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Striker
121
Hip-Hop/Rap
Striker was released on June 19, 2026 by One Take Records as a part of the album Blood on the Pen III
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelOne Take Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yg Kayboe
Yg Kayboe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kalvin Moore
Kalvin Moore
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Zoe
King Zoe
Producer
Scott Coslett
Scott Coslett
Producer

Lyrics

These **** straight pranking
Still around with the same old drake and the clip too lanky
Tell ‘em free Bud Raw, know **** in the cell smoke straight on stanky
Tell ‘em free Whoop
Been my lil brother since a youngster climbin’ up the ranks
Tell em free T-O and Lo
They don’t trust shit all they know is the shank
Fuck what you heard
Off so fast in a dash on third
Fly as a wing, fly as a bird
Head so good, thot done think she a nerd
Opp **** dead got what he deserve
Aim for his head, leave his shit on the curb
Cash on your top **** know imma splurge
Yeah thats what you heard
Roll up that dope and took off
Ain’t no feelin’ it
Ain’t no faking this shit bruh i’m really lit
Put that shit in my hand, no splitting it
Take a look at me hoe i been getting it
Got a ride or die bitch like I’m Bonnie
First **** in my hood went Johnny
Last to the bank shit too funny
Dougly mob yeah I’ll keep it two hunnid
I’m icy uhhh
Fifty ball boe I’m pricey yuhh
Half of these **** don’t like me yuhh
Bitch calling, callin my phone saying I drive up crazy
I don’t even got a license
I’m from Tennessee, Bitch I’m a Titan
And I keep that thunder like lightning
 I’mma hit that road, Imma keep me a hoe
I ain’t talkin bout ballin I’m strikin
Sundown till that boy get exhausted
When you ridin’ round here be cautious
We gon dress his ass up put that boy in the wood
And I ain’t talkin bout no muhfuckin’ coffin
Opp pack yea got a **** coughin
Yeah these bullets will land on they hopper
**** diss on my name we gon stalk em
Yeah he broke but that’s still gon cost em
Had to keep my poker face
Yeah I can’t show no fear
And ain’t no playin’ both sides
Where I’m from that get you killed
And plus my anxiety killing me
My face full of tears
This lifestyle that I’m living
Nah you can’t fake this shit here
 
These **** straight pranking
Still around with the same old drake and the clip too lanky
Tell ‘em free Bud Raw, know **** in the cell smoke straight on stanky
Tell ‘em free Whoop
Been my lil brother since a youngster climbin’ up the ranks
Tell em free T-O and Lo
They don’t trust shit all they know is the shank
 
I’m icy uhhh
Fifty ball boe I’m pricey yuhh
Half of these **** don’t like me yuhh
Bitch calling, callin my phone saying I drive up crazy
I don’t even got a license
I’m from Tennessee, Bitch I’m a Titan
And I keep that thunder like lightning
 I’mma hit that road, Imma keep me a hoe
I ain’t talkin bout ballin I’m strikin
Written by: Kalvin Moore
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