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Collide
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Collide was released on July 7, 2026 by Hitmaker Music Group as a part of the album Collide - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
willcapone
willcapone
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Johnson
Anthony Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
willcapone
willcapone
Producer

Lyrics

Blrdd
Alright
Hm, hm
I say
Okay, I’ll be wrong this time, my lil' brother dumb all he know is to slide
I like to creep, we get close to ya mind
Cause ain't no fuckin' runnin' with holes in yo mind
KJ lost two of his dreads and got left for dead
I see his soul in the sky
Really ain't clickin' with shit, you a bitch with some money
I was waitin' for that door to get wide
Worry about me, bae?, I'm overly high
I'm overly fried, my opps be overly dyin'
Take shit till I'm overly tired
Run up, leave you overly whacked
Better give that shit up, put this pole to ya spine
Make your motherfuckin' bones divide
Magic bitch want me to hold the sack
High off the drugs, I'm floatin' inside
He don't even know who killed him, I go in disguised
Bitches be broke and they know I'm the crash
So I'm droppin' some shit, you gon' know I'm inside
Damn near pull up on side, and put holes through his ride
How could I respect him?, he told on the guys
Kill you or whatever, still throw it in the air
I remember the window and blow through the glass
Leave you fucked up while you shopping
Boy, these motherfuckers douchin' just for throwin' up signs
Brains in the wood, we roll 'em a ton
I like the violence, promote it for fun
Fuckin' with the hottest, I'm colder than 'em
I'm hittin' his arm his shoulder was done
Dropped it too quick, he wasn't holdin' his gun
You want to smoke?, It can take over your lungs
This the Mike Tyson the overly punched
Catch his ass out at the car, leave his ass flooding on some
Okay, I’ll be wrong this time, my lil' brother dumb all he know is to slide
I like to creep, we get close to ya mind
Cause ain't no fuckin' runnin' with holes in yo mind
KJ lost two of his dreads and got left for dead
I see his soul in the sky
Really ain't clickin' with shit, you a bitch with some money
I was waitin' for that door to get wide
Worry about me, bae?, I'm overly high
I'm overly fried, my opps be overly dyin'
Take shit till I'm overly tired
Run up, leave you overly whacked
Better give that shit up, put this pole to ya spine
Make your motherfuckin' bones divide
Magic bitch want me to hold the sack
High off the drugs, I'm floatin' inside
He don't even know who killed him, I go in disguised
Bitches be broke and they know I'm the crash
So I'm droppin' some shit, you gon' know I'm inside
Damn near pull up on side, and put holes through his ride
How could I respect him?, he told on the guys
Kill you or whatever, still throw it in the air
I remember the window and blow through the glass
Leave you fucked up while you shopping
Boy, these motherfuckers douchin' just for throwin' up signs
Brains in the wood, we roll 'em a ton
I like the violence, promote it for fun
Fuckin' with the hottest, I'm colder than 'em
I'm hittin' his arm his shoulder was done
Dropped it too quick, he wasn't holdin' his gun
You want to smoke?, It can take over your lungs
This the Mike Tyson the overly punched
Catch his ass out at the car, leave his ass flooding on some
Written by: Anthony Johnson
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