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Dearfield
297
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dearfield was released on June 12, 2026 by Vulture Love/Capitol Records as a part of the album Kodak The Blessing
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Release DateJune 12, 2026
LabelVulture Love/Capitol Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Songwriter
Jesus Bobe
Jesus Bobe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Zuez
Dr. Zuez
Producer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Kiara Moreno
Kiara Moreno
Additional Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lookin' at my lil' boy, my first born
And then my daughter came in pure form
Bringin' this money home, I gotta perform
In this cold world, I swear to keep you so warm
I'm livin' up, ridin' on foreign
I told 'em don't even slide until I'm on tourin'
I hate to see you cry, I told you no more
I keep buyin' you Dior because I adore you
Fuck you from the back, I have your butt sore
If you ain't tryna fuck, then what you come for?
[Verse 2]
If you know me, you know you owe me, gotta come forward
You takin' food from my family, so, ****, fuck your
Play with my name, I swear the gang gon' cause a uproar
I don't wanna see no crackers rushin' through the front door
Just me and you, negative two and, baby, plus four
Might catch a **** out his boundary, I'ma up score
Like this taco meat, I'm sellin' hard and soft
****, steal from me, I'm tryna cut his hand off
That **** done, he met the plug, and then he ran off
You really eatin' for real, then, ****, let the bread talk
My money where my mouth is, so what you sayin' now?
Remember strugglin' in the 'jects, ****, Red Cross
Snipe a **** with a pistol, got a beam, you see that red cross, uh
Can't no bitches say I'm lead, but I let that lead off
Let me eat your pizza, if it's good, I'll buy you CC
These karats cut, bitch, ice hittin', deep freeze
If you a O-P, we killin' out of boundar'
And when I'm OT, I don't link with out-of-towners
She wasn't lookin' for no love, but I found her
These **** only be some killers on the browser
I ain't never need a stepper, I got my own feet
I don't want you to do nothin', baby, don't breathe
I don't want you to go nowhere, baby, don't leave
I better not catch you goin' outside, MO3
Want that pressure, ****, bring it, ****, show me
Odell Beckham, only time we spin out OB
**** try to claim my body like they did somethin'
Y'all been beefin' since forever, y'all ain't did nothin'
Ain't nothin' happen to that boy till we got him torched
I swear to God these **** gay, these **** batty boys
I need a M5, I ain't talkin' 'bout the gun, oh, yeah
Bitch, you're through, is you fiendin'? 'Cause we done, uh, yeah
And before you go, I gotta make you cum, uh, yeah
Written by: Jesus Bobe, Kodak Black
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