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tiptoe
Hip-Hop/Rap
tiptoe was released on January 31, 2026 by AOL Collective / Soap & Associates as a part of the album in the fuchsia
album cover
Release DateJanuary 31, 2026
LabelAOL Collective / Soap & Associates
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gauge Cameron
Gauge Cameron
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gauge Cameron
Gauge Cameron
Songwriter
Autumn Cashmere Woods
Autumn Cashmere Woods
Songwriter
Robyn Rojas Blanco
Robyn Rojas Blanco
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sixthdagger
Sixthdagger
Producer

Lyrics

Imma
Tip toe’n, say so-ing, I'm all outta che
Tip toe’n, skip throwing, always win with team
Tip toe’n, stay hoeing, and she on her knees
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Imma
Tip toe’n, say so-ing, I'm all outta che
Tip toe’n, skip throwing, always win with team
Tip toe’n, stay hoeing, and she on her knees
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
It ain't my fault that I'm winning you ain't know I'm goated
I don't blame you settle down and you'll start floating
It's crazy i keep winning when you insist on throwing
Imma stab you in the 6ix with my dagger that im toteing
Eating all these bars got me feeling hella bloated
On some roxbylou shit you know I'm devoted
Play that roxbylou bitch you see how I'm coming
A guitar in one hand you see how I'm strumming
A stick in the other hand both sound like some drumming
Imma slam a bitch down like hippowdown
2 hours later for some powder on
Turn the TV up it's that chowder on
Ain't no brawl stars it's that Larry lawrie son
I'm a raptor Kyle Lowry with some red 1s
I'm a rapper soapylou they like damn son
Aye, aye
Aye
Tip toe’n, say something, we gon' empty clips
Tip toe'n, skip blowin', I'm on Stephen Smith
Stiff hoeing, bitches gotta stretch they upper lip
Tip toe'n through the mud, just to sell a kip
I don't fuck with rats unless they on some rodent shit
When I see a lame burn, CDs taste a rip
With your girl the clink, take her back at your risk
All denim fist to cuffs, leaning in to take a sip
Ay
Bling bunny, I take money they make from me
Nose runny, I rip tissues and play funny
Paper don't get made unless the blow loud
And I've never seen a grant that I can’t hold down
Expectations are hurdles for me to clear tenfold over
You get run over if you don't get the fuck out my way
I'm guns blazing, the bull brazen, God is dead and the world's amazing
Ripping flows, I pioneer my visions to the basin
Seep my blood into the rivers of my inspiration
Where these blades are tracing, the scars are raising
And the stars make constellations while the moon phases
Don't question what I'm on, sometimes I go despondent
Sometimes I don't respond, I don't respond just like Lebron did
Sometimes I gotta move on, I gotta move on
At least I'm honest, haters can't deny, I'm never wrong, never wrong
Ah
How you feelin Sixthdagger, like
I'm devoted, I'm 100, Imma step up, fuh
If I smoke, it get bad, get like this now
These bitches dry as fuck, I keep the fire, get down (fuh, fuh)
Mad loud, they can't snuff this noise out (pss, hah)
Light a candle if you going through it now (pss, hah)
Light the spliff now if you in the crowd (pss- pss, hah- hah)
If this the run, okay, okay
I need a gold now
You Jolly Roger 16, you ain't 'nun now
Shoutout Snow, burning wood in Montreal with you
I remember that, and I hold you in my heart
AOL forever, girl
Eternal star
Eternal star, eternal star
Eternal star, eternal star
Eternal star, eternal star
Eternal star, eternal star
Paws on my Converse baby, you ain't seen this
In the office, tiptoein' by these idiots
Tiptoein', mad money, making chips in silence
World tour, Total Drama, chilling on a island
Put spice in my rice, Goya and cayenne
I'm the knife, I'm the moon, don't you know who I am
ITB (Don't you know who I am)
3644
VVV (Don't you know who I am?)
OMG
Tip toe’n, say so-ing, I'm all outta che
Tip toe’n, skip throwing, always win with team
Tip toe’n, stay hoeing, and she on her knees
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Imma
Tip toe’n, say so-ing, I'm all outta che
Tip toe’n, skip throwing, always win with team
Tip toe’n, stay hoeing, and she on her knees
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Written by: Autumn Cashmere Woods, Gauge Cameron, Robyn Rojas Blanco
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