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Charades
Hip-Hop/Rap
Charades was released on April 19, 2026 by Broken pen society as a part of the album Back To Baby
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Release DateApril 19, 2026
LabelBroken pen society
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ifthisyourbeathitmeup
Ifthisyourbeathitmeup
Producer

Lyrics

Yea
(Baby)
**** say they want to do this and that
(Roit)
**** say they gone be this and that (This and that)
But I don't see nobody grinding tho (Nobody)
Put in your work and your time and your due diligence
The universe will return that shit, type shit, even love
She loves acts of service but I service her, that's with charades (Act)
Bitches wicked, up and shiesty'd like a ballroom masquerade (Yea)
Putting on a front is something I hate (Hate)
Out of the way, I been mia (Aye)
She got the key to the beat of my heart, sometimes she be drumming that bitch like tay (Th, th)
Keif is what I'm smoking on
I been dolo V'ing lone (Being alone)
Disbelief is what his face'll seek, his shawty played my songs
I been writing right from wrong
Got contentment yawning in my arms (Yea)
Becoming what I said I'll be and swallowed all my aw's
Sometime you might be the only **** to give yourself some praise
Fuck parties, I don't parade
Now I'm chained up like a slave
Hoping I don't misbehave
Remain resilient and be humble
I think that my words the only one deserving of my cuddles (Yeah)
But I love my bitches bubbble'd
Butted and wet dripping puddles (Puddle)
Can't stay in the surface of my thoughts, go deeper than some stubble (Stubble)
I get more play than a huddle
Wok I sip, I move like turtle (Wok)
I leap with life and jump through hurdle (Leap)
Pokémon, think I'm a flirttle (I flirt)
My hand on the back of my baby k, tap it for burps (Ye)
Why **** say they want my hoe when I'm the one that bagged her first
Shit get hot, I don't tread lightly
Feel like skin ontop of turf (Turf)
Projectile vomit out some bullets , no this shit ain't Nerf (Ththththth)
Spin and spin again on my bitch, I feel like I got inertia (Spin)
**** say they known and want a feach but I ain't never heard of (Neva)
Him, I'm with a hoe she dressed in skims (Skims)
This the old of my old life, and this the new of new beginnings
Hit record, r.e.c, put me in the genius
(Put me in the genius)
World record type shit
(World rec)
Im diffrent type shit
Grind until I prove it, type shit
Written by: Jaylen Nicholas McClendon
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