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The Str8 Drop
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Str8 Drop was released on July 7, 2026 by PACMANTV as a part of the album The Str8 Drop - Single
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Release DateJuly 7, 2026
LabelPACMANTV
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PacmanTV
PacmanTV
Performer
Balistik ZT
Balistik ZT
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Balistik ZT
Balistik ZT
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beat Boss
Beat Boss
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's Ballistic
How?
All for the zeros
Zero Rasclart tolerance
It's me versus me
026
I'm the walking truth, I ain't rocking with these rappers
They ain't bangers, they're cappers and shook cah rob trappers
Ask the neighbourhood who got passion, the rest ruffs
They ain't playing no roles, I prefer the less troops
Make sure your team loyal and genuine and strong
They gon' talk behind your back and they know they're in the wrong
They ain't on what you're on, when you're gone they gon' gossip
What you doing in your hood? You even know where to plot it?
Like ask the neighbourhood who they see on the strip
They're only gonna mention my Z's on the list
Out here and you're too busy to floor the block
If we all got zeros, let's war with the opps
We ain't got no elders, they're just older than us
They just want us to rot, they ain't rolling with us
Cah it's always been us, only handful got love
They're just two-faced, knack back cooch in the duvet
Look, I don't need medi youngers and fake friends
One day G-L-A-D-A like Gravesend and Marbs
And bros pulling strings like guitars in Qatar
Mummy always told me one day I'll be a star
Mummy always told me watch out for your peers
Now I can't let anyone near, you're all weird
Damaged our relationship built over the years
I should've been focused, the road ting's bogus
I've always been a black sheep, how have I just noticed?
Pagans got more love for me than my own bits
Can't match the aura, who's tryna go quick?
Backpack Dora, tell Swiper don't slip
Laser with the tracer, everyone's flipping bread
Then go and slap a little hunna on a ****'s head
Shoulder holster, shell catcher, make him disappear
Who the fuck gave him a say? What am I missing here?
They pick what mask they wear
Same trackie three days, it's still hard right here
But I still make things work
Phone vibrates, I still make tings twerk
I send change when I can but there's bills to pay
Goals to reach and lots of time, I can't chill and wait
Yo bro, they're just tryna leave it to me and you
Same way we was doing it for DNR2s
When everyone was at home, never needed a crew
With a pack of each rammy, we'll squeeze and we boot
Done it pedals, ped cabbie, on feet out the blue
Getting nicked every year, tryna feed him a few
Bro still catching cases tryna feed his little yute
Unborn told me focus, pretty please
Daddy won't run from responsibilities
Now I gotta make it out for my mini-me
'022 Was fishy, it's a mystery
'023 A sweep, let my **** free
Oswald, pianas, I fly Italy
And I'm in the streets, I ain't in the industry
Look, I get the grub and break it down like I'm bouncer
And you know these deals ain't nothing like voucher
Fed the man egos, never been a scrounger
Fuck a vouch, my name holds weight, I'm the voucher
Written by: Balistik ZT
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