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POSTER BOY
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POSTER BOY was released on January 8, 2026 by 7497669 Records DK2 as a part of the album FTLOA
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AlbumFTLOA
Release DateJanuary 8, 2026
Label7497669 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Calipe
Calipe
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calipe Jones
Calipe Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Calipe
Calipe
Engineer

Lyrics

Snatch my soul, every chance she get, she won't stay on my, yeah, yeah
Tryna hide in plain sight, baddest bitch straight outta hell
Snatch my soul, every chance she get, she won't stay on my pants
These labels tryna sign the kid, can't tell you where I land
Ain't left the country yet, ain't had a chance, my hoodie from Japan
My bitch exotic, body done, that plastic cost some bands
I be wildin' on the stage, fans be like, damn
Am I the problem? Yeah, probably, ask me, do I care
Suffocatin' under life, bitch, I ain't got no air
Don't think just cause I'm pourin' up, we is, I hate to share
We was blood, but when I needed it, them **** wasn't there
We was blood, but when I needed it, them **** wasn't there
We was blood, but when I needed it, them **** wasn't there
Jump out in my Harley boots like Hardy, swingin' chairs
Play with me like you can't hear, I'm cuttin' off your ears
Lil' bitch a ten, she know she bad, got hit dead in the mirror
My patience thin, annoying hoes might be my biggest fear
I got partners who ain't shuttin' all up, no randoms who gon' cheer
Swear to God, I'm only goin' up to six, might be that year
Come outside, they recognizin' us, I just might shed a tear
My baby said she love my scent, that JP Gaultier
Start producin' for myself, just wanna be like Pierre
Like my women dirty, nasty, can't be too demure
Should've blew up months ago, somehow I'm still obscure
No matter what I'm feelin', Trico didn't like it secure
Always had my own swag, they said that I was weird
Now these hoes all on my dick, I can't believe they serious
Now they all up on my dick, I can't believe they serious
Now they all up on my dick, I can't believe they serious
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna hide in plain sight, baddest bitch straight outta hell
Snatch my soul, every chance she get, she wanna stay out my pants
These labels tryna sign the kid, can't tell you where I land, yeah
These labels tryna sign the kid, can't tell you where I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Calipe Jones
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