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PLANETFALL
Hip-Hop/Rap
PLANETFALL was released on October 3, 2025 by Astronomical records as a part of the album PLANETFALL - Single
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Release DateOctober 3, 2025
LabelAstronomical records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CJS PLANET
CJS PLANET
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carey Bone
Carey Bone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carey Bone
Carey Bone
Engineer

Lyrics

Drive in a 'Rari, I don't push the brakes
They talkin' that shit, I'm just tryna get paid
I been tellin' these **** I'm tired of fuckin' around
This choppa it got hundred rounds
I walk in the lobby, I'm airin' it out
**** duckin' and runnin', he scared of the sound
Mission on go ,why they fearin' me now?
No talkin', just static, I'm blarin' it out
I'm gonna slide with Drac, bitch
Bitch inspiring **** be fake, bitch
You talkin' it down, you a snake, bitch
This choppa gon' aim at your face, bitch
She said I'm the one, I'm important lil' bitch
Now she front row takin' her clothes off
And we movin' in silence, my bro got the hammer
He see you, he lettin' the chrome cough
These **** be doin' the most, y'all
Don't talk on my name, I don't know y'all
They copy my style like a clone, dawg
I'm callin' the muh' fuckin' roll call
I'll call up my dogs ,they gon' bark
They talk out they neck, so I'm leavin' a mark
Iron on me and they callin' me Stark
You talk on the gang, then we slide in the dark
They slide in the dark
I just came back to the studio
Chain on my neck like I'm Julio
I'm tryna get to that milly, bro
I'm gonna bring another check to the bank
Pull up the bank in a muh' fuckin' Range
Came right from the bank, buy a muh' fuckin' K
FLEX on a **** had to Johnny Cage
As you