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Fentanyl Two Step
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Fentanyl Two Step was released on January 2, 2026 by Moth Records as a part of the album Fentanyl Two Step - Single
album cover
Release DateJanuary 2, 2026
LabelMoth Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cameron Garrett
Cameron Garrett
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Linstrom
Frank Linstrom
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Carter
Nathan Carter
Producer

Lyrics

Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Look, I drive off in the sunset
Album of the year, ho, and I ain't even done yet (Yuh)
Get your shit, bro, meet me at the front desk
Best to ever do it, motherfucker, no contest (Yuh)
No nonsense, this is where the buck stop
Got more fat bitches than a Midwest truck stop (Yuh)
Making content 'til I make it on Kidz Bop
Independent, but I'm still worried I’ll get dropped (Wooh)
Shit's on lock, tryin' to get to heaven (Yeah)
Run on every track like I'm down in game seven (Yeah)
Comin' up to bat, but I'm not gettin', let in (Yeah)
Slap a dumb bitch like my name John Lennon (Wooh)
Shotgun weddin', do it for my city
Wake up in the morning feelin' like P. Diddy (Ugh)
Never had a warnin', babe, gettin' real sticky
Tried to be a good person, but I guess it’s not in me (Ugh)
God got with me, case and point
Pulling up to party with a Spike Lee joint (Ugh)
Truth don't hurt, but it might get moist
If you want to stay broke, it's your own damn choice, my boy
Do the fentanyl two-step
(Yeah)
It's the new dance craze sensation that's sweeping the nation
(Yeah) From Bakersfield to Brooklyn everyone’s doing the fentanyl two-step
Do the fentanyl two-step
Yeah
Everyone listen
Listen!
Look, bitch, I'm back in town (Yeah)
I'm in too deep and I can't stop now (Yeah)
Shit got steep, but it came right round
All dogs gotta eat, ho, sit the fuck down (Yeah)
Skin got brown (Yeah), now I look broke (Yeah)
Money and excuse, you can't make both (Yeah)
Hit him in the tooth and he damn near choked
Need me a dollar bill like the South needs soap (Wooh)
Shit's no joke, made it out the AV (Yeah)
Gotta thank God, I'm the rap Tom Brady (Ah-huh)
Baby, I guess you gotta pay me
I never met a bitch who wasn't batshit crazy
Ladies, sittin' on my shoulder
Nights still young and I ain’t gettin' older
Huh, I might move to Boulder
Never squash beef, ho, shit's not over
Turn a cold shoulder, bitch so needy
Pimpin' real fun, but it sure not easy
Want to get it done, bitch do it on the TV
Going real hard, motherfuckers got E.D
Eugh (Fuck!)
Do the fentanyl two-step
Do the fentanyl two-step
Hold on to your hats and slouch over
All the kids are doing it
Coming to a cul-de-sac near you
The Fentanyl Two-Step
Written by: Frank Linstrom
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