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Tin Foil
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Hip-Hop
Tin Foil was released on March 25, 2026 by Cegular Records/Santa Anna as a part of the album 5 Problems
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Release DateMarch 25, 2026
LabelCegular Records/Santa Anna
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pradabagshawty
Pradabagshawty
Performer
London Golston
London Golston
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
London Golston
London Golston
Lyrics
Evan Thomas Heckman
Evan Thomas Heckman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ev7n
Ev7n
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Look at everything I did in the streets, I stay loyal
I gotta swap out the van hand to hand, I wrapped the tin foil
I'm a real rock star paying with bands, fill you with you Xan, diss on my brudda
And a ho all she want to do is just fuck, fuck, fuck, she slept with my brudda
I take the switch out the car and they go duck, duck
We run soon as we see 12 comin'
I got a room, you can see what I'm sayin'
Too many bullets go to his head
Baby dick on me, this bih' not no trans
Have the Suburban push up to yo' land
Swift thang hit on that boy, change his dreads
These **** bite, then I switch up my swag
Answer the phone 'fore I get on the plane
'Cause when I get off be havin' jet lag
I can een smell it, the hoes going crazy
Beat up my phone, what I tell you 'bout dat?
[Verse 1]
P5 gon' shoot gon be Norte dame, blatt, he know he going out bad
We got them switches we turn that shit mainly, pull up, we pushing shit back
Bad bitch beat up the phone, tell her blow me a kiss, I might not call the ho back
I switched some money just tryna look out for somebody 'cause I was looking for somebody
I switched some money just tryna look out for somebody 'cause I was looking for somebody
Just want to chill and these **** keep playin' fire
That's why I gotta catch a body
No Emmett Till, you fuck wit dat ho, you get problems, just might turn a name to a body
Johnny Cashe, I'm wearing Balenciaga mixed-matched designer
[Chorus]
Look at everything I did in the streets, I stay loyal
I gotta swap out the van hand to hand, I wrapped the tin foil
I'm a real rock star paying with bands, fill you with you Xan, diss on my brudda
And a ho all she want to do is just fuck, fuck, fuck, she slept with my brudda
I take the switch out the car and they go duck, duck
We run soon as we see 12 comin'
I got a room, you can see what I'm sayin'
Too many bullets go to his head
Baby dick on me, this bih' not no trans
Have the Suburban push up to yo' land
Swift thang hit on that boy, change his dreads
These **** bite, then I switch up my swag
Answer the phone 'fore I get on the plane
'Cause when I get off be havin' jet lag
I can een smell it, the hoes going crazy
Beat up my phone, what I tell you 'bout dat?
Written by: Evan Thomas Heckman, London Golston
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