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Fanatic
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fanatic was released on March 26, 2026 by TML Records as a part of the album Fanatic - Single
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Release DateMarch 26, 2026
LabelTML Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TML JoJo
TML JoJo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jojo Kennith Brazelton
Jojo Kennith Brazelton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luh Trev
Luh Trev
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah
Run around, no fame
Can't wait till they hear my name
Got ice on my chain
Got shit that I can't change
I see your life a game
I stack my bread plain
She white like pure cocaine
I keep my shit the same
I love my day-by-day
Take shots, I shoot with range
I love my team, We straight
Playbook, We keep the same
Unless you came with fake
Then you can't fake the game
Unless you came with fate
Then you can't leave the same
Prada on me, Prada on my bitch Prada on everything
Prada on even that wedding ring
Bought my bitch a new wedding ring
Smoking it up just to skip the pain
Purple my piss so I hit the bank
Double my cup and it's Listerine
I want your head in my fist to play
I brought my motherfuckin' Glock to the party Sippin' on piss and I'm sippin' Bacardi
No, no, no, I am no regular artist
I can mix up in my room and I got it
Keepin' my cash a profit, I got it
I won't do shit and go fuck up my body
I don't do plans, I'm really not bout it
No rubber bands, they always be popping
Popping
Popping
Popping
Always be poppin
Popping
Popping
Popping
They always be poppin
Yeah, same team but a different picture
We don't even wanna get in with you
If you wanna get it, guess I gotta get it. I thank God, gotta pot to piss in
Gotta take mine cause I know I'm different
Baseline Got a drive with it I put pride in
So my mind different
Roll up the blunt, just get it, yeah
I can even lie, she can get it
Yeah
Told you a **** done did it
I don't even need her I get it
Check to my bank, it's different
Counting some bread with my bitch Hundreds of banks, I'm Different
I done put dead on my wrist
Yeah Run around, no fame
Can't wait till they hear my name
Got ice on my chain
Got shit that I can't change
I see your life again
I stack my bread plain
She white like pure cocaine
I keep my shit the same
I love my day by day
Take shots
I shoot with range I love my team, we straight
Playbook, we keep the same
Unless you came a fake
Then you can't fake the game
Unless you came a fate
Then you can't leave the same
Written by: Jojo Kennith Brazelton
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