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Yosemite Sam
Hip-Hop/Rap
Yosemite Sam was released on May 8, 2026 by Sausse Boy Records as a part of the album Never Ever Ending
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Release DateMay 8, 2026
LabelSausse Boy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mak11
Mak11
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Kevin McDonald
Andrew Kevin McDonald
Songwriter
Nkazimulo Nelisa Dlamini
Nkazimulo Nelisa Dlamini
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KamixxBleach
KamixxBleach
Producer

Lyrics

Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, I feel like Yosemite Sam
The cannon go blam, they lay flat where they stand, yeah man they ass in the sand
Ain't having a chance, and the man what I am, Mak put them grams in your hand
I trampled the land, to the canyon they ran, I feel like Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, I feel like Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, call me Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, think I'm Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, bitch I'm Yosemite Sam
Your name not on the list, you banned
I'm smoking top shelf by the fistful, damn
Shit got me feeling invincible, yeah
Now they seeking this heat like a missile
Tryna big body the Beamer, Lizzo
Or I could whip Audi so easy, ditto
I'm at the spot with my people, kiddo
I'm fly like a hawk or an eagle, they minnows, yeah
I keep the crop and the cream at the crib, hoe
They style like a bottle of lean cause they drip slow
All of my opps be unreasonable
I want diamonds that's frosted and freezing, like winter cold
Mak applying some gloss to the pinnacle
Man if you lying, you lost in a minute bro
And if I die in the fog it'll be mystical
Baddie gon ride on my hog, say it's mythical
But I ain't got warts
Pouring that shit by the quart
Shorty gon strip at the fort
Perfect score when I give my report
Go to war when I get on the court
Say they sure that I'm using the force
It's in my core, I'm attuned to the source
That's why they sore, they ain't suited for sports, aye
I know some people who want to me fail
Rolling up reefer, I'm watching 'em wail
Bro wanna beef, should have bought him a bale
That's a whole lot of grief that just cost him a sale
I flow like a creek, get lost in the vale
Opps going to sleep, the sauce getting stale
I mow down the meek like moss by the rail
Like snow it get bleak, they get caught in the hail
It's not debatable, I want a gated home
Let all my haters know how much I'm paying for
Ain't gotta say it slow, man I can't wait to blow
I smoke an eighth of dro then I create some gold
Been chasing my goals since three years old
And saving these souls from being sold
Keep waving them poles, your heat is cold
I came to expose all of these coyotes
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, I feel like Yosemite Sam
The cannon go blam, they lay flat where they stand, yeah man they ass in the sand
Ain't having a chance, and the man what I am, Mak put them grams in your hand
I trampled the land, to the canyon they ran, I feel like Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, I feel like Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, call me Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, think I'm Yosemite Sam
Yosemite Sam, Yosemite Sam, bitch I'm Yosemite Sam
Written by: Andrew Kevin McDonald, Nkazimulo Nelisa Dlamini
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