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Sasquatch
On Tour
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Sasquatch was released on July 17, 2026 by ALC / Gangrene as a part of the album Better Than McDonald's
ReleasedJuly 17, 2026
LabelALC / Gangrene
LanguageEnglish
BPM79
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

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Lyrics

Where we at with it?
I got my mind right
Back making power moves
Time to get on my grown man
Homeland Security designing out the floor plans
Four grams in the Backwood, Erica throw jam
You know we with that demo
**** best be with the program
Fear, no, man, claim me your beau-fan
Don't even know fame, you throwing
Pitch rocks at the throne, the hat in your hand
Them problems? Don't even want them
Just want some more Benz, the dope man
I had them Jay's smoking out of Cocaine
The blow ten, we hit the road
Stuff it with a Trojan
My broham over the stove
Cooking up them slow jams in no man's land
With Godzilla for these rodents
Sex, money, murder, dope and guns, to me is romance
Gangsters don't dance
Nah baby, we don't hold hands
Jimmie got shot, ain't no Biggie
Gimme one more chance
All Ali gotta do is say the word
Just let me know when
And we gon' hit these **** where it hurt
Just let that soak in
Since a youngin' I kept the Robin Hood theory
Rob from the rich then give back to those that's near me
The rest is all leery
They quick to jet or they jetting like pulling out some black magazines on deck
I was born with the gift of tech
My **** got TECs that'll shoot direct without shooting techs
But be banging like pulling threats
Nowhere to hide, this ain't a game of seek and I blaze the leaf frequent
'Cause every day is an easy weekend
Creeping, and the money gave me Brazilian reasons
When it's showtime we axe caps like billion seasons
Season from the ground up, blending the spice in
With the same dirt I siphoned, I bake the cake with a gang of icing
I got a sweet tooth driving this twisted metal
Clowning the competition, I'm driving to higher levels
Pushing the pedal 'til it's maxing
Without the crashing
I'm banking
Swerving for that cash interaction, what's cracking
I'm still rocking my chain down to my genitals
I'm still mixing Hennessy with my vegetables
For the record my record is exceptional
I'm scribbling what I've written is illegible
Texas instruments clicking the decimal
Acrobatic I'm flipping a pissy sectional
No cajones you must be missing a testicle
Anything short of perfection isn't acceptable
Every day a different hat I pull a rabbit out
What's that about?
Can't shoot my way out of a jam, I stab it out
Take 'em out the back door and drag 'em out
For the right cash amount
Bugging out going from one to past a thousand
Okay, let's do it like this
Check it out
Straight from the West Coast
Dark, no ALC
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