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tung
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Hip-Hop/Rap
tung was released on May 30, 2026 by AV8! as a part of the album tung - Single
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Release DateMay 30, 2026
LabelAV8!
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ron Loper Jr
Ron Loper Jr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Loper Jr
Ron Loper Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ron Loper Jr
Ron Loper Jr
Engineer
mavli
mavli
Producer
Agog
Agog
Producer
Skreer
Skreer
Producer

Lyrics

I got these red diamonds, bloody cuts
I got the bass bumpin, turn it up
I'm finna face X, I'm throwin' up
Bitch, I'm off the drank, got me slow as fuck
Twin got the pew, make 'em freeze up
She off the molly, X on her tongue
Walk in this bitch, make the floor jump
Bitch, I got these racks, they can't hold none
Smoke on this blunt, bigger than Tung
Bro in the back with the pole tucked
We hit the show, now the door shut
Twin on the stage, bet he turn it up
Yeah, pshh
Go turn the bass up, bitch
Go ahead, wake up, bitch
Go ahead, wake up on Twin
I got my cake up, bitch
Go make the place jump, bitch
Go throw ya hands up, bitch
Tell 'em that we locked in
Tell 'em that Twin gon' win
I bring the moshpit in
I bring the chaos in
Tell 'em don't play with Twin
'Cause he got the flame on him
Bag jumpin' out the spot
Money beeper beep a lot
I like talkin' to the guap
You like talkin' to the cops
Bitch, I'm geeked, I can't feel my jaw
I'm a beast, tryna let it out
I got fiends runnin' in and out
Rich side, bitch, I'm in the South
Like a dentist, let me in her mouth
I got P's, sell 'em by the pound
I go glee, diamonds in the mouth
I go Dean, I been feelin' down
I can't see, flashes all around
I'ma see somethin' better now
And you switched, damn, that was wild
I got dirty soda for ya mouth
At my first show, rocked the crowd
My bitch bad and she proud
My stick extendin, standin' out
Seen six digits in my account
She get sexy with her mouth
I coulda whacked that bitch
Pussy-ass boy won't drop that diss
You gon' talk that shit, won't stand on shit
Boy, you ain't no man, you a lil-ass bitch
Stole my swag, know you want that shit
My bitch bad, know you want my bitch
Tryna one-up shit, but you ain't got shit
I'm like three up, bitch, can't catch lil' Twin
(C'mon)
Who gettin' bags like this?
(C'mon)
Who rockin' swag like this?
(C'mon)
Who finna blow? Let's bet on it
Boy, it ain't yo ass, better quit that shit
Okay
Watch how I talk my shit, you heard me
What should I spend on it? I'm hurtin
I pour the X in the mix, she flirtin
I know she like who I am, on a journey
Tryna find out who I am, it go ugly
If it go down, I go blam
Do you love me? Girl, I don't wanna pretend
If you love me, baby, come show me it then
I got these red diamonds, bloody cuts
I got the bass bumpin, turn it up
I'm finna face X, I'm throwin' up
Bitch, I'm off the drank, got me slow as fuck
Twin got the pew, make 'em freeze up
She off the molly, X on her tongue
Walk in this bitch, make the floor jump
Bitch, I got these racks, they can't hold none
Smoke on this blunt, bigger than Tung
Bro in the back with the pole tucked
We hit the show, now the door shut
Twin on the stage, bet he turn it up
Written by: Ron Loper Jr
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