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SLAPPIN
Hip-Hop/Rap
SLAPPIN was released on July 17, 2026 by Koba KosSoul as a part of the album POSSESSION - EP
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
LabelKoba KosSoul
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jalen Kobayashi
Jalen Kobayashi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jalen Kobayashi
Jalen Kobayashi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaefkae
Jaefkae
Producer

Lyrics

And we getting paid let's make more than one band
I bring out the broom tell bro grab the dust pan
We roll double dutches til we blew jump in
Keke do you love me rocking all this ice man ooh
Front hand back hand
Front hand back hand
And I'm back in
Get my back end
Work that weight off this shit slapping
When I pull up to the club you know i back in
Pocket fat like foldup table they collapsing
Peter parker in that spider the arachnid
Ina hotbox call my ex it's no contact then
I don't got patience for no relationships i'm vibing
In yo city you prolly a ten but in mine you a seven
I know kenpo smoke on tempo eyes on shaolin
Got that velcro on my elbow
We be strapped in
Say you ain't no filet mignon you more like angus chuck
Don't lick your chops I click the truck
From killinois like good earmuffs
Aint gone call a bluff I shit on them that royal flush
Now you could wait your turn collect my chips I cash my bucks
Can't pay the price you know it's steeple
Said her top on point cathedral
While I just stunt like evil knievel only way is up
Ain't no coral we blowing reefer
My circle tighter than amoeba
Sawed off shotgun hit ya femur if you tibia
And we getting paid let's make more than one band
I bring out the broom tell bro grab the dust pan
We roll double dutches til we blew jump in
Keke do you love me rocking all this ice man ooh
Front hand back hand
Front hand back hand
And I'm back in
Get my back end
Work that weight off this shit slapping
Posted up like football fields
Do this for the guys that couldnt be here
I buy a fifth don't pour no beer
The clouds open up they smile down
When you clock in to that block
You know you cant call out
Bring them racks they run for cover
Aint no shelter when it's fall out
Ooh it's magic brought the charm out
Moon roof down I got my arm out
My shorty on that corner time out
Say the word they bout action not nouns
You from the verbs you need to calm down
Choppa freeze him Mitch McConell
Think it's sweet until the pain go dehydrate ya mango
From chicago we don't aim low chariotttt they gone swang low
Hit ya ankles holiday go marriott how'd your stay go
No mistake we watch for plain clothes tank top
Now your day gone pour the fay go til I say so
State farm like a good neighbor
I'm running the money up getting my bread
I don't ride a lincoln but it's one in the head
I scope the scenery lewis and clark we pull up in expeditions
To keep it real don't take the bait off my rod like I'm going fishing
And we getting paid let's make more than one band
I bring out the broom tell bro grab the dust pan
We roll double dutches til we blew jump in
Keke do you love me rocking all this ice man ooh
Front hand back hand
Front hand back hand
And I'm back in
Get my back end
Work that weight off this shit slapping
Written by: Jalen Kobayashi
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