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DOTHO (INFERNO)
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DOTHO (INFERNO) was released on February 5, 2026 by JASPER HOUSE as a part of the album DOTHO (INFERNO) - Single
February 5, 2026
LabelJASPER HOUSE
LanguageEnglish
BPM137
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

(Awh, fuck-)
Choke
(Inferno, Inferno, Inferno, Inferno)
(Ooh, bow)
(Ayo' Neon, get that shit)
(Aye, rock)
Uh, let me drive yo' whip, if you know it's right (Drive the whip, bitch)
Let me fuck the bitch, if she know she bright (Oh, woah, woah)
Uh, she wanna know my name, but I think she want this pipe
Uh, she wanna know my name, you know it's N3ONBR!GHT (You know I'm back, bitch)
Uh, yeah, she just want this pipe, she just want this pipe (She just want the pipe)
She just want this pipe, she just wanna die
Uh, let me get my check, I need my slice of life (Yeah, yeah)
Cause I ain't finna die until I know I'm that- (Let's get to it, bitch)
(Yeah)
(Uh, yeah)
Yeah, I'mma ride this beat like a bad bitch too
Uh, I fuck with everybody in the room
All you motherfuckers gotta do what I do
King Tut, I was livin' in a motherfuckin' tomb
M3 GTR, I go zoom
He watchin' my pockets, to yell in my motherfuckin' ear
Otitis going crazy (Otitis?)
I'm gon' shoot that shot, then bag it
Think I missed prime-time, like, dang it
Bags packed, cause ya' boy done made it
If it ain't true, fuck, I call that a blank hit
Dump a mag, dump a mag, brag bout' a placement
Don't worry bout them girls, never phased it
I can get ya' hit if you lace it (Yeah, I'll blow the bitch out-)
No seatbelts in this whip, I might risk it just for fun (Just for fun)
I got the skittles in the bag, my doctor might have to fight me (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, why you acting fiesty?
She like the way I bite, tease (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Ride me in the Fat P (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Jump to the backseat (Yeah)
Yeah, I rip the sticker off-
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, they wanna make it my problem
But BR!GHT don't do it like that, get hostile (Yeah, yeah)
Go ahead, go and flex on the muscle
Uh, uh, uh, OK!
The bitch wanna take me to Church, read a Gospel
Vintage on my wrist, yeah, I call that a fossil
Woah (Yo, that shit crazy)
I took the tab like some Pez, bitch, I forked out
I dropped the penny heads up, on the floor now
Bitch, it's yours now
Bitch, it's yours now (Ah, hold on, hold on, hold on-)
(Ugh)
Bitch, I ain't done talkin', uh
It's always in my ear, that cotton
Yeah, fuck about Batman, I'm tryna be Robin-
Ya' bro want the bank clear, he run off with my profit (Ugh)
Always wanna run in my pockets
Yeah, they all wanna run up my pockets
Yeah, they all wanna run in my pockets-
Yeah, I don't give a fuck, cause ya' boy gon' lock it
(Done lock-)
Yeah, I done locked it (I done locked it)
(I done locked it)
Yeah, I done locked it (Yeah)
Fucked around, my leg, I disloged it (Yeah)
But that was 21', when I almost lost it (Yeah)
That boy came in with the rocket (Oh?)
Now his name on a coffin (Hahaha-)
I guess we got a new man in the big town
Yeah, hoe in my will, I might dick down
Uh, we can get frisk now
If you ever want a story, just sit down
Damn, I think he want the whole dick (Fuck)
I grab the lighter, the shit I might hit (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I grab the lighter, I'll blow this bitch (I'll blow this bitch)
(Let's get to it, bitch)
(Aye, rock-)
Uh, let me drive yo' whip, (Agh-), if you know it's right (Drive the whip, bitch)
Let me fuck the bitch, if she know she bright (Oh, woah, woah)
Uh, she wanna know my name, but I think she want this pipe (She wanna know my name)
Uh, she wanna know my name, you know it's N3ONBR!GHT (You know I'm back, bitch)
Uh, yeah, she just want this pipe, she just want this pipe (She just want the pipe)
She just want this pipe, she just wanna die (She just wanna die)
Uh, let me get my check, I need my slice of life (Yeah, yeah)
Cause I ain't finna die until I been that- (Cause I ain't finna die until I been that-)
(AHHH)
Uh, grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Bitch, grab my check)
Grab my check (Check)
(Uh, yeah, bitch, I don't give a fuck-)
Uh, uh, grab that motherfuckin' check, uh
Grab that fuckin' check
Yuh, grab that fuckin' chec-
Yeah, that shit crazy
(Yo', where the Jolly Rancher's at, motherfucker?)
(Get the fuck out my store-)
(Inferno, Inferno, yeah, Inferno)
Written by: Ben Terrell

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