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N*gga
652
Hip-Hop/Rap
N*gga was released on May 1, 2026 by Priority Records as a part of the album Z
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AlbumZ
Release DateMay 1, 2026
LabelPriority Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skrilla
Skrilla
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemille Edwards
Jemille Edwards
Songwriter
Ryan Connaire
Ryan Connaire
Songwriter
Timothy Adie
Timothy Adie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thankutimmy
Thankutimmy
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Recording Engineer
Loyd Halmon
Loyd Halmon
Mixing Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Connaire
Ryan Connaire
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ryan, what took you so long?)
(Thank you, TimmyBoy)
[Chorus]
Uh, Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a ****
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a ****
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a ****
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, ****
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, **** (****, what?)
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, uh (****, who?)
[Verse 1]
Uh, I watched 12 Years a Slaves, it made me think of all of my Orishas
**** said he want a feature, ****, you just gotta pay me
I done asked God could He save me? And I still scream, "Free the Navy"
Rock a fella like a I'm JAŸ-Z, rock a **** like a baby
Uh, baby shark, doot, doo-doo-doo
I done pulled up in jet V12, can't get lackin' in the coupe
Cadillac packed up with troops
And I'm packin', what it do?
Yes, I'm packin', what is it?
Just tell me, what you tryna do?
[Chorus]
Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a ****
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a ****
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a ****
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, ****
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, **** (****, what?)
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, **** (****, who?)
[Verse 2]
Hood hot, gave me a tan, I tried to get two rings and end up with four, Tim Duncan the man
Brodie dunkin' Drac' on ****, break the glass, Shaquille O'— damn
I done pulled up in the V8, got the molly in my hand, mix it with the Wock'
Put a Wock' right on the rocks
I done snuck inside the club, I tuck the Glock inside my sock
Mama know I'm born a thug, don't know why pops thought I was not
And you know the whole gang tryna get that brr up off the drop, uh, Glockies
I put a B 'round Santo Michael, **** got hit with a Micro, that shit gave a **** lipo
**** said some fly shit on Instagram and claimed a typo
We done cooked a vic and then we burnt the whip, my brother psycho, no bap
[Chorus]
Uh, Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a ****
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a ****
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a ****
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, ****
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, **** (****, what?)
****, ****, ****, ****, ****, **** (****, who?)
Written by: Jemille Edwards, Ryan Connaire, Timothy Adie
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