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OHLQ
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
OHLQ was released on May 12, 2026 by CRASH CLUB as a part of the album OHLQ - Single
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Release DateMay 12, 2026
LabelCRASH CLUB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J. Abankwah
J. Abankwah
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Abankwah
J. Abankwah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sol
Sol
Producer
Jacob Chadwell
Jacob Chadwell
Engineer

Lyrics

If I had a chance to kill one of you mother fucka's
(Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It'll be yo' ass, fuck ****
I got A's in math 'cause I showed dick print to my teacher
If you knew me from back then, I wouldn't fuck me either
Rather sell crack then go back door to door bothering people
Can't go to church 'cause I'm the male Jezebel, Jesus
Don't tap this pedal if you don't believe in God
'Cause if you flip and Hell is real, I wouldn't like your odds
I gotta friend only serve white, we call him Uncle Tom
See in the burbs, it ain't no ****, it's just racist moms
10k to me felt like 20 million dollars
My life with Christ, that's why I burned all my Balenciaga
He tried to run away from fuzz but a chopper followed
If he can't get yo' ass today, He'll get yo' ass
Whose mans is this? Bumpin' J. Cole
I don't hate the ****, I just hate his fuckin' songs
Aye, bitch, don't text me 'bout no pills, I be done break my phone
2 on 1 if **** want, this knife be breakin' bones
Cut his dreads so I guess he a killer now
I took X, I had sex, I can't feel it now
I'm a mud monkey, fuck that ho gorilla style
Don't treat me special, round, I'm just a bald ****'s child
My piece wouldn't hit, my cuzz just smacked for 50 thou
Put Crash on the bill and turn ya shit to Rolling Loud
Top jaw half a brick, the bottom row the same amount
You learn to step on shit when all them bugs is in ya house
On the westside dodgin' potholes
When on Lucki on, I drive the striker with my eyes closed
****, on J, you touch my J, you gettin' socked on
That's why I pull up every function with my knock on
Fuddy parlay got him lookin' like a stock broker
This not a cig' on top my ear, bitch, I'm a pot roller
These **** weird, man, I don't even invite my pops over
A fairy queen, I turned her Halloween to Cocktober
You know what I'm sayin'?
It smell like that young man got pack on, hm
I sneezed and it doubled my dashboard, hm
My bitch get whatever she ask for, hm
The bitch bet' not ask for my password, hm
Flyest **** 'round, why I talk this shit
Shawt, throw that lil yeah, if you catch my drift
I'll throw a lil yeah, if the shit make sense
Said her friend wanna yeah, ouu, I like this bitch, yeah
Flyest **** 'round, why I talk this shit
Shawt, throw that lil yeah, if you catch my drift
I'll throw a lil yeah, if the shit make sense
Said her friend wanna yeah, ouu, I like this bitch, yeah
On hood
Crash some like Tiger Woods
Your phone call went to voicemail twice so what you typin' for?
Who said this dick can't pay the rent? Lil bitch, call my bluff
I couldn't choose what holes to pick, I'm on tons of drugs, yeah
You scared of rejection, I'm scared this check won't get accepted
You need different fears
GMC Tahoe got me runnin' 'round like Justin Bieber
I kicked my bitch out, I got richer, did I really need her?
It's hard to tell my mom I love her
I'm still mad about her choice in baby daddies
I'm an addict by genetics
I'm a dick head 'cause of rappin'
I'm in every bitches DM, I'm in your IG crushes bathroom
I just put her kids to sleep before I put her through the mattress
I'm on addies while I'm fastin'
So it kick in with a passion
Paint her face, she Marilyn Manson
Said her favorite number 6
3 hoes minimum, that's 'bout faithful as it get
And watch yo' attitude with Bil 'cause I'll pepper spray a bitch
Punchin' DoorDash like it stole from me
I make my own money
Get greedy, then take yo' money
See, learned from slimes but I'm the coolest if you talk to me
I got the dash that go 300 'cause I walk funny
Man, my big homie robbed me blind, ever since then, it's turtles
I'm askin' killers at my job how to get 'way with murder
Bro, times was hard, I was crackin' G's my entire deal
She bought a zip, I ate her pussy, Ladies, shop with kil
You feel me, tweakin'
I ain't even fuck 'em yet
Back on the Qua but I'm in PF hittin' shoulder press
What bitch gon ever leave me knowin' that I fuck the best?
If I can't change the world, I'm going out like Ron Artest
Don't dap me with your left
I told the truth and that's the one thing bitches can't accept
Can't earn my respect
And don't try either 'cause kissin' ass make me like you less
He fakin' gangster
Put his G-card through the diamond tester, okay Billi, yeah
It smell like that young man got pack on, hm
I sneezed and it doubled my dashboard, hm
My bitch get whatever she ask for, hm
The bitch bet' not ask for my password, hm
Flyest **** 'round, why I talk this shit
Shawt, throw that lil yeah, if you catch my drift
I'll throw a lil yeah, if the shit make sense
Said her friend wanna yeah, ouu, I like this bitch, yeah
Flyest **** 'round, why I talk this shit
Shawt, throw that lil yeah, if you catch my drift
I'll throw a lil yeah, if the shit make sense
Said her friend wanna yeah, ouu, I like this bitch
Written by: J. Abankwah
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