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Dat part
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dat part was released on February 14, 2026 by 10080221 Records DK as a part of the album 5lime language 2
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Release DateFebruary 14, 2026
Label10080221 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quan Smith
Quan Smith
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quan Smith
Quan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quan Smith
Quan Smith
Engineer

Lyrics

Slime shit ****, I got real love for the trap
Head First in the trenches with these bo's, get em in, get em out
She eat the dick, got me curlin' my toe, this be good with her mouth
I takin' risks, I'm chasin' a bankroll, these **** chasin' clout
Lil' Slime, livin life like GTA, I be doin' what these **** rap about
These **** be lyin' bout makin' plays, boy, that ain't nothin' to cop about
I told that bitch she could be my bae, you know Lil' Slime had to cop out
Just know I sent those slimes your way, you heard, don't find, she just tap your house
**** ain't know, bitch, worry bout you, I'm the one she askin' bout
Don't take too much, she left me here for a night, I ain't gotta ask her
All my RP-10s, I pulled up some drinks, shit got me passin' her
Your bitch told me I be doin' what you can't, I got her tappin
And I can't trust these hoes, I put trust in these bo's
Cause they won't lead to this, I sold
I'm on one-on-one shit, you ain't never seen a rapper tryin' to take a soul
No, I can't go like that ****, caught me low for one time, I'm clutchin' they pole
We caught up, we ain't seen in a year, I almost tried to turn, bitch, we scored gold
B for a **** that ain't been out of school for about ten years, man, he **** old
Draco sound like a bondage, I'm screedin' clear, I'ma let this bitch explode
Here tell somethin, we leave a **** faceless, we don't see nothin' but his nose
We tryna smash somethin, all these **** gon' die when they come from up that road
Yup, yup, yup, these **** hoes, that part
These **** hoes tryna act hard
I throw the pack like Bradford
B to D, say it not hard
I put no tricks in, walk hard
These **** sweet like Pop-Tarts
She eat the meat like Pop-Tarts
Special Glock, got hit with the Gen-4, then we got a beam and a flatlight
Special cock, gave a dick, she went and told her friend she got breakin' rights
Sixteen, that's when I seen my **** die, since then I ain't been right
Sixteen, I was clutchin' on the Glock, tryna spend a **** block all night
Written by: Quan Smith
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