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HELLO MR.
Hip-Hop/Rap
HELLO MR. was released on February 9, 2026 by 4311735 Records DK as a part of the album Versatile
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Release DateFebruary 9, 2026
Label4311735 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM135

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Israel Peterson
Israel Peterson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Israel Peterson
Israel Peterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tenzer
Tenzer
Producer
shinytoyswords
shinytoyswords
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah
You my son, Like"Hello Mr"
Money on me, I'll paint the picture
Mak out, no wheel, what you did sir?
Crisco-whip, know my wrist hurt
Shorty bad, I'm like"What you deserve?"
Chop chop, I'm getting my desert
Ragebait, I'm looking for"deez" sir
(Deez Nuts)
Take pics I'm greasy
Money got up and he lost his reason
I got the sauce, my base is cheese
No effort on me, this stuff is a breeze
Stepping to hard, I broke my knees
Ghost whip, don't look, can't see
I got that stuff on me
God of Thunder, I'm OKC
Okay, you Shai, I got bands tho
He was talking tough, where did his hands go?
Sand bar, I'm in the ocean with sandals
Hunch back, I've just been carrying like camel
I can't blend in, I'm wearing all camo
Had to stop talking I'm giving her ammo
I got the cape on, I feel like Lando
I'm trippin' I cannot save those
Jump ship, I'll swim in Tobago
Remove all the snakes, I'm feeling like Rango
Enjoying the sun while I'm counting my pesos
I got the bands on me, I don't lay low
Flippin' the whip, why you driving Durango
Flippin' the whip, man I'm feeling deranged
Got hunters around me, they don't go to the range
She wearing all black to the shoes, that's pain
Laugh my way to the bank, I'm insane
I need money I don't need the fame
Working hard, I could drop every day
Why you frontin, ain' touching no cake
Buddy chopped, he finna' get baked
She's amazed, don't know what to say
Side stepping that girl, Ole
Hunnids up we count K's
You my son, Like"Hello Mr"
Money on me, I'll paint the picture
Mak out, no wheel, what you did sir?
Crisco-whip, know my wrist hurt
Shorty bad, I'm like"What you deserve?"
Chop chop, I'm getting my desert
Ragebait, I'm looking for"deez" sir
(Deez Nuts)
Take pics I'm greasy
Money got up and he lost his reason
I got the sauce, my base is cheese
No effort on me, this stuff is a breeze
Stepping to hard, I broke my knees
Ghost whip, don't look, can't see
I got that stuff on me
God of Thunder, I'm OKC
Written by: Israel Peterson
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