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BKMN
oct 2, 2026
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacytrumpetKeith RushmooremixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
HeyFuck a demon, I’m an angel
I’m a saint, I don’t know your name though
Hey, they’re creepin’ up, keep poppin’ up
Ya, creepin’ out my wallet
Talk it out, then fuck
Cuz I’m an angel
I don’t need a stylist
I hit every angle
Hey, shining
I been a star, I been baller
Creepin’ on my life
Like didn’t I mention that a fucking
Butterfly make me feel like God alive
Bitch, I’ll Scotty pimp a bloomed flower
Ok, I’m faking it, you’re faking it
We fucking but you’re faking it
I’m hesitant, imma say something
Hot whip with the top down
And you kinda look a lil washed out
Hey
And I hate that flow like routine
Every time I turn it down
I don’t wanna hear that shit
Top line need a work wiz
Good brain with a purpose
Nah, my ADD hit when it urges
Squirrel
I only hit it when y’all ain’t together
But swear that it’s bringing ya
Closer together
Look, it’s me, the bag, the Birkins
Just a fucking purchase
Look, we’re fucking
Till the birds are chirping
Till I heal what hurt me, hey
ADD hit like a nerve
Swear I ain’t say it on purpose
Never know when imma splurge
Fuck an epiphany, lot of you
Looking re-purposed
Lot of you lookin’ like, ugh, nah
Way too, way too present for a rapper
Way too gifted
Look, you bitch, if you too
Busy for a rapper
I might swoop up on your chick
Cuz of my lashes
I might swoop up on your chick
Cuz your shit hit just like your name
It’s average
I been hittin’
Barely know my name enough
To know I’m kinda someone
And I barely know your name
But know I’m kinda down for somethin’
Look
Barely know my name
But knows I’m up to somethin’
Look, she know my name enough
To know I’m leaving here with someone
Know she love my name enough
To know I’m down for somethin’
Barely know my name enough
To know I’m kinda someone
Look, I know she love my name enough
To know I’m down somethin’
Look, she barely know my name
But knows I’m up somethin’
Barely know my name enough
To know I’m kinda someone
Look, I know she love my name enough
And know I’m down for somethin’
Look, he barely know my name
But knows I’m up to somethin’
Barely know my name enough
To know I’m kinda someone
Look, I know she love my name enough
And know I’m down for somethin’
Look, he barely know my name
But knows I’m up to somethin’
Need it, eat it for my pleasure
Straight up, I’m an alien, no Homo sapien
I’m everybody’s everything
A gentleman till you’re believin’
I’m a demon
Which God is it you believe in?
Not a God that I got doubt in
Her
God’s a metaphor, a woman
Cleanse me with her holy water
Only speak in body language
Baby, read my body, body, body, body
Somethin’ off if you ain’t on me
Somethin’ off if you ain’t on me
Somethin’ off if we ain’t poppin’
Somethin’ off if we keep talkin’
Somethin’ off cuz you be on one
Way too often
Leave me here with nobody
Prolly end up with somebody
On my body, prolly, look
I’m a star boy, really ain’t like everybody
I don’t got no type, my type’s the
Type to fall in love on sight
My type’s the
Type that barely knows your name
But know I’m down for somethin’
Ya, they barely know my name
But know I’m up to somethin’
I don’t got no type, my type’s the
Type to fall in love on sight
My type’s the
Type that barely knows your name
But know I’m down for somethin’
Ya, they barely know my name
But know I’m up to somethin’
Barely know my name enough
To know I’m kinda someone
Look, I know she love my name enough
And know I’m down for somethin’
Look, she barely knows my name
But knows I’m up somethin’
Barely know my name enough
Know she love my name enough
Barely know my name enough
Barely know my name
But knows I’m up to somethin’
ZOOM
sep 11, 2026
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Hey, hey, heyHuh, skeet, yuh
I want it new
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast forward
Gimme some room, aye
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast forward
Zoom out here out my room
Like my shoe, ya, I just wanna boost
Trynna bounce like Bophouse
I’m in the thick of it
All of y’all cop outs
I’m boutta school ya
But wait for the dropout
Every white rapper look pussy
Like Gangnam Style
I’m the Gen Z Shakespeare
Ain’t nobody poetic like me
Everybody like that
Ain’t nobody like me
I’m too good, too pro
She rage quit
While I blow her back out, aye
Look at my name, I guess you could say that
Ya, I had a feeling y’all would tap out
Nah, all of y’all bore me
Ever since Shady and Mac died
Every white rapper been corny
Wake up
I’m calling cap like I’m takin’ one
Wake up
Hate a white rapper, like what is the logic
What is it
I’ve had enough
Shootin’ my shot and I’ll pull up
Like SWAT to these bugs
Wake up
Know you can trust in my token
Ain’t pulling no rugs
Humble as fuck, look it gimme the chair
Look, I heard they don’t care, look, I’m there
Got my eyes on the prize
I don’t see competition, just stairs
Flipping that bird like blurrr
My shit you just cannot compare it
I want it new
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast forward
Gimme some room, aye
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast forward
4, 3, 2
I hate when I hear them, I snooze
Burst into tears, need booze
Gotta get loose when I hear them like
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Hard to be a fan these days
Bars OD, that’s the new wave
Every line juiced
Ya gotta give a ode when it’s due, aye, look
Either way it’s the bars going viral
I might drop the tape
Unmastered, just titled
Less Harsh World OTW
Ya don’t spiral, look
My whole lane getting trumped
Even he got harder bars
For you Newscums
I don’t even know why I came
I don’t see men
And playin’ with lil boys
Got dudes off the deep end
League me
Three’s all day on your head every play
There’s no defense, bet
Look, I’ll give about Ye
They’ll run away
Cuz my shot too wet
Shot too what?
