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Climate Control
Hip-Hop/Rap
Climate Control was released on July 16, 2025 by Ca$htro Gang Green Team as a part of the album Low Down Blitz
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Release DateJuly 16, 2025
LabelCa$htro Gang Green Team
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Thompson Jr.
David Thompson Jr.
Rap
Ryan Cox
Ryan Cox
Rap
D'angelo Thompson
D'angelo Thompson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Thompson Jr.
David Thompson Jr.
Songwriter
Ryan Cox
Ryan Cox
Songwriter
D'angelo Thompson
D'angelo Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
beatsbylmc
beatsbylmc
Co-Producer
Casey "MooseJaw" Frank
Casey "MooseJaw" Frank
Engineer
Houmi
Houmi
Producer
PUREDANDYY
PUREDANDYY
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Hitting the gas imma make it go vroom
I'm hitting the gas imma make it go vroom
I'm smoking exotic inside of the room
Big boy Benz I am not one of them (No)
I'm double dating with twins
Smoking exotic I need me a cleanse
I'm dripping clean I'm too trim
She hop on the dick
And ride me like a Harley
She loving the way that I touch on her body
Keep me a pole know that pistol beside me
We heating up like we changing the climate
Consistently dripping I feel like a sweat
Running it up man I need me a check
It's been 24 hours I ain't getting rest
I've been moving with motion
I'm seeing what's next
When it come to The Youngest
You best step correct
With these diamonds and pointers
Surrounding my neck
Imported my fabrics
I'm dressed for the MET
Ain't cutting no cards you get
The whole deck
Big boy Benz I am not one of them (No)
I'm double dating with twins
Smoking exotic I need me a cleanse
I'm dripping clean I'm too trim
She hop on the dick
And ride me like a Harley
She loving the way that I touch on her body
Keep me a pole know that pistol beside me
We heating up like we changing the climate
I'm cold as fuck I be changing the climate
My pockets so fat
And the nine right behind it
I'm booted up got me outta my body
I took a new tab turned me to a zombie
I heard my ex was up off the X
I won't even check for fucking with Molly
I get the bag like a motherfucking hobby
I got the cash still won't let a hoe try me
Back in my duffle I'm up off the shrooms
Vision get blurry my mind be on zoom
She want the birky I'm looking confused
Don't play yourself cause
You always going lose
Water be dripping like I'm on a cruise
Been splashing your hoe like I'm in a pool
I done seen n****s just kill their career
Tryna replicate all the shit that I do
Why would I stress
When my n****s they got me
I got her outta her body
Chop with them sticks
And it's not teriyaki
She asked if I'm rolling I might be
Steroids couldn't have me feeling this cocky
Hitting the gas without car keys
So much money can't even fit in my pockets
Louie V duffle that bag on my probably
Them n****s that talk it
Ain't doing what I'm doing
Baddie phatty
Don't forget that she foreign
Live out my closet
I put that shit on
UC L's aye
You might be a Bruin
Talking like that
You end up in a dutch
Virgin my mood
How I don't give a fuck
She running her mouth ok then bet
Fucked on your bestie put that in ya chat
Bitch
Written by: D'angelo Thompson, David Thompson Jr., Ryan Cox
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