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F**k Tsa
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Hip-Hop/Rap
F**k Tsa was released on May 10, 2026 by chehollows as a part of the album F**k Tsa - Single
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Release DateMay 10, 2026
Labelchehollows
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
chehollows
chehollows
Conductor
wonder
wonder
Performer
hxldr
hxldr
Performer
Wilfred Deleon
Wilfred Deleon
Rap
Brody Williams
Brody Williams
Vocals
Carlos Smith
Carlos Smith
Rap
gunner shepardson
gunner shepardson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wilfred Deleon
Wilfred Deleon
Songwriter
Carlos Smith
Carlos Smith
Songwriter
che felix
che felix
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
chehollows
chehollows
Producer
Wilfred Deleon
Wilfred Deleon
Producer
Brody Williams
Brody Williams
Producer
Carlos Smith
Carlos Smith
Producer
Zoot
Zoot
Producer
ss3bby
ss3bby
Producer

Lyrics

I turn the key on, you know what we on (What?)
I wanna speed, yeah, see how far that weed go (What? Woah)
Pour that shit, the trio, pop pill for my PO
A-and I'm at TSA, bitch, fuck TSA
(Nitemare, Nitemare) Fuck, huh
(Nitemare, Nitemare) Tryna like, tryna like fuckin' do that
(Nitemare, Nitemare) Wh-what? Wh-what?
(Nitemare, Nitemare, ss3bby)
Gettin' too geeked, off the mumu (What?)
Why the fuck do I gotta be useful?
Damn, boy, you stink like that tape, you dropped doo-doo
Ten off the rap shit, and I'm droppin' dogshit
P-pew you, pew you, I already walked Miu Miu
And I got a suit too, maybe out grew you (Yeah)
Yeah, you ain't gеttin' used to
Why-why do I gotta be useful?
Ayy, yеah, baby, like, why they wanna sue you?
Is it because I'm as swagged out, who you?
Goin' to Supreme, I get anything I need
Vice City drank cup, Dean Blunts tee
Triss in the cream, parents looking for me
Parents looking for me, what, parents, huh?
And her parents are looking for me
'Cause she think her daughter went missin'
My mind racin', my mind racin' (Yeah)
I can't face it, I can't fathom it (What?)
Hold up, I'ma fuck a blunt bih' on a ballet (Yeah)
And I'm on yo playlist (Yeah), yeah, I know you mad as shit, mad as shit
I turn the key on, you know what we on (What?)
I wanna speed, yeah, see how far that weed go (What? Woah)
Pour that shit, the trio, pop pill for my PO
A-and I'm at TSA, bitch, fuck TSA
Written by: Carlos Smith, Wilfred Deleon, che felix
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