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Under The Tree
Hip-Hop/Rap
Under The Tree was released on August 17, 2025 by 2Tone Productions as a part of the album Different Perspective - EP
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Release DateAugust 17, 2025
Label2Tone Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flitt
Flitt
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Flitt
Flitt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Ortiz
Greg Ortiz
Engineer, Executive Producer

Lyrics

I'd be lying, if I say I ain't missing the vibe, bitch I'm up in the sky
Bad lil bitch she a vibe, we fucking on live, baby you coming to mine
Why am I paying the price, for how you live life, shawty I'll put you in ice
Putting this bitch on a flight, she coming tonight, shawty we fucking all night
What can you do that I can't, look in your eyes I don't wanna blink (nah)
Choppa on me up the rank, high out my mind, I can't even think
Drank to much, can't walk (walk)
Shawty you know you a star (star)
Stacking this shit to the wall, put my bitch in Audemars
Taking this bitch to the Met, Two Tone chain, it hang round the neck
She the best secret I kept, I had to keep on breaking them checks
We going outta state, out the way, hop on the interstate
I'm one call away, I'm on the way, shawty don't hesitate
Ain't paying the bitch no mind, my chain is leaving you blind
You cannot look in my eyes, thank God I'm way too high
H-Town strapped with the fye, pour up that drank on the rocks
Putting my heart in a box, bitch I don't wanna talk
You can't get to me, bitch we history (history)
White toes on your feet, make her sing to me
Sing the melody, there ain't no telling me
Bitch you failing me, three five under the tree
I'd be lying, if I say I ain't missing the vibe, bitch I'm up in the sky
Bad lil bitch she a vibe, we fucking on live, baby you coming to mine
Why am I paying the price, for how you live life, shawty I'll put you in ice
Putting this bitch on a flight, she coming tonight, shawty we fucking all night
What can you do that I can't, look in your eyes I don't wanna blink (nah)
Choppa on me up the rank, high out my mind, I can't even think
Drank to much, can't walk (walk)
Shawty you know you a star (star)
Stacking this shit to the wall, put my bitch in Audemars (Piget)
Draping the seats in the Maybach, shawty you finding your way back
You said you hate me, why you say that? my diamonds wet like the Navy
This bitch is driving me crazy, pull up wide body Mercedes
Pop bottles, we celebrating, these bitches they follow my cadence
Hitting this bitch up in coach, then I go cop her some Coach (lil bitch)
I know you miss me the most, I know you just sit by the phone (lil bitch)
We eating filet mignon, you know you did me wrong
Shawty I'm rolling strong, so much money we need to get blowing
You can't get to me, bitch we history (history)
White toes on your feet, make her sing to me
Sing the melody, there ain't no telling me
Bitch you failing me, three five under the tree
Written by: Elijah Flitton
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