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1 Am Flow
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Hip-Hop/Rap
1 Am Flow was released on January 15, 2026 by @joeblackfn as a part of the album 1 Am Flow - Single
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Release DateJanuary 15, 2026
Label@joeblackfn
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
joeblackfn
joeblackfn
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Black
Joseph Black
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
joeblackfn
joeblackfn
Engineer

Lyrics

1 AM, imma call this 1 AM flow.
I think I need a new roster from the bottom on up.
I think I'm bout to spend a 100 on Beamer truck.
Right now I'm rockin' rich dummies with my FN tucked.
New flavors on the way, can't wait 'til they touch.
I'm havin' motion, lil' hoe, I don't care to fuck.
M6 single, single turbo, you know it's on the way.
My Florida boy ride back seat, he let Drac spray.
Like some fuckin' Mase, he feenin' for homicide.
**** got it all fucked up, now it's time to ride.
Boy sendin' threats to my DM, sayin' I'ma die.
Come and test your luck, boy, and get yo' ass fried.
Gave 'em 10 potatoes out the Drac and gave his ass dime.
He tried gangsta shit wit me, he must've lost his mind.
I mean literally, 556s took his head off.
Now I'm somewhere playin' Top Golf with an opp bitch.
I ain't seen her in a min, I hit her in the whip.
Ceramic tint, 5 percent, she suckin' while I'm drivin'.
Her man callin', she declinin', bitches get to lyin'.
I can't never trust a thottie, all these hoes is flyin'.
Like Dumbo, do they try to get over.
Silly hoe, can't run no game on me, I ain't no PS5.
I'm the type **** hitcho friend girl, and that's no lie.
I think I need a new roster from the bottom on up.
I think I'm bout to spend a 100 on Beamer truck.
Right now I'm rockin' rich dummies with my FN tucked.
New flavors on the way, can't wait 'til they touch.
I'm havin' motion, lil' hoe, I don't care to fuck.
M6 single, single turbo, you know it's on the way.
My Florida boy ride back seat, he let Drac spray.
Like some fuckin' Mase, he feenin' for homicide.
**** got it all fucked up, now it's time to ride.
Boy sendin' threats to me, sayin' I'ma die.
Come and test your luck, boy, and get yo' ass fried.
He tried gangsta shit wit me, he must've lost his mind.
I mean literally, 556s took his head off.
Now I'm somewhere playin' Top Golf with an opp bitch.
I ain't seen her in a min, I hit her in the whip.
Ceramic tint, 5 percent, she suckin' while I'm drivin'.
Her man callin', she declinin', bitches get to lyin'.
I can't never trust a thottie, all these hoes is flyin'.
Like Dumbo, do they try to get over.
Always remember, chase money, not bitches.
Written by: Joseph Black
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