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Duffy
Hip-Hop/Rap
Duffy was released on August 7, 2026 by Loyalty Over Royalty Records as a part of the album Turn The Hood Up
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Release DateAugust 7, 2026
LabelLoyalty Over Royalty Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loe Denny
Loe Denny
Rap
Loe Kilo
Loe Kilo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalil Rouse
Khalil Rouse
Songwriter
Denver Taylor
Denver Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Homieshtt
Homieshtt
Producer

Lyrics

Big bag comin' in, get the Duffy One thing about it, I'ma go get me some money
Hit her off the charm, gotta know this shit ain't lucky
Tired of shittin' on these ****, where the huggies at
Pretty fine bitch, ass fat, but her tummy flat
When I put it in her guts, she can't stomach that
Give it to her like a fat ho, she gon' double back
Do the math, I get me a bag and I double that
I don't like to talk, keep the money chattin
It's like this shit comin' to me, I'm a money magnet
Got this lil' ho jumpin' for my carats like a bunny rabbit
Yeah, think she wanna bite
Bro keep punchin' on these sites like he wanna fight
Spin the block, I know two will like they on a bike
Like I drunk drive, left hand on the wheel, 40 on the right
And I was born to be the one, shout out Mom Dukes
Blowin' up like I'm from Iraq, I'm the bomb too
For the cheese, turn a **** into fondue
Brodie got some shit, bullets big like a bron shoe
That bitch pack a punch, all this bread in my bag like I packed a lunch
Beep beep with the brrrs it's gon' back him up
It go down, I ain't trippin
Cause bitch I know my ****, they'll back me up
Right or wrong, shit, wrong or right
Got that shit on, fly as hell, I'm not on a flight
Can't afford this, tell me why you tryna know the price
Like forreal like, you ain't copping for my mans
You can get the fuck on
What you want Giannis, baby, my bucks on
Freaky Glock, throw the switch on now it bust long
Everything, when it touch dome
That mean you blackin' out
At his crib tryna park his whip while he backin' out
I chilled out for a minute, now I'm backin' out
Bitch, I'm back on that tip like a black and mild
Bitch, I got a Glocky with a switch it don't be runnin' out
Fuck a Gen Five, a Gen Six is what I'm toting now
Back then you ain't wanna let me hit, but bitch we older now
She fuck with older guys, my money old, so is me fuckin' out
Temple tapped a ****, then he fell, I asked you duckin' now
How was that your opp, you sendin' shots and now y'all bunkies now
Shit boy, that couldn't be me cause I'll gun him down
Caught opp at the family reunion, knock your cousins down
I can't lie, fucked this lil' bitch and knocked her cousin down
Fucked this bitch once, blocked her number, now we're nothin' now
**** think I'm bout to use my hands, I brought somethin' out
Pack a punch, the brand new Gen Five, it got buttons now
A Denny tell these **** that we from the West
I'm on 96 clutchin' a stick, listening, Ron artest
You said that I ain't shit, then I ain't shit, but bitch I tried my best
Fell for her, nah, pass her up, now I feel like a test
Got her on her knees, on my mama, I feel like I'm blessed
Told that bitch, I feel like downfield, I feel like a catch
You not Superman, bald heads in the clip, it look like Lex
Bitch, don't be Superman, the bald heads look like Lex
Written by: Denver Taylor, Khalil Rouse
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