
Shit yea I wanna slim thick, bitch, no tummy
**** two tone, Gen 5, get shit jumpin
****, pourin' up the potion get to fuckin' up my money
**** pourin' up the mud, get to fucking up my bank
Shit, loaded off the drugs, give a fuck about yo rank
**** down bad shit, get shanked
**** fucked up, I pour drank
Aye lil' bro want smoke, then I ghost inhale
****, five-five-six, send a bitch down to hell
****, came from the bricks, dime bag and a scale
****, cuttin' down a script just to make another sale
When the pack touched down, couldn't wait to get the mail
****, dirty Gen 5, never put me inna' cell
**** smoke blunts, rollin' out the O
Get-Gettin my pape, get ya' lined by ya' hoe
Back-backseat drive Snow White smoke dope
Shit, one five-seven, one Glock two-toned
Throwing up the five for my **** turned cold
Throwing up the five onna' guys never told
Ouh, I want a slim think bitch, no tummy
Ouh, I want a slim thick bitch, no tummy
Yeah, I want a slim thick bitch, no tummy
Yeah, I want a slim think bitch, no tummy
(On five, on five)
Written by: David Patton, Jayden Street
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