Say it with your chest
Shot too what?
Shot to wet
I wanna zoom, aye
Know that every mill that I’m gonna make
Wasn’t easy to bloom on your head
I might purposely miss
Just to keep you aloof
I can do any flow long as it zoom
I want it new
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast forward
Gimme some room, aye
I wanna zoom
Fast forward
Fast
I wanna zoom, ya
Zoom, ya
Zoom, ya
Zoom, hey
Zoom, hey
Zoom, hey
Zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom
Zoom
Zoom
Zoom
Shotgun
aug 7, 2026
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacytrumpetKeith RushmooremixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgunMust of took a shot
Cuz I caught somethin’, aye
Fuck it, imma wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Aye, hey
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgun
Miss you took a shot
Cuz I caught something
Fuck it, im wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Quick to pull it
Need to cool it
Triggered, happy
Out my shell and in my head
We’re heating up, I
Figured we’d be skating on thin ice
I’m straightforward
You’ve never done this before
My body shake, my mental break
It’s hard not thinking bout ya cuz my
Bed, it smell like you, I real you
River down my face, I leak you
Only wonder when I leave my
Wandering eyes never leave you
Chill
Take your space
That crooked smile
Swear it’s evil
Bite my tongue
I might freak you out
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgun
Must of took a shot
Cuz I caught somethin’, aye
Fuck it, imma wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Aye, hey
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgun
Miss you took a shot
Cuz I caught something
Fuck it, im wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Girl I
Ok, here we go again, another
Cinderella fit too perfect
Wasn’t even looking for ya
Aye, ya, outta the blue, ya
Way too in tune, ya
Way to in sync
Period
Baby, I’m tripping, your swinging your mood
I’m curious
Baby, I’m tripping cuz I never said it
But girl I be hearing
Aye
It feel impossible, met like a week ago
Ya, I’m inaudible, I feel unstoppable
Baby look, promise tho
We won’t get married until I be poppin’ tho
Aye
Baby, off top
We hit euphoria right on the dot
How can we stay as friends
Fuck it, we’ll stay as friends, but
What if you fall
What if I watch
What if I call
What if you dodge
Baby, I’m shot, baby, you’re caught
Baby, you saw it
Baby, I’m drunk
Baby, I’m sloshed
Baby, our eyes, what if they lock
What if they lock
Baby, imma goner, Gunna
Cuz baby you Wunna one
Ms’s where you come from
Ms’s why you run from it
Ms’s I’ll see ya whenever I see ya
Mr I’ll always need someone
Mr I’ll beg you stay
Beg you please
Beg you stay
Mr I’ll
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgun
Must of took a shot
Cuz I caught somethin’, aye
Fuck it, imma wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Aye, hey
Girl I want you ridin’ shotgun
Miss you took a shot
Cuz I caught something
Fuck it, im wing it, you a hot one
Should we take a shot cuz I got some
Hey, hey
Hey, girl I
Girl I saw you ridin’ shotgun
Must of been a lot
Was it strong, huh?
What I ever do to make your heart run
Why’d you take a shot
Like you wanted something
Like you wanted something
Girl I saw you ridin’ shotgun
Must of been a lot
Was it strong, huh?
What I ever do to make your heart run
Why’d you take a shot
Like you wanted something
Hey (Intro)
jan 1, 2026
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Aye, ayeMethod rapper, I’m just doing my part
Look, I don’t know why when I rap
I see red man
Dissin’ all you goons, leave ’em silent, ya
Def Jam, aye, aye, aye
If they don’t got a story, they’ll make one
I don’t got ops, imma make some, hey
Cuz imma drop and feel like no one left
I need more tea, tea, tea
T’d up, D up
Ball drop, damage done
New Year, I’m here
Hey, I’m here, hey
I’m here
I’m about to drop, I’m getting
Giddy, giddy, giddy, giddy
Every beat my brother play, I purr on it
Ya, you know Jagg gets wired and he
Witty, witty, witty, witty
I’m out here ordering rappers like pizza
I ain’t gate keeping, I’m water
My lane on Pangea, Altima, they need us, hey
My reign will bring in that dough
That they’ll re-up
I’m out here tweakin’ my freq up
Wiped out, keep up
Wiped out, keep up
Wiped out, wiped out, wiped out
Keep up
Wiped out
Keep up
Hey
I don’t tip toe, Lizzo
My name and my tape got moves
Ya, my disk go
Lookin’ straight though, ya, I win those
Wiped out, keep up
Wiped out, wiped out, wiped out
Less harsh
Cold world
Golden Age
Turned off
Freak off
Miss ya
Leave you
Need you, can’t have you
Real one
Fake one
