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Aurapharming
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Aurapharming was released on April 15, 2026 by Cleopatra Records as a part of the album #Aurapharming
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Release DateApril 15, 2026
LabelCleopatra Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dee Aura
Dee Aura
Performer
Derrick English Jr
Derrick English Jr
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick English Jr
Derrick English Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
sosicco
sosicco
Producer

Lyrics

Got me going crazy
Taste like soda candy
Addicted to your flavor
So you always have me
That’s why you're always sweet
Such a shocking sensation
Carbonated love has got me losing patience
Yeah
Yeah, they thought I was down, but I never give up
Had to pick up these bands, I ain't pick up the cup
I'ma stick to the plan and that shit is a must
I'ma switch up that shit while they tryna adjust
Pop a Perc' and that shit got me right in my groove
You won't make it a mile tryna walk in my shoes
And he thinkin' he gangsta, he got shit to prove
Aura farmin', I'm right on the block, keep it bool
Like these bands, I'ma pull out and put on some jewels
Haha, bow-bow, bow-bow
And these bands, I'ma pull out and put on some jewels
I can't fuck with nobody, these **** be extra
X in her mouth 'cause these **** be extra
When I walk, on my side got a ten, yeah, she pressure
Gotta prove it to God, this a test, had to test her
Call up my phone, now my mans on decline
Got a bitch who gon' do what I say like I'm Simon
Nudie jeans with the Jordans, I'm stylin'
I pop four grams in the spot, yeah, I'm wildin'
Makin' this stack, it stack like it's Jenga
You say you don't need me, then my iPhone blingin'
I ain't lookin' at my watch, yet the time still tickin'
Off a Percocet, itchin', yeah, this shit got me glitchin'
I-I learned my lesson, that shit did me better
How y'all together? Don't got it together
Got a new William watch and they watch through the metal
I ain't talkin' to you, only talk through the tele'
I ain't talkin' to you, I might talk to myself
Finna take off this Louis V, give 'em the belt
Better off on your own while you're screamin' for help
And that shit don't come in, know my shooter from Hell
He gon' blow at the wind like a windmill
I don't talk out this shit, yeah, get real
Look at my pocket, I'm stayin' with big bills
Talk on that shit, yeah, I gave 'em the chills
All of these hunnids, I don't got no deal
Stop with the drank, but I'm poppin' these pills
When I wake up, I throw that shit, come in trim
How the fuck is—? I ain't never heard of him (Yeah)
Yeah, they thought I was down, but I never give up
Had to pick up these bands, I ain't pick up the cup
I'ma stick to the plan and that shit is a must
I'ma switch up that shit while they tryna adjust
Pop a Perc' and that shit got me right in my groove
You won't make it a mile tryna walk in my shoes
And he thinkin' he gangsta, he got shit to prove
Aura farmin', I'm right on the block, keep it bool
Like these bands, I'ma pull out and put on some jewels
Haha, bow-bow, bow-bow
And these bands, I'ma pull out and put on some jewels
I can't fuck with nobody, these **** be extra
X in her mouth 'cause these **** be extra
When I walk, on my side got a ten, yeah, she pressure
Gotta prove it to God, this a test, had to test her
Gotta prove it to God, this a test, had to test her
Written by: Derrick English Jr
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