STOMP - Zay Dante: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

STOMP

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Hip-Hop/Rap

STOMP adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Relatable Records tarafından 26 Mart 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıTBTV

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümTBTV

Çıkış Tarihi26 Mart 2025

FirmaRelatable Records

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM95

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Zay Dante

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Gabe Lucas

Songwriter

Badradin Mohammed

Badradin Mohammed

Songwriter

Produced by Panndi

Produced by Panndi

Songwriter

Produced by PUIA

Produced by PUIA

Songwriter

Isaiah Washington

Isaiah Washington

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Gabe Lucas

Co-Producer

Badradin Mohammed

Badradin Mohammed

Co-Producer

Produced by Panndi

Produced by Panndi

Producer

Produced by PUIA

Produced by PUIA

Producer

Demko

Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

Bitch

First of all this dude got 8 baby mommas

Bet them kids all hate your guts

And bank account don't got no commas

You a monster

Face could win a Frankenstein look a like contest

Scared the doctors on the day you was born

I wish that they'd dropped ya

So we wouldn't have to deal with ya bullshit

My problem with you is your entire existence

I wish that your parents hadn't met

Wish your body would be eaten by your pet

And at your funeral

Your loved ones never wept

You a bum ass bitch

I hate your face, body, brain

And your dumbass fits

You undeserving of love

You should call life quits

Genuinely I think we're better off

If you don't exist

And when you walk in a room

Everyone gets pissed

Someone call Dr. Ally Louks

Because you smell like shit

Man can I tell you

Why I hate this dumb hoe real quick?

He got the nerve to show his ugly face

Around my clique

And yea it makes me sick

And yea I cut the beat off

So you could hear me

So put me on speaker

I got a message for your family

Yo mommas ugly

Yo daddy's bummy

The genes that your sharing should be erased

It's disgusting

Disintegrate them all

Make sure they never come again

Like everyone you sleep with

They leave disappointed

And yeah im judgmental

Because I think it's mental

That everybody here acts like

This fool is some kind of genius

Hes a tool

Hes a poser

And a liar

And I hope that he ****

And one day

Yall gon see

Why my hate justified

Motherfucker

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Hold up

Remember what it says in Bible, Zay

Thou shalt not take revenge against a rival, Zay

You goin down a dark path

So just watch your place

Maybe take it easy on em?

Fuck that, ok

I done let **** step on me my whole life

Took the high road, but that shit was tough drive

Whole time I could've slid on em

But I held mine

Just for them to fuck my friends over

Now it's my time

You **** aint like mine

I got real ones around me

Yea it's an organic vibe

You **** be praying to a fake

You a dickrider

I'm poppin I know hurts

To see the life you could be living

Instead you chose the dirt

Underneath my feet

And every girl you was with

Wanted to be with me

You flexin diamonds on the gram

While your soul's empty

You hate yourself

You insecure

Yea sip that tea

Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy

Yea that's you plus three

And I want you to hit back

Let the world come see

Cuz I can empty the clip

Let all the shots run free

But you don't even have a talent

That competes with me

So I guess we gon see

How I

Stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

And yea I got enough for verse 3

Feed your body to wolves

Yeah I know they thirsty

And Ima be on yo ass

Till we out our thirties

**** gonna learn quick

Not to fuck with me

And that's some real shit

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

Ima stomp that ass

Don't do it to em Zay

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

This is your last life

You fucked with the wrong bitch

Make you my child

Yea ima claim you on my taxes

Bitch

Written by: Badradin Mohammed, Gabe Lucas, Isaiah Washington, Produced by PUIA, Produced by Panndi

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