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Deja Vu (feat. Jay5ive)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Deja Vu (feat. Jay5ive) was released on January 1, 2026 by SOBAKA Sound as a part of the album 21
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Album21
Release DateJanuary 1, 2026
LabelSOBAKA Sound
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Rap
Jay5ive
Jay5ive
Rap
Deja Vu
Deja Vu
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Songwriter
Jay5ive
Jay5ive
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Producer

Lyrics

(Pow, Pow Pow)
I'm a Sweeper I really feel off about it
(Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)
It's maybe some way we could talk about it
(Pow, Pow Pow)
(Pow, Pow Pow)
Pow, I'm a Sweeper I'm good by myself
I want you I want nobody else
Don't go fuck with the opps they been getting the belt
She a baddie I get her Chanel
Is she riding if I get caught in jail?
I ain't tryna go back to that cell
I know how it be I be all by myself
I be hurting I know you be hurting
You like flowers and dates I be purging
I'm a shooter I'm walking shit down
The first time I met you I swear I was nervous
Heart been broke I don't think it could fix
I promise I been tryna meet me a surgeon
Tryna put down the percs but I'm not tryna glitch
Someone call up the drankman I need that shit urgent
Bitch I'm a Sweep, know that
We catch a opp, blow that
She going ku, throw that
She with her friends where the bros at?
We on that block where the Os at
DD you can't get your bros back
Notti gone where is your bro at?
We on that block where he poked at
Like I just wanna see how she shake it
And yes I'm a Sweeper so watch she get naked
I don't fuck with **** who told on them the statements
If you my lil baby we go on baecation
And family nothing I still gotta flame it
I shoot at the **** who jack we related
And catering ain't nothing
But I can't put love in a thot **** must've had Fever mistaken
She tryna come let me tap
She saying that she like the way that I rap She an innocent bitch I ain't hearing that shit
We got mutual friends I know somebody shagged
Word to bro don't you get on some internet shit
We made **** go poof and get sent to their dad
And **** be saying my sweepers fell off
I'm the ticket I just had to get in my bag
If they bring up a block, we spun it
If a opp on the floor, we punt it
I tell Rackz "play it back, punch in"
You know what I did to a **** for punchin'
My lil bitch keep on making assumptions
My lil bitch she ain't tryna hear nothing
I'm a hound you don't know what this H for?
Fuck it I'm always out hunting
I put the DG in dead game, I never stopped shooting nothing
**** we used to pull up to ball games
**** It's just one click of a button
**** I'm off a perc and I'm bussin'
I got a 30 I'm tussin'
**** we ain't hearing nothing
Word to my dead we done had **** ducking
Pow, I'm a Sweeper I'm good by myself
I want you I want nobody else
Don't go fuck with the opps they been getting the belt
She a baddie I get her Chanel
Is she riding if I get caught in jail?
I ain't tryna go back to that cell
I know how it be I be all by myself
I be hurting I know you be hurting
You like flowers and dates I be purging
I'm a shooter I'm walking shit down
The first time I met you I swear I was nervous
Heart been broke I don't think it could fix
I promise I been tryna meet me a surgeon
Tryna put down the percs but I'm not tryna glitch
Someone call up the drankman I need that shit urgent
Off of a perc in a stoley I'm swerving
Pour the deuce in the cup like I'm Irving
Fever backed the beam out we in Boston
I remember and we left the show in Suburban
This ain't Tris, this a different version
Pour the drank in the back of the Benz with the curtains
Came to the party pulled up in a German
My lil ooter don't know how to shoot but he learning
Off a perc I feel my stomach hurting
Didn't eat I feel my stomach turning
But it's healing the pain so I think that it's working
If you smoking my bro I don't think you should lack
Cause y'all saw what just happened to Melly ya'll learning
Bitch I'm up in the Bay with the Apes and the Hats
My lil ooter on Nostrand tryna catch 'em lurking
Pow, I'm a Sweeper I'm good by myself
I want you I want nobody else
Don't go fuck with the opps they been getting the belt
She a baddie I get her Chanel
Is she riding if I get caught in jail?
I ain't tryna go back to that cell
I know how it be I be all by myself
I be hurting I know you be hurting
You like flowers and dates I be purging
I'm a shooter I'm walking shit down
The first time I met you I swear I was nervous
Heart been broke I don't think it could fix
I promise I been tryna meet me a surgeon
Tryna put down the percs but I'm not tryna glitch
Someone call up the drankman I need that shit urgent
Written by: 917 Rackz, Jay 5ive
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