No name
My name
2 G’s
1 shot
Everyone
Full clip
Empty
Hey
Ma, listen, so I can’t talk shit, only truth
I C U
oct 31, 2025
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlermixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Like I taste it, I tried youCalling, it’s important, I need you
Aye, I die
Every time I see you, aye
I get high when I get to see you
I die
Every time I see you, aye
Every moment timeless
Bias, I’m trying to be polite, but
Feel our science collidin’
And yah, I like it
I got straight-forward plans
I’m a straight-forward man, but
Baby, if you love bombing
I’m ‘bout to detonate
Really got my heart in your hand
If we separate
Look, blow up in my face
If I ever make you hesitate
Show up at my place
Yeah, you know you feel like
Home to me
Show up to my place, yeah
I’ve been waiting all day anyway
Nah, I’m serious, it’s important
It’s an emergency
Aye, I die
Every time I see you, aye
Aye, yuh, aye
I get high when I get to see you
Look, I die every time I see you
I C U
I die
Every time I see you
Every time I see you
I get high when I get to see you
Yeah, wow
Gorgeous, you a stunna, stunna
Leave me in a world of wonder
I just wanna lick it
Pause, naw
Ain’t a dog
There’s just something ‘bout it
Hitting different
Every room she walk in
You couldn’t miss it
That thing on grande, it’s wicked, ugh
That shit need a holiday, it’s gifted
Look, I bet she prolly gift it
On a holiday with half percentage off, uh
You know why I die when I see ya
‘Cause I hate how they see ya
They don’t know what I see in ya
A whole ocean’s worth of belief in ya
A whole ocean’s worth of belief in ya
A whole ocean’s worth of belief in ya
I get high when I get to see you
Every time I see you
Every time I see you
I die
I get high when I get to see you
I C U
I die
Every time I see you
Every time I see you
I get high when I get to see you
I C U
I die
Every time I see you
Every time I see you
I die
I get high when I get to see you
Work (Numb it Out)
sep 26, 2025
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Watch Me Go ToThey don’t see me
(They don’t see me)
Nah, aye, they don’t see me
Work
Vision too clear, yah I suffer
From that fuckin’ ADHD
Working on my body, on my music
On my music, on my body
On my body, on my music
When I’m walkin’ in, I’m prolly
Coming off as the next Efron
I’m jaw-dropping
Locked in, not boxed in
I’m stockin’
, not going out too often
I’m watchin’
Creepin’ on your pocket
Okay, I’m energized, I’m up, next
Double A dubbed me as a workaholic
Crazy if it’s just luck
That’s your shot?
Arc-broken bears are swimmin’ in the ocean
Doubles everywhere, it’s bogus
When we switchin’ up the music
All these hoes the same, you juiced it
Lack of soul, yah, love to Rufus
I will be the first to say to
Shut it up and just get to it, uh
Watch me go to
Work, work, work
They don’t see me
(They don’t see me)
Nah, aye, they don’t see me
Watch me go to
Work, work, work
I put myself to
Work, straight to it
Need you all in, can’t be stallin’
Baby, don’t tease it
Really no reason for you to be here
Breakin’ it even
If I don’t see no sweat, I’m leavin’
Baby, I need you to lean into it
Baby, you know I believe in ya
Aye
Bombshell
Future I see for ya overseas
Any wave of pain you feel right now
Just know it’s temporary
Pushin’ through, I’m proud of you
That bag you want, it’s got your name on it
Come on, one, two
Five, six
Nine, ten
Another one
Still here
Hold it now
Let me out
Freakin’ out
Tweakin’ out
Doin’ my thing
Numb it out
Numb it out
Numb it out
Another one
Numb it out
Another one
Numb it out
Another one
Numb it out
Doin’ my thing
Numb it out
Numb it out
Watch me go to
Work, work, work
They don’t see me
(They don’t see me)
Nah, aye
They don’t see me
Watch me go to
Work, work, work
I put myself to
I put myself to
Hey
I put myself to work
I put myself to work
I put myself to
I put myself to work
I put myself to work
I put myself to work
I put myself to
I put myself to work
See the work
Doubt me, shame me, hate
Nothin’ shakes me
Rep it out, it’s workin’ out
I love the sound
I don’t drown it out
I turn it up, I’m amped up
I’m fired up, aye
Rap boy, yah
Life is a movie
I am an MC
Front row on the big screen
(AMC)
Bitch, I ain’t even in the
Backseat when I freestyle
I’m off the dome, just wanna fuck
Don’t want no foreplay
On a missionary
Like it’s core day
Need an eight-pack
Not a light one, yah
Name writin’, not a Mike one
I’m a Jagg one
Like my club fit, it’s a pink one
The branding on subconscious
Half my name in your fuckin’ mouth
When I walk in, everybody like
“Who’s dude with the pink jacket?”
Like,
“What’s your name? What’s happenin’?”
