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Servin' O’s
25
Hip-Hop/Rap
Servin' O’s was released on May 15, 2026 by DCXVI as a part of the album Servin' O’s - Single
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
LabelDCXVI
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DCXVI
DCXVI
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Griffith
Antonio Griffith
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
8t33n
8t33n
Producer

Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, LSD Music has just entered your bloodstream
I’m so geeked up right now, I don’t even know what the fuck is happening
DJ LSD
You are about to have a bad trip
Bitch, I’m geeked up, I don’t know what’s happening
If you see me with your bitch, I’m smashing it
If I hop in the whip, then I’m crashing it
And she told me my swag was immaculate
And I drip, and I dress like a mannequin
I go Luke Skywalker, Star Wars, like Anakin
Popping my shit on these bitches, they panicking
I rob the plug for a breakout in Canada
I want a car with the butterfly doors
I’m a geek, I’ma double my dose
She a freak, she gon’ play with her nose
Got your bitch touching her toes
I got your bitch touching her toes
You didn’t know that your bitch was so gross
Send her home, then you folded her clothes
Call my phone, bitch, I’m servin’ the O’s
You know that I’m serving the O’s
You know that I’m serving the citizens
No, I’m not loving these hoes
They try to play like they are innocent
These bitches ain’t innocent
I serve my auntie the fent like it’s insulin
I got that fire, bitch, nitroglycerin
This bitch keep telling lies, I’m not listening
These jeans too tight on my thighs, I’m not fitting in
I took your bitch to an island like Gilligan
If they wanna sign me, gotta sign for a million
Bitch, I’m so slimy, a fucking chameleon
Bitch, in real life, I’m a fucking reptilian
Got more straps than the fucking Brazilians
In the trap, you gotta keep it resilient
I go five-star like Michelin
I don’t drive cars, I be spinning them
I don’t fly out these bitches, I’m sending them
I get fly every day, I’ll be killing them
I don’t care what you say, I’m not feeling it
Put your face on the ground, I’ll spill it
I’ll take your shit, I won’t steal it
Every drug you can think, I deal it
Swing banana clips, I’ll peel it
Shotgun, 12-gauge pellets
Pelle coat match with the Vetements
Selling dope, I just called it medicine
Tell that hoe I just want the head again
Kick the door, they don’t wanna let me in
I’ll cheat the game if they don’t let me win
Come down the street, ****, dead end
Think shit sweet, I’ll bust your head in
Bitch, I’m geeked up, I don’t know what’s happening
If you see me with your bitch, I’m smashing it
If I hop in the whip, then I’m crashing it
And she told me my swag was immaculate
And I drip, and I dress like a mannequin
I go Luke Skywalker, Star Wars, like Anakin
Popping my shit on these bitches, they panicking
I rob the plug for a breakout in Canada
I want a car with the butterfly doors
I’m a geek, I’ma double my dose
She a freak, she gon’ play with her nose
Got your bitch touching her toes
I got your bitch touching her toes
You didn’t know that your bitch was so gross
Send her home, then you folded her clothes
Call my phone, bitch, I’m servin’ the O’s
If you aren’t geeked up, then turn this shit the fuck off right now
Don’t drive or operate machinery under the influence of LSD music
Written by: Antonio Griffith
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