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TRYST
Hip-Hop/Rap
TRYST was released on May 18, 2025 by 2238612 Records DK2 as a part of the album LOVE
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AlbumLOVE
Release DateMay 18, 2025
Label2238612 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM101

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Soldi HopOut
Soldi HopOut
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ali Hamoud Alobadi
Ali Hamoud Alobadi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kontrabandz
Kontrabandz
Producer

Lyrics

Huh
I'm lucky like I got a fish on my motherfucking dish
Never again will I go out this sad about a bitch
I'm steady waiting patiently til the day I get rich
Put a kiss to my lips but it taste like tryst
Ya bitch
You judging like you never did this shit
Make any room a ring and I'm popping it like Floyd
I'm going way to hard and you acting like it's a choice, on god
I think these **** know I'm getting way too wavy
I'm saying how many times they try to kick my day in
The doorzy, unlock the gate to camp and bring my dogs in
I'm flossing on any beat you send me, I go hardy
I kick in the door through the fakes and the hate and the people that be trying to gatekeep me down
I been all around in them rooms with the flukes
I'm a flume for the people that be trying to get around
I do my thing, they call me ignorant now
Bet they would rather see me in that general pop
You play happy to see me like the first of the month
Man, you so crazy with shade, I'm like how you got a baby
I can't trust nobody, I've been doing my own thing Down inside the mezzanine, we no longer know you
First thing in the morning, make the first of the five
You boys'd let somebody fuck up on your bitch to get rich, ****
Step to the kin trying to kick that shit
Bet my fist get thrust to the motherfucking wind
Pop up on me and I'm socking fire out his mitt
Wallahi, I keep it clean like a bottle of dawn when I'm drawling
I probably be the first the camp is calling
You're stalling and walking to the room like you got fawn legs
And meanwhile I'm stepping in this bitch like Mr Tumnus
I'm poled up and if you wan be noble, we can rumble
Fans try to get up with me trying to be the kid
But they say they're not my opps
Hmmm, I see
Family wanna get in with me just to see me trip
When they snatch a couple chips
Hmmm, I see you
Do fraud in my name
Hmmm, I see you
Hella mindgames
Hmmm, I see you
Tell me I'm the man
Hmmm, I see you
Do me like a lame
Hmmm, I see you
Huh
I'm lucky like I got a fish on my motherfucking dish
Never again will I go out this sad about a bitch
I'm steady waiting patiently til the day I get rich
Put a kiss to my lips but it taste like tryst
Ya bitch
You judging like you never did this shit
Make any room a ring and I'm popping it like Floyd
I'm going way to hard and you acting like it's a choice, on god
Written by: Ali Hamoud Alobadi
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