Thick lash with the hard bars
And a pretty face
That’s the motherfuckin’ Starter Jagg kit, look
Fit flow here couldn’t jack it
Look at me, I’m stockin’
Look at me, I’m locked in
Look at me, I’m joshin’
One of one, we cooked it up, they’ll jack it
They could jack it, but
Something off, need Jagg in it, aye
Nothing hit like Jagg hit
It's a pop song
aug 8, 2025
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne Spacyguitar & bassTony VlermixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindocover artScriblig
(What is this garbage)(It’s a pop song man)
Hey
It’s a pop song, yah
It’s a rap one, yah
Broke your heart one, yah
It’s an emo one, k
It’s a goth one, yah
It’s a bought one, yah
It’s a rock one, yah
For the paper one, yah
I believe in pink, ya, I’ll leave a Hepburn on, yah
Every time that my tongue tweak
You don’t know a thing about me, Kelly
Umbrella staying on Gene Kelly
Know that my reign coming down heavy
Getting what I want in this life
I can’t help it
My face smells like *****
I’m selfish, hey
It’s just a pop song, man
Nuh nuh nuhhh
(It’s a pop song man)
(Oh yah, I’m back in milking this one)
I’ma do a rap verse and
Build up the hype
It’s only right
The beast in me
Ain’t pop culture
It’s my culture
The real Cactus Jagg
Y’all vultures, aye
Spanish side saying
I’m Off-White Virgil
I appropriate my roots
I don’t bite
My “te amo” pure authentic
My grandmama didn’t teach us, I’m trying
I’m on that Dua Lipa, wait, Duolingo
Shit, I’m on the both
I took a drank and I smoked
Raising up my glass, I’m toasted, hm
Look, I’m moving out of Hollywood, I’ve had it
To Miami, when I arrive you better clear out
All these lil yachts for my battleship
I’ve had it
I’ma boom bap my way through these
Bitch
Ass
Pussies
I’m next
I’ll out-bar and out-fuck these insects
I guess we can wake up
Jewish one day
And Hitler the next, the fuck, Ye
I’m happy gay
Chill, I’m just frustra—
TED talking our way through
You
You
You
We’ll top two it
You wouldn’t know pop music if you got shot to it
I’ll hawk tuah it, aye
You’re for the birds
A worm
A snack
To you I’m Pac-Man
I’d rather fast
Hey, the game’s over, I already crashed
Wait till the merch drop, Pink Jagg
Is really on they ass
I’m like
(Ugh, so good)
Skippity bippity boppity boo
First class
It’s Big Jagg
I’m big jacked, no Harlow
Need a barf bag for the bars, bro
Not the flight home
You Eazy
You like Costco
Only good for a sample, hey
It’s a pop song, yah
It’s a rap one, yah
Broke your heart one, yah
It’s an emo one, k
It’s a goth one, yah
It’s a bought one, yah
It’s a rock one, yah
For the paper one, yah
I believe in pink, ya, I’ll leave a Hepburn on, yah
Every time that my tongue tweak
You don’t know a thing about me, Kelly
Umbrella staying on Gene Kelly
Know that my reign coming down heavy
Getting what I want in this life
I can’t help it
My face smells like *****
, I’m selfish, hey
It’s just a pop song, man
(Man, THAT’S THE WHOLE THING)
Yah, straight to the top
Give them that ugh
Watch ’em all flock
Give ’em that drop
Yah, it’s just a pop song, man
(Fucking pop song)
Nuh nuh nuh
(It’s a pop song man)
Yah, the one that make your ear tickle
Left with a jingle in your head all day
Kinda hate it but replay it anyway
It’s a pop song, man
(Pop pop pop pop pop song)
Went through all that work
Went through all your words
And I swear to God
(Pop sound happens here)
It pays off, it’s a pop song, man
Hey, you can sing along, it’s okay though
Go and write a rap on your rap song, bro
Bitch, you ain’t a rapper, this Pop Smoke, woah
Woah, woah
(It’s a pop song man)
(It’s just a fucking pop song to you, bro
You don’t get it)
That Ass Ain't Real
jul 11, 2025
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne Spacy & Steeziakwritten byJagger Spacy, Austin Wayne Spacy, Domino, Tim JacktrumpetKeith RushmooremixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindocover artDee Cosey
American Spirit
may 12, 2025
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
“That’s right! Who do you think you are? I am! Dammit, right!”Unhinged and the bars unmatched
I mastered my craft, R.I.P. Mac
Skill ain’t a phase, I can adapt
Way too sharp, yah, I’m just too clever
Got enough dynamics to keep me alive forever
If she on Adams pod, can’t keep her, nah, aye
I don’t know about you, but I feel 22
I’m happy and free
And they all look confused
Look, you against me’s like bad weed
And I ain’t into smoking on boof
Aye, meet me in there, get truth
Come get a taste
Know that I always got blood in my stu
Married the game cuz she’ll never ghost me
Ya, that’s my boo
I’m having fun with this shit cuz I’m playing with poop
Sorry I said I do
Aye, look, the game got me missionary, ya, she’s In control
Swear my whole lane look scuffed
Face card ace, I’m buffed
Double XL boutta look like a goat with some scrubs
Put me in, coach
I’m humble
I’ve had enough
Don’t know why
Cuz I
Cuz I have to
Get out of my pocket
Outta my pocket
This is my pocket
I’m trying to kick it
Get out of my pocket
Outta my pocket
This is my pocket
I’m trying to kick it
Look, you average Jack
Bars on Sleepy Joe
Get him outta here
I don’t wanna hear it
Look, if it’s wrapped in white
I want all the smoke
That’s the American Spirit
No one hard on the mic like Jagger
They all gonna mimic Jagger
Know me as first name Jagger
Most of y’all look like rappers
Most of y’all don’t even write like a rapper
I did the math
Most y’all just act like a rapper
Aye, I’m coming for dem
Cuz I got the ick for these rappers
Uh, you just a, uh
You’re just what?
