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Die 4 sum spunk
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Die 4 sum spunk was released on April 19, 2026 by 12405129 Records DK as a part of the album Die 4 sum spunk - Single
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Release DateApril 19, 2026
Label12405129 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RoddyTreyy
RoddyTreyy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Urlteezy
Urlteezy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Urlteezy
Urlteezy
Engineer

Lyrics

****, I ass gon' die tryna get to the spunk, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh ****, I ain't gon' die tryna get to the spot, I'm tellin' you, uh-huh, uh-huh ****, I ain't gon' die tryna get to the spot, uh-huh
****, I ain't gon' die tryna get to the spot Made back, run flat, give a fuck bout a hunt
Froze up with that 50, boy, you ain't know nothin' In a stick situation, that time, I don't
F.I.T. on a 10, I'm makin' a joint Tired of smokin, lil' Tay, he ain't hear no nothin
Off 215, three-five my blunt With a four in my cup, my stats up a hunnid
F.O.T. for them bodies we huntin' Put that shit on their head, I'ma hop out gunnin
When we bounce out the V, shit, I seen him runnin' Hit the boss in the back, make him fall on his stomach
Get locked down, won't say nothin' Since a young ****, I always been addicted to money
Remember told him I'm Taurus, now I switch with the hunnid Mixed three different drugs and I'm young like a zombie
Been poppin' pills like I always eat I swear to my dreams so I barely can sleep
Do this shit for the fam, for the time we ain't eat My brother, mama, sister, depend on me
Just blew another 30, could've iced out my tea These junk-ass **** can't keep up with me
Walk around with a semi, that shit too weak My Glock run squeezy, let out three
My cup dirty like I'm a hater Mixin' purple with yellow like I play for the Lakers
Wanna think with a dick, I'll poke on Baker Put this horn sport mode, hit the lights, I'ma shake em
**** wanna come around, I got shit for the table I was just fucked up, now they watchin' me on cable
Try to spin out a car, that's a dumb ass decision These switches go out, now your end is available
PG troughs, I'm smokin' on flavors I poked on his ass, thought I was finna trade him
Put the Glock in his face, he gon' kiss my laser I'm takin' this shit out, I'll see you later
Ran out of slobber, won't smoke his ass, I paid him Got a hunnid, don't smoke, he said he vape them
Bounced out eight deep, all black with a skeedlin' On so much shit, they said we raped him
From the back, I purse, I chase him I'm 215, so I'm a little later
Got that car by two and she broke me instantly I'm talkin' bout the pain, I ain't kickin' later
Catch that old ass broke-ass ****, I'ma chase him
**** say I'm killin' froze, damn right, I hate em
Tryna act tough, turn it down right, I drape em
We ain't doin' no wolf, send his ass with his makeup
My mic, this is all I got Runnin' vent to the booth, cause I went through a lot
I'm an eight years old, pause, work the pot I remember everything, how I could, I forgot
Really slept in the car, we ain't have no spot Mama did what she could, my lady went through a lot
****, act on thot, tryna get to the spot Make back, run flat, give a fuck bout a hunk
Froze up with that 50, boy, you ain't know nothin' In a stick situation, that time, I don't
F.I.T. on a 10, I'm makin' a jump Tired of smokin, lil' Tay, he ain't hear no nothin
Off 215, three-five my blunt With a four in my cup, my stats up a hundred
F.O.T. for them bodies, we huntin' Put that shit on their head, I'ma hop out gunnin
When we bounce out the V, shit, I seen him runnin' Hit the boss in the back, make him fall on his stomach
Get locked down, won't say nothin' Since I young, ****, I always been addicted to money
Remember tellin' the tar, now I switch with the hunnid Mixed three different drugs, and I young like a zombie
Been poppin' pills like all week I swear to my dreams, so I barely can sleep
Do this shit for the fam, for the time we ain't eat My brother, mama, sister, dependin' on me
Just blew another 30, could've iced out my tea These junk-ass **** can't keep up with me
Walk around with a semi, this shit too weak My Glock run squeezy, let out three
Written by: Url Teezy
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