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Speak Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Speak Up was released on July 3, 2026 by autotuneabuse as a part of the album Modern Slavery (Deluxe)
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Release DateJuly 3, 2026
Labelautotuneabuse
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
autotuneabuse
autotuneabuse
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Catrin Rhodes
Catrin Rhodes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
autotuneabuse
autotuneabuse
Producer
marmar!
marmar!
Producer

Lyrics

Swear to God, she tryna fuck on me and bro, and then she use her pretty eyes
Lil' bro an atheist so we send that boy straight to God
Got moola like Boola, bitch, but you know I still pray to God
Ho, I bang this bitch, play this in the car, the speakerz knock
Whole lot' bills on your Soundcloud, you better feed all your bots
I miss my old ho, but brother told me, Don't forget the plot
**** think this shit a game, we goin' out, ready or not
So much on your mind, you better speak up
Damn, this bitch stay on dick, so I gotta leave her
I stood on my business, call me Justin Bieber
I can steal a box, but I keep that Nina
Let's switch it up on them, I'm tryna ball like them
I got a high ass temper, my girl shoot, she roll like a mammal
I do not talk all that soft shit, ho's on my body, can't stop it
Drivin' around like a moshpit, I got the beat, let me tap it
She go through my phone, she see that I'm talking, oh
She told me, Don't worry 'bout it, we gon' air this hoe out
But you gotta learn about it, earn your shit in one night
Bitch, we so turnt about it, yeah
I gotta whole lotta guap now
Me and the guys, we ready to pop out
**** so fake, take the .10 to the cops now
Four-five-0, my **** gon' mop down
Yeah, get this bread, we chillin' at the town now
That ho's slutty, she givin' me hightop
Foreign hoes, they tryna ask for that bread
I told that bitch, Gimme pussy instead
They tryna speak up, I caught you good, **** callin' my Nina, uh, uh
That **** shit like a peanut, heard of the ****, he come for the meetup
I stay for the guap, .67 to your top
The ho's not givin' mop, it's no space, on God
Swear to God, she tryna fuck on me and bro, and then she use her pretty eyes
Lil' bro an atheist so we send that boy straight to God
Got moola like Boola, bitch, but you know I still pray to God
Ho, I bang this bitch, play this in the car, the speakerz knock
Whole lot' bills on your Soundcloud, you better feed all your bots
I miss my old ho, but brother told me, Don't forget the plot
**** think this shit a game, we goin' out, ready or not
So much on your mind, you better speak up
Written by: Catrin Rhodes
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