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spoiled !
Hip-Hop/Rap
spoiled ! was released on March 27, 2026 by 7even6ix2wos as a part of the album spoiled ! - Single
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Release DateMarch 27, 2026
Label7even6ix2wos
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
7even6ix2wos
7even6ix2wos
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Jefferey Balthrop
Lucas Jefferey Balthrop
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
7even6ix2wos
7even6ix2wos
Producer

Lyrics

Champagne beam, and the seats all leather
My bitch is spoiled, I buy her whatever
Look at her wrist, entirely killer
The bitch want my heart, I don't know what to tell her
I fell in love with the bezel, hunnid in cash I fucked up the teller
Diamonds on white, bout to call me a felon
Bitch want my kids and I ain't even met her
Bitch like to talk and my bro never listen
She said I won't make it, I know the bitch trippin' I stay cookin' heat, I won't get out the kitchen
My bro tryna get the pack off and he flexin
CHP on my ass, trackhawk and we dippin
Whole team runnin' to the cash, we winnin
Buffed out the Cartier's, fuck up my vision, I don't care
All of my teeth straight, I don't need diamonds or dentals
All of my tears, I had put them in denims
All of these hoes gon' fuck up my mental, god damn
All about my cash, you cannot get a taste
I love you like my mom and my bed
All of these gags gon' fuck up my chest, goddamn
You think I need you, I do not
I got a sack, got a new watch
My life a movie, no boondocks
Who gets the cash? Bet you not
Brand new coupe, got a roof drop
Never switched up, I'm crewlocked
You thought I want you, bitch, you thought
You don't know shit, but I'm keepin' it real
Never gon' stop till I touch me a mil
My crew ain't eatin, can't enjoy a meal
Keep goin' on set, put some on the grill
It's time to celebrate
Bitch, when you foolin, say you celebate
Narcotics my body, might catch a case
Might take me another, the helluvit
(You think I need you, I do not)
(I got a sack, got a new watch)
(My life a movie, no boondocks
(Who get the cash? Bet you not)
(Brand new coupe, got a roof drop)
(Never switched up, I'm crewlocked)
(You thought I want you, bitch, you thought)
Champagne beam, and the seats all leather
My bitch is spoiled, I buy her whatever
Look at her wrist, entirely killer
The bitch want my heart, I don't know what to tell her
I fell in love with the bezel, hunnid in cash I fucked up the teller
Diamonds on white, bout to call me a felon
Bitch want my kids and I ain't even met her
Written by: Lucas Jefferey Balthrop
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