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Drop a Dime
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Drop a Dime was released on January 4, 2026 by Desantana Records as a part of the album Paid In Silence - EP
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Release DateJanuary 4, 2026
LabelDesantana Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Desantana Desantana
Desantana Desantana
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desantana Desantana
Desantana Desantana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NINESIXTSOUL
NINESIXTSOUL
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Legac.y
Legac.y
Producer

Lyrics

I solve all my problems with that cash now I smoke away my pain, no, I can't back down
Designer on my body, I got tats now
You ain't a real ****, don't you go and cap now
I solve all my problems with that cash now I smoke away my pain, no, I can't back down
Designer on my body, I got tats now You ain't a real ****, don't you go and cap now
You sad about that bitch, bitch, I be sad about my cash
It's a Lamborghini with a body kit, I be tryna go real fast
All these hoes tryna be hoes, but it's only buggin' your dad
Put these bitches up in a Maybach
Yeah they wanna fuck, I'ma lay back
Told my **** get them guns out, we can't trust no soul
All my shooters got them guns out, I ain't pullin' up alone
Always gotta let these **** know that my heart be so cold
I'm trippin' on these drugs, these drugs, I'm on my own
I'm trippin' on these drugs, these drugs, I'm on my own
You fuckin' with my love, my love, my heart be cold
I just wanna stand beside you I wish I could've called you mine too, but
I solve all my problems with that cash now I smoke away my pain, no, I can't back down
Designer on my body, I got tats now
You ain't a real ****, don't you go and cap now
I solve all my problems with that cash now I smoke away my pain, no, I can't back down
Designer on my body, I got tats now
You ain't a real ****, don't you go and cap now
You sad about that bitch, bitch, I be sad about my cash
It's a Lamborghini with a body kit, I be tryna go real fast
All these hoes tryna be hoes, but it's only buggin' your dad
Put these bitches up in the Maybach, yeah, they wanna fuck, I'ma lay back
Told my ****, get them guns out, we can't trust no soul
All my shooters got them guns out, I ain't pullin' up alone
Always gotta let these **** know that my heart be so cold
I'm trippin' on these drugs, these drugs, I'm on my own
I'm trippin' on these drugs, these drugs, I'm on my own
You fuckin' with my love, my love, my heart be cold
I just wanna stand beside you I wish I could've called you mine too, but
Written by: Desantana Desantana
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