Counterproductive
Forget a puppet
Figure abundance
Sick of a budget
Forget a hundred
Feeling above it
Skipidy what
Skipidy who?
You just a fast rapper
Won’t stick rapper
Imma staff rapper
Only heard you if you a goat rapper
Sign me to Shady?
He’s deadI’m trying to make white rap great again
Shit, Look, I’m whiter than Mike Rue party
I ain’t pulling no fake shit
I don’t really care who’s best dressed
I’ll pull up with a vocal chain naked
They gon’ have to kick me out
They gonna mainstream me, I’m famous
Motherfucking verses so long
That’s a doom scroll, frame it
It’s giving Ripley’s Believe It or Not
Cuz every line tied
They think that I’m cheating
I’m screaming
I’m Pete to these bots like
I am
They sad, boy
Two at one time, that’s EZ
Shit, imma clip the whole squad
We ain’t in the same boat
Look
I’m gonna yell yacht
Then emote
Y’all free, free
Pretty boy, model boy
Imma die a star boy
Everybody gonna want to shoot me, it’s Gigi, yah, GG, aye
Look, imma drop
Then I’m gonna pop
Then they’ll ask me
Who in my top
I’ll post my pickaxe
Just for the clicks, on God
Most of y’all rich
But an Icon skin you don’t got
Look, I’ll Kobe your shit
With the throwaway bars I forgot
We can go back to back to back to back
Like a suicide
Imma touch every line, ya, you know
Coach, he watch
I just have to
Don’t know why
Cuz I
Cuz I have to
Get out of my pocket
Outta my pocket
This is my pocket
I’m trying to kick it
Get out of my pocket
Outta my pocket
This is my pocket
I’m trying to kick it
Outta my pocket
Outta my pocket
This is my pocket
I’m trying to kick it
Hey
Aye
Hey
Aye
Hey
Aye
Hey
Aye
Hey
Charlie's Angels (Remix)
dec 6, 2024
artistPink Jagg & MoceansvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingMoceansmasteringMoceans
She calling me love, no DiddyShe calling me love, no Diddy
She calling me love, no Diddy
Fuck I’m dropping this
She calling me love, no Diddy
No need for an NDA with me
Look, I’m a gentleman, a saint
True
Cross me
All of my faith, it lies in you
Will always have faith, those lies ain’t true
If you lying with him, then I’m outta hurr
Coming home with an open purse
And your hair all tangled
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
She calling me
She calling me
She calling me, love
Love, love, love, love, love, she calling me love, no
Love, love, love, love, love, she calling me love, no
Love, love, love, love, love, she calling me love, no
She calling me
She calling me
Fuck I'm dropping this
No diddy
All over my body
A bar about soap
All over body, got a whole cake on her face
Whatever you say,
I’m Aoki
And my high on BEAM
I don’t need that pink
Please don’t waste it on me, hey
I got energy and a high that’s free
And I don’t need you
And they all love me
How was your day?
Really couldn’t wait to see ya
Imma act clueless and not even ask
About those questionable bruises
You really look like you went through it
She calling me love, no Diddy
No need for an NDA with me
Look, I’m a gentleman, a saint
True
Cross me
All of my faith, it lies in you
She calling me love, no Diddy
She calling me love
No Diddy
She calling me
She calling me
She calling me love, no Diddy
Charlie's Angels
oct 11, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne Spacy & DominotrumpetKeith RushmooremixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Fuck I’m dropping thisShe calling me love, no Diddy
No need for an NDA with me
Look, I’m a gentleman, a saint
True
Cross me
All of my faith, it lies in you
Will always have faith, those lies ain’t true
If you lying with him, then I’m outta hurr
Coming home with an open purse
And your hair all tangled
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve had a mission of
Getting home quicker
So I wouldn’t act suspicious of ya
Always about a bitch
Always about her friend
Always about her friend’s friend
Always about a Benz
Always over us
Always better off
Always fucking on one too often
The fuck that I give worth a billie
And yah, my eyelashes make me look pretty
Yah, Imma walk like I’m running this city
My current mood swimming through
All of you fishes
Everything fake
Everything woke
Everyone broke
Everyone God, yah
Everyone G.O.A.T.
Everyone got here
All on they own (Nope)
Everyone polished
Nails in my coffin
Everyone water
Everyone soaked
All over my body
A bar about soap
All over body, got a whole cake on her face
Whatever you say, hey
I’m Aoki
And my high on BEAM
I don’t need that pink
Please don’t waste it on me
I got energy and a high that’s free
And I don’t need you
And they all love me
How was your day?
