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Pricey
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pricey was released on June 12, 2026 by T&G Records as a part of the album Tweaked and Geeked
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Release DateJune 12, 2026
LabelT&G Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Hackett
Luke Hackett
Vocals
Parker Woods
Parker Woods
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Hackett
Luke Hackett
Songwriter
Parker Woods
Parker Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Hackett
Luke Hackett
Recording Engineer
Kale Derwin
Kale Derwin
Producer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Aye, wait
Is this shit on?
Wait, okay
Aye, aye, it's a stick up, put it in the sack
Run it up, yeah, skirt off, yeah, run off in the track, huh
Bitches, tweakin, tweakin, tweakin, hit it from the back
Huh, yuh, all y'all lackin, all y'all lackin, smokin' crack, aye
Aye, huh, aye, run it up, let's do some math
Two plus two, in a cup, bitch, that's a four of mud
Huh, aye, gotcha bitch naked in the fuckin' bath
Yeah, soapy titties in my face, yeah, I'm going mad
Got the coke sniff it up, huh, all I do is add
Sell that shit, put it in a bag, all I do is tax
Leanin' in the back of the Jag, I ain't never lease
Got that bitches nails done, now she droppin' on her knees
Fuckin' on that bitch in a white tee, but no Nike
Bitch, yeah, suckin' on my dick, you know she like me
Huh, you think you blownin' up? Huh, that ain't likely
Huh, yeah, I'll text her up, we make a movie, Spike Lee
Huh, yeah, I'll shoot you in your face like I'm Mikey
LV, Gucci, you know this shit Pricey
And my feature price getting real pricey, yeah
I just walked up in the stu I'm in the white tee, yeah
She gon have my babies talking Fisher-Price b, yeah
I be all up in they lens they don't like me, yeah
Fuck her in the Benz get her fucking grimy
Imma fuck her face get her fucking whiny, yeah
Hanging with my friends we on fucking timing, yeah
Rocking fucking mink super fucking slimy
Skirt the Benz
Skirt the Benz
Slimy
Skirt the Benz
Skirt the Benz
I'm slimy
Skirt the Benz
Skirt the Benz
I don't answer messages
Call me then
No I will not text you bitch
Text you bitch
I don't even be checking
Checking in
Know I want you begging bitch
Begging bitch
Got me fucking buying fancy necklaces
Huh, uh
Take them clothes off now
Take them clothes off now
Them bitches said I'm a cash cow
Don't doubt me hoe not now
I tote them blicks around
At night hear them gun sounds
I make them hit the ground
Aye, wait
Is this shit on?
Wait, okay
Aye, aye, it's a stick up, put it in the sack
Run it up, yeah, skirt off, yeah, run off in that track, huh
Bitches, tweakin, tweakin, tweakin, hit it from the back
Huh, yuh, all y'all lackin, all y'all lackin, smokin' crack, aye
Aye, huh, aye, run it up, let's do some math
Two plus two, in a cup, bitch, that's a four of mud
Huh, aye, gotcha bitch naked in the fuckin' bath
Yeah, soapy titties in my face, yeah, I'm going mad
Got the coke sniff it up, huh, all I do is add
Sell that shit, put it in a bag, all I do is tax
Leanin' in the back of the Jag, I ain't never lease
Got that bitches nails done, now she droppin' on her knees
Fuckin' on that bitch in a white tee, but no Nike
Bitch, yeah, suckin' on my dick, you know she like me
Huh, you think you blownin' up? Huh, that ain't likely
Huh, yeah, I'll text her up, we make a movie, Spike Lee
Huh, yeah, I'll shoot you in your face like I'm Mikey
LV, Gucci, you know this shit Pricey
Written by: Luke Hackett, Parker Woods
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