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pajama
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Hip-Hop/Rap
pajama was released on June 12, 2026 by SLANG as a part of the album pajama - Single
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Release DateJune 12, 2026
LabelSLANG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jace!
Jace!
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jace Salter
Jace Salter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
StanTheKid
StanTheKid
Producer

Lyrics

Wait, woah
What I'ma do with this money on me, ****?
What I'ma do with these hunnidies on me, ****?
Fuck **** talkin' 'bout getting that shit, ****, sike
Ooh, huh, woah, sike, uh
I'm a Crip, but lil' Dee slime
I'ma creep up, blowing my iron
**** just died, he was riding that bike
B58, I'm runnin' that light
I'm so high, I'm reaching my height
Fuck **** dropped, man, that shit fried
I'm selling dope, think he might buy it
What? Huh, ah-huh
I said baby, "Come rewind on it"
I'm like, "Baby, yeah, you be so heartless"
I just got another new crib, I'm on
Wait, uh-huh, what?
Put out my hand, and he bit my arm
Wait, uh-huh, huh
He lie about the money, lil' **** ain't on it
Wait, huh, huh
I trap in pajamas, ayy
She eat me in pajamas, sing
She gon' let my record play
Huh, huh, I go fuck her anyway
Micro stick in her piggy bank
And her ass so stick and pinky, ayy
Freak bitch (Woah), woah, hey
Turnt him to a deacon, ayy
Shoot shit for no reason, ayy
**** can't sell, his shit delayed
Broke bitch, wait, what?
They say, "Jace! is in the way"
I'm so high, I aviate
Bad lil' bitch, she gave me face (Woo-woo)
Wait, wait (Woo-woo)
What you gon' do with a hunnid on your hands?
Is you gon' get back, 'cause of your bro dead?
Broke shit making me laugh, I'm so dead (Woo-woo)
Hey, hey, bitch ass **** gon' rat so fast
It's a lot of money, I'ma count, I'm zoned in
It's too much money, I trapped the hoes in (Woo-woo)
Wait, woah
What I'ma do with this money on me, ****?
What I'ma do with these hunnidies on me, ****?
Fuck **** talkin' 'bout getting that shit, ****, sike
Ooh, huh, woah, sike, uh
I'm a Crip, but lil' Dee slime
I'ma creep up, blowing my iron
**** just died, he was riding that bike
B58, I'm runnin' that light
I'm so high, I'm reaching my height
Fuck **** dropped, man, that shit fried
I'm selling dope, think he might buy it
Written by: Jace Salter
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