Really couldn’t wait to see ya
Imma act clueless and not even ask
About those questionable bruises
You really look like you went through it
She calling me love, no Diddy
No need for an NDA with me
Look, I’m a gentleman, a saint
True, huh
Cross me
All of my faith, it lies in you
Will always have faith, those lies ain’t true
If you lying with him, then I’m outta hurr
Coming home with an open purse
And your hair all tangled
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
With an open purse and your hair all tangled
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission, hey
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission
Looking like one of those Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
With an open purse and your hair all tangled
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission, hey
Looking like one of them Charlie’s Angels
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
Must’ve been on a mission
BIG DEAL
aug 30, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacytrumpetKeith RushmooremixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindo
Look, you ain’t a big dealBitch, I am
I’m a big deal, hey
Gotta sign a new deal
Gotta keep it on field
Reaching for the top at will
Yeah, I am
Got a feeling it’s me
Hope it ain’t a problem
Got a feeling if I talk I’ll
End up in a coffin
Reaching for the top at will
Reaching for your Glock, no chill
Everyone on top gets killed
I don’t really see the big deal
I’m a big deal, hey
I ain’t projecting
I’m in my bag like your weapon
You pull out when you feel tension
I’m tryna switch up the message
Yeah, boxing ring full of rappers, yeah
Fuck on your favorite rapper
Then dap it up like we homies
It’s all out of love, you know me, aye
Don’t pull up on my family
Just ’cause I ain’t fanning your shit
Don’t get panicky
Swear the game full of sad boys
Getting fucking trigger-happy
Getting fucking sick of the phony
Ego-driven, sick of the phony
Gotta be willing to put it away
Put it away
Fuck a stick, but I’m a shepherd
Damn me if I ain’t the one that’s showing love
After I diss you
Damn you if you coming for a family man
A mama’s boy, I’m dapping up your mama, boy
Talk down, get swapped out, my label love me
Come up, gotta come down
You ain’t above me
Aye, I guess you’re human
But I’m not
Aye, this shit gotta stop
Look, you ain’t a big deal
Bitch, I am
I’m a big deal, hey
Gotta sign a new deal
Gotta keep it on field
Reaching for the top at will
Yeah, I am
Got a feeling it’s me
Hope it ain’t a problem
Got a feeling if I talk I’ll
End up in a coffin
Reaching for the top at will
Reaching for your Glock, no chill
Everyone on top gets killed
I don’t really see the big deal
Reaching for the top at will
Reaching for your Glock, no chill
Everyone on top gets killed
I don’t really see the big deal
Reaching for the top at will
Reaching for your Glock, no chill
Everyone on top gets killed
I don’t really see the big deal
BESHITO (SPED UP!)
jul 12, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger Spacy & Austin Wayne SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlerbassFocus...mixingFocus... & Julio UlloamasteringNext Level Masteringcover artBrian Tampol
Feel your loveFeel you high
Right on me
Feel you rock
Wanna rock
Aye
Just wanna know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Aye, my heart
Bigger than my dick, huh
I ain’t just some sick soul
Fuck Mr. Nice Guy
I might just let that bish go
Kinda see potential
Pray that when she open up to me
Let my tongue do all the worshiping
Let me in deep
Like it go past her belly button
Those ain’t butterflies
But look like something
Coming out her stomach, uh
Truth, I want you in my skin
Truth is I know you don’t want a gentleman
So I might let the devil in
Like fuck an introduction
I got feelings, baby
(Got a couple feelings)
Voodoo my feelings, all that appealing
Got me on my heels
How you do that in your heels?
Gotta know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
BESHITO (slowed down)
jul 12, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger Spacy & Austin Wayne SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlerbassFocus...mixingFocus... & Julio UlloamasteringNext Level Masteringcover artBrian Tampol
Feel your loveFeel you high
Right on me
Feel you rock
Wanna rock
Aye
Just wanna know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Aye, my heart
Bigger than my dick, huh
I ain’t just some sick soul
Fuck Mr. Nice Guy
I might just let that bish go
Kinda see potential
Pray that when she open up to me
Let my tongue do all the worshiping
Let me in deep
Like it go past her belly button
Those ain’t butterflies
But look like something
Coming out her stomach, uh
Truth, I want you in my skin
Truth is I know you don’t want a gentleman
So I might let the devil in
Like fuck an introduction
I got feelings, baby
(Got a couple feelings)
Voodoo my feelings, all that appealing
Got me on my heels
How you do that in your heels?
Gotta know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
DONTFEELBADFORME, Pt. 3
jun 21, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlermixingKevin MintzmasteringJett Galindocover artBrian Tampol
I’ll use a differentAye
Baby bent like 180
Nah, this is a good
Like bitch, you’re human and I’m Him
(Bitch, you’re human and I’m Him)
Got your baby bent like 180
I’m in her, she singing hymns
(I’m in her, she singing hymns)
They calling me Papi
I’m Joe Bim, yah
Nossa
I got no feelings that win
(I got no feelings, oh)
Apparently I got no fucking
Feelings that win
(I got no feelings)
Thought we’re all human
So who the fuck am I up against?
I’m hollow and tense
(Aye, bitch, you’re my enemy, yah)
Bitch, I’m a human, you paint me alien
Phoenix my root, I’m baiting ’em
Fu-fu feelings, I’m on to ya
Agenda friendships, I’m on to ya
Overdosing your reach, aye
Y’all don’t even know me
Contemplating my inner
Circle, y’all got me bitter
Buckled up still
Rapper doppelgängers
Got my head top on a tilt
Head top on a tilt
Head top on a tilt
Look, you don’t even know what’s next for me
Trynna say you know what’s best for me
Trynna say I gotta hex on me
Say you got a leg on me
You ain’t here to fucking stand next to me, aye
I just see you feeling
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad, I just see you feeling
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
I just see you feeling
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad, I just see you feeling
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
Doing that again
I just see you feeling
She wasn't for me. (Remix)
may 12, 2024
artistPink Jagg & Bad MilkvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlerflugelhornElla BricmixingMaria Elisa AyerbemasteringJett Galindocover artKeenan Reed
She wasn’t for me, noIf she like my last, she let you slash
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me
She wasn’t for me, no
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist and she go and switch
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t, she wasn’t
I can worry about business now
I ain’t worried about her business now
I got shit I wanna buy right now
(I got shit I wanna cop)
Always so tense, tense, tense
I don’t wanna title now
I’m feeling all riled up now
Overthinking feelings that won’t last
I’ll finish my glass
Chick was a flick, I got ick, ugh, ugh
Psychedelic trip ‘cause I’m sick
Conversations I don’t have, ya
Damn, I’m fine, say less
More room in the bed
I ain’t even thinking about sex
Ya, on to the next one (Next, next)
Flex on the next one (Flex, flex)
If she like my last and she let you slash
She wasn’t for me, no
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist
And she go and switch
Then she wasn’t for me, no, aye
Love what we had, but it’s in the past
So she wasn’t for me, no
I’m doing well, I got myself
I always enjoy me, yah
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist and she go and switch
Then she wasn’t for me, no
Yah, she wasn’t for me
‘Cause she can’t afford me, no
She wasn’t for me, no
BESHITO
apr 5, 2024
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger Spacy & Austin Wayne SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony VlerbassFocus...mixingFocus... & Julio UlloamasteringNext Level Masteringcover artBrian Tampol
Feel your loveFeel you high
Right on me
Feel you rock
Wanna rock
Aye
Just wanna know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Aye, my heart
Bigger than my dick, huh
I ain’t just some sick soul
Fuck Mr. Nice Guy
I might just let that bish go
Kinda see potential
Pray that when she open up to me
Let my tongue do all the worshiping
Let me in deep
Like it go past her belly button
Those ain’t butterflies
But look like something
Coming out her stomach, uh
Truth, I want you in my skin
Truth is I know you don’t want a gentleman
So I might let the devil in
Like fuck an introduction
I got feelings, baby
(Got a couple feelings)
Voodoo my feelings, all that appealing
Got me on my heels
How you do that in your heels?
Gotta know
I feel you right on me
I feel your love
I feel you high
I want you right on me
You feel it rock
I wanna rock
You’re keeping us in between
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
Half and then no
Half and then no
No beshito
She Wasn't For Me.
sep 29, 2023
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacyguitarTony Vlercover artKeenan Reed
She wasn’t for me, noIf she like my last, she let you slash
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me
She wasn’t for me, no
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist and she go and switch
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t for me
She wasn’t for me, no
She wasn’t, she wasn’t
I can worry about business now
I ain’t worried about her business now
I got shit I wanna buy right now
(I got shit I wanna cop)
Always so tense, tense, tense
I don’t wanna title now
I’m feeling all riled up now
Overthinking feelings that won’t last
I’ll finish my glass
Chick was a flick, I got ick, ugh, ugh
Psychedelic trip ‘cause I’m sick
Conversations I don’t have, ya
Damn, I’m fine, say less
More room in the bed
I ain’t even thinking about sex
Ya, on to the next one (Next, next)
Flex on the next one (Flex, flex)
If she like my last and she let you slash
She wasn’t for me, no
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist
And she go and switch
Then she wasn’t for me, no, aye
Love what we had, but it’s in the past
So she wasn’t for me, no
I’m doing well, I got myself
I always enjoy me, yah
If I call her my bitch and she let you hit
Then she wasn’t for me, no
If you flick on that wrist and she go and switch
Then she wasn’t for me, no
Yah, she wasn’t for me
‘Cause she can’t afford me, no
She wasn’t for me, no
DONTFEELBADFORME, Pt.1 - SPED UP!
jun 23, 2023
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger Spacybg vocalsAustin Wayne SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingSteeziakmasteringSteeziakcover artDr. Formalyst
Feelin’ bad, I feel bad, you feel bad for me, yeahGot it switched, think I’m too far gone, think I’m sick (Sick)
Got my eyes all laminated (Laminated)
Got my eyes all dilated (Dilated)
Peaks I reach, got no fatigue
Fuck it, pop that perky pill out
Let me slide in peace, yeah
Let me slide with my mind at ease
Feels right ‘cause I’m all I need (All I need)
Psychedelic mind, propellant, heart embezzled
Higher levels, yeah
Poured out my ego like it’s Don Julio (Don Julio)
Out come my teeth (Out come my teeth)
I’ll pick myself up by the piece, yeah (by the piece)
Random Interlude
dec 16, 2022
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne Spacy & Ryan VettelmixingSteeziakmasteringSteeziak
Fuck, manGot my mind on ten frequent
You’re either filling a void
Or tryna keep it
I can’t fake a feeling
Y’all look passive religious
I’m thinking different, huh
New kid in the city looking privileged, huh
What’s the difference, huh
I went from castles to boxes, a king
To feeling I never fit in, huh
Y’all just seeing the TMZ, the TNT
Chopper gonna sing
Rage I hold underneath
I need more certainty
Than claiming you feel that you’re different, huh
There comes a point in that
Fake-it-till-you-make-it strategy
Where you actually gotta make it
Living lavishly, yeah
Fuck is this city, man
All loaded with spray tans
You got the words, but you’re hangman
Gave your life for a fake chance, yeah
Fuck is this city, man
Fentanyl falling while we all breakdance
Won’t flip apologies to climb a ladder
You fake friends, I’m sick of all of these
Halloween Hollywood disasters, yeah
Let that cocaine serenade your friendships, yeah
Let that propane find you all your answers
Yeah, take a little more, yeah, and some
Might throw away your life on the random
Gorgeous
nov 18, 2022
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingAustin Wayne Spacy & Steeziakcover artiamYork
Coming for all tenStay up on toes
Headshots
Get ready to pose
Lower the dosage
Lean in it for the moment ya
Done up well sculpted ya
Nice features you’re gorgeous huh
Nice features you’re gorgeous huh
Nice features you’re gorgeous huh
You’re fucking gorgeous
Game on freeze like a facelift
Cheese make ’em shape shift
Jesus piece looking tainted
Fein’s in the snake pit
Nice chain imma yank it
Pretty face all paint-less
God’s kin I’m sacred
Locked in no matrix
Don’t ever let no one sell you
Your figure lightweight you’re critical
Don’t ever let no one tell you
You ain’t beautiful
Gorgeous gorgeous
Can’t buy heart
With Porsche, Porsches
Take your pick of poison, poison
Can’t give up
That Forbes importance
Shooting your shot
With poor performance
Look at that fucking
Sword I’m forging
Soul of gold
No whore for fortune
Look at the I move
Like fuck is that
Tortoise snorting
I’m trynna take your job
Coming for all ten stay up on toes
I’m trynna take your job
Headshots get ready to pose
I’m gonna take your job
Lower the dosage
I’mma take it
Lean in it for the moment yah
I’mma take it
Done up well all sculpted yah
I’mma take it haha
Nice features you’re gorgeous yah
Nice features you’re gorgeous huh
Nice features you’re gorgeous
Gorgeous, gorgeous
Don’t ever let no one tell you
Your figure lightweight you’re critical
Don’t ever let no one tell you
You ain’t beautiful
Gorgeous, gorgeous
Your figure lightweight you’re critical
Critical
Don’t ever let no one sell you
Second Guessing
sep 23, 2022
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingSteeziakmasteringSteeziak
(Second guessing, second guessing)Second guessing
Heard you
Noted
Losing identity
Thought I had certainty
Second
Guessing
Guessing
Guessing, yeah
Hating I praise your voices
Feel my mind’s exploited
Mind cemented in doubt
I’m only down when I’m out
On God, I’m hearing you out
I just don’t relate to your vouch
I don’t really see those hues
Colorblind but I still see greatness
Full sending my fuck-ups until I’m on stages
Sending my fuck-ups until I’m on pace, yeah
Predetermined
Thought I had it locked
Thought I would flick it like wrist with a watch, yeah
Y’all got me stuck in a box, I’m certain like fuck it
I’ll throw my own shows and close my own curtains
Yeah
I don’t really care about your views
Like none of y’all got my six
Begging for truce
When I get all ruthless
Yeah
Second guessing
Heard you
Goated
Losing identity
Thought I had certainty
Second
Guessing
Guessing
Guessing, yeah
Hating I praise your voices
Feel my mind’s exploited
Second guessing
Second guessing, hear me
Losing identity
Certainty
Second guessing, hear me
Losing identity
In denial, nial, nial, nial, yeah
I’ll reach the crown
My teeth are out
I’m speaking out, so hear me out
The game’s a bitch and I’ll eat her, ahhh
Leaking out, got y’all watered down, yeah
Y’all are hilarious
I’m coming heavy in various
Sounding like parrots, embarrassing bots like Dr. Nefarious
I’m tryna pop like a Beatle
I’m tryna pop like a Beatle
I’m wanting more than a bop and a chain that I cop for my ego
A whip and bitch I’ll flaunt in my VEVO, yeah
Sick of these beaches
Flipping the bird at you seagulls, yeah
I’m tryna flip it
Like I got a bag but I’m burning it
Stacking Ethereum
Stuck in that same old game and I’m beta Illuvium
Fuck am I proving to dem boy
I got certainty
DONTFEELBADFORME, Pt. 1
sep 9, 2022
artistPink JaggvocalsJagger Spacybg vocalsAustin Wayne SpacyproducerAustin Wayne SpacymixingSteeziakmasteringSteeziakcover artDr. Formalyst
Feelin’ bad, I feel bad, you feel bad for me, yeahGot it switched, think I’m too far gone, think I’m sick (Sick)
Got my eyes all laminated (Laminated)
Got my eyes all dilated (Dilated)
Peaks I reach, got no fatigue
Fuck it, pop that perky pill out
Let me slide in peace, yeah
Let me slide with my mind at ease
Feels right ‘cause I’m all I need (All I need)
Psychedelic mind, propellant, heart embezzled
Higher levels, yeah
Poured out my ego like it’s Don Julio (Don Julio)
Out come my teeth (Out come my teeth)
I’ll pick myself up by the piece, yeah (by the piece)
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