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S/O ALYSA LIU
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Hip-Hop/Rap
S/O ALYSA LIU was released on August 14, 2026 by Everywhere Like Air / EMPIRE as a part of the album OUT THE BOX
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
P-LO
P-LO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paulo Rodriguez
Paulo Rodriguez
Composer
Kenneth Lai
Kenneth Lai
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P-LO
P-LO
Producer
OMGKenny
OMGKenny
Producer, Recording Engineer
Migui Maloles
Migui Maloles
Mixing Engineer
Mike Denten
Mike Denten
Mastering Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, whoa
P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back
Keep it a hunnid plus fifty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This the ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, mix team
If being lit wrong then I'm guilty
I'm the one that clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawn mower
Money over bitches keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Skatin' on shit, Alysa Liu
Back, back, lil' bitch, uh, who's you?
Uh, hit 'em with the ah, ah, stick and move
Thought I told you I'm the one, baby, not the two
Pull up in that new thing
Batman, Bruce Wayne
Makin' bops for the bops let the crew smang
On every thang, I'm different, 2 Chainz
Peter Park the whip smokin'' Mary Jane
Really on the mob like everyday
The P up in my name, move the playa'way?
I'm furthest to the left, had to make a lane
She wanna eat it in the mornin' like bacon eggs
Uh, she a eater
She look too good, I might need her
Bass knockin', red lining on the meter
on one, on a heater
Ayy, keep it a hunnid plus fifty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This the ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, mix team
If gettin' lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one that clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawn mower
Money over bitches keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Ayy, ayy, the grit don't quit
Gotta stay on it
It's a wrap, bring the map, put the bay on it
'Nother day on it, 'nother day to ball
All this gold on me, really, what the cost?
Baby, what you want? What you talkin' 'bout?
Money long, like the line be at In-N-Out
Shit, I'm in and out, bitch, I'm to the next
This a solo skit, bitch, I'm to the neck
Uh, really ain't much, it ain't no thing
I'm just speakin' my truth, I ain't boastin'
Actin' different, countin' chicken, big protein
In the groove, on a move, big motion
Keep it a hunnid plus fifty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This a ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, mix team
If gettin' lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one that clock in when it's time for it
Really in the feel like a lawn mower
Money over bitches keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Written by: Kenneth Lai, Paulo Rodriguez
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