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Breaking Bad
Hip-Hop/Rap
Breaking Bad was released on January 16, 2026 by Unknwn Records as a part of the album UnderWrld
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Release DateJanuary 16, 2026
LabelUnknwn Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keem Unknwn
Keem Unknwn
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kareem Younge
Kareem Younge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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prodxclass
Producer

Lyrics

I pull up to yo house, masked up, like the KKK
I hit yo bitch from my finsta, she like "kkk"
I tell yo bitch to pull up, she said she already on the way
I don't got time for the games, lil bitch I don't play
I'm the type of **** kill a **** just for what he say
You better watch your words round me or you gon' die today
If you wanna feature, yeah **** better come and pay
Just like Batman, yeah lil' bitch, you know ion even play
Like that, said he sellin' everyday but he ain't sold a pack
Since I was a lil' ****, I went chase that bag
Remember back then, I wouldn't even chase no bitch
My only thought was how I was gon' make my mama rich
Yeah, he ain't make no money
The way these **** broke to me, that shit real funny
I met this bitch in Monaco, she a bad bunny
My potna crash out, yeah, he a crash dummy
I'm the type of **** leave yo face real runny
She the type of bitch to throw that whole ass on me
I'm the type of **** walk with all this cash on me
And ain't no **** better try to take this bag from me
Cause they gon' die, how the fuck yo potna died with his fye
It's been like six months, these **** still ain't slide
I think I know, yeah, I got the reason why
All these **** scared, yeah, these **** scared to die
All these **** snakes
I told my bitch, suck my dick its not up for debate
She eat me up, yeah, she clean me like her dinner plate
I get mad, just like Batman, just without the cape
Where would all these **** be, yeah without all the fuckin' hate
These **** broke as fuck, but they always got some shit to say
I think my bitch a bakery, the way she havin' all the cake
I'm just like King Kong, all my bitches call me ape
Yeah, he don't got a bag
The way these bullets tap him, yeah you'd think they playin' tag
She ask me everyday, yeah, why my pants sag
I told her cause my pockets full, ion need a bag
Yeah, I don't need a bag
Bitch I'm sad, My bitch mad
Cause all my hoes in my phone, they call me dad
Ion take no Ubers, yeah, I'm on a helipad
The way I serve these fiends, I might be from breaking bad
I'm breaking bad, yeah, bitch, I'm breaking bad
My bitch, she break it down and put it in her bag
He ain't got no bitch, cause he ain't got no swag
He try to steal my swag, yeah, and look at where it got him
Yeah, if I spot him, lil' bitch, you know that I got him
I won't never stress about a bitch, she not my problem
He be stressing bout' his bitch and he got money problems
My pockets so deep, yeah, this shit don't got a bottom
Written by: Kareem Younge
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