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Fool
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Fool was released on July 11, 2026 by Gaffle Boy Records as a part of the album Alyx
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AlbumAlyx
Release DateJuly 11, 2026
LabelGaffle Boy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM146

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crooked Protalithis
Crooked Protalithis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Crooked Protalithis
Crooked Protalithis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
jordenonline
jordenonline
Producer
AlmightyJayso
AlmightyJayso
Producer

Lyrics

(Blrrd)
Got big gun
Got big gun
(Aye Jorden, turn this hoe online bruh)
392 hit the gas and I skirt off
Purp in the sprite we ain't drinking no Smirnoff
Hoe selling ass for the opps she get cut off
Darkskin slim thick help get my nut off
Hotbox the whip it's too hot take my shirt off
Step in some mud make my hoe lick the dirt off
I made the lil hoe lick the dirt off
I made the lil hoe lick the dirt off my shoes
Beat wig shit got me acting a fool
Hoe pussy wet like I jumped in a pool
Young **** nineteen keep me a tool
Rocking the tight jeans mfn, Rhude
Money spread I ain't spreading shit but these blues
I'm misunderstood so I fuck with the Jews
Pockets stuffed up why I'm sagging these Trues
**** speak on my name you get put on the news (Bitch ahh)
**** get put up on Fox
The back of my Glock hold a box
I put the Chrome Heart on my sock
Groupie ahh hoe tryna play with my locs
Pillow talking ahh **** get kicked off the block
They begging for shit so I guess ima drop
Chain hitting hard see these iced out rocks
Watch hitting hard see this iced out clock
Watch out, watch out, watch out
Watch out, watch out
(**** ain't even catch that shit, see a iced out clock)
(Mfn watch you know what I'm saying, watch on my wrist)
(I can't even tell the time onnat mf fr)
Blrrd, fuck goin on
M523 better call the reverend
How many guns I got bitch it's like seven
Try take one of these hoes we gon send you to heaven
Accurate shot like my first name was Devin
Accurate shot like my last name was Booker
Don't look for yo hoe in the spot cause I took her
I asked her for head nah ion want no sugar
Cartier watch shining bright full of boogers
This hoe full of diamonds
I hop on the beat I'm just rhyming
I hop on the beat onnat timing
Reach for my chain you hear sirens
Hoe do what I say like I'm Simon
Trapper of the year just like I won a Heisman
Rob a old white **** look like Joe Biden
Traction control cause the whip it keep sliding
392 hit the gas and I skirt off
Purp in the sprite we ain't drinking no Smirnoff
Hoe selling ass for the opps she get cut off
Darkskin slim thick help get my nut off
Hotbox the whip it's too hot take my shirt off
Step in some mud make my hoe lick the dirt off
I made the lil hoe lick the dirt off
I made the lil hoe lick the dirt off my shoes
Beat wig shit got me acting a fool
Hoe pussy wet like I jumped in a pool
Young **** nineteen keep me a tool
Rocking the tight jeans mfn, Rhude
Money spread I ain't spreading shit but these blues
I'm misunderstood so I fuck with the Jews
Pockets stuffed up why I'm sagging these Trues
**** speak on my name you get put on the news
Blrrd, fuck goin on
Blrrd, blrrd
Written by: Crooked Protalithis
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