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getmethruthenight
Hip-Hop/Rap
getmethruthenight was released on July 24, 2026 by Blackout Recordings LLC as a part of the album getmethruthenight
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Release DateJuly 24, 2026
LabelBlackout Recordings LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scythe Mio
Scythe Mio
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
malloy ‎
Songwriter
Aidan Heichelbech
Aidan Heichelbech
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scythe Mio (Blackout)
Scythe Mio (Blackout)
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah I know you fucking hate me
Know you fucking hate-hate me
And everything about-
Uh, uh, can't you just=
(Is-is-is it malloy?)
I got way too much cheddar all on my body and I left the store
Ay, my brodie caught a body and he don't even know what to do
Rest in peace to Ronnie, now he's gone, I don't know what to do
I'ma pop an Oxy just to get me through the night with you
I can't tell you how I feel, I am done with being a junkie for real
I can't differentiate what's real, baby I know you say you hate me
And I know that that's real
Don't know if that's real or not, don't know if you faking it all
Baby, I know it's a lot to be with me, so what if I just take it all?
And lil' shawty wanna be with me, I don't really know-oh
Now my thoughts going crazy, look like a snowglobe
Throw all my feelings into the abyss
Tell me baby, have you ever seen worse than this?
Now I'm punching the walls and I keep on breaking my fist
Baby, I don't wanna make it, be on no list, yeah
Ay, your boy, he keep on talking but I swear he a bitch, yeah
Codeine, Percocet up in my cup, I swear that's what I piss
I been really fucking struggling to see who I can even trust
I been tryna' bag a bitch but all she wanting is the fucking lust
I got way too much cheddar all on my body and I left the store
Ay, my brodie caught a body and he don't even know what to do
Rest in peace to Ronnie, now he's gone, I don't know what to do
I'ma pop an Oxy just to get me through the night with you
I can't tell you how I feel, I am done with being a junkie for real
I can't differentiate what's real, baby I know you say you hate me
And I know that that's real
Yeah, I know that's how you feel
Yeah, I just popped me hella pills
Yeah, now I'm going off the deep end
And no, you cannot save me
You think you can, baby, but I love when I feel hazy
So you can't save me, Hi-Tech got me lazy
Yeah, I bought hella pints and they all for me
Yeah, this shit not for sale, I popped it all for me
Got my packs through the mail and then they caught me
But was it really necessary for the S.W.A.T. team?
I got way too much cheddar all on my body and I left the store
Ay, my brodie caught a body and he don't even know what to do
Rest in peace to Ronnie, now he's gone, I don't know what to do
I'ma pop an Oxy just to get me through the night with you
I can't tell you how I feel, I am done with being a junkie for real
I can't differentiate what's real, baby I know you say you hate me
And I know that that's real
(I know you fucking hate me and I know that shit's real
(Yeah I know that's how you feeling tonight)
(Know that's how you fucking-fucking feeling tonight)
(Know that's how you feeling tonight)
Ay, you thought I was finished but I could never be finished
I gotta grind 'til I win it, gotta start handling business, uh-huh
Ay, you pass me the mic and I gotta stay with it, uh-huh
Got the strappy by my side and I gotta stay with it, uh-huh
Ooh-ooh, your love got me in a fucking chokehold
Yeah, you left me on the floor, left me so cold
And you ain't ever gonna catch me loving again
'cause girl, you left me broken
Ay, I don't really like to get sentimental
You are not a girl, you're the fucking Devil
Ay, at this point, I think you're at my level
'cause you're taking over me and all of my mental
I got way too much cheddar all on my body and I left the store
Ay, my brodie caught a body and he don't even know what to do
Rest in peace to Ronnie, now he's gone, I don't know what to do
I'ma pop an Oxy just to get me through the night with you
I can't tell you how I feel, I am done with being a junkie for real
Yeah, I can't differentiate what's
real, baby I know you say you hate me
And I know that that's real
(Woah-woah-oh)
(Woah-woah-oh)
Written by: Aidan Heichelbech, malloy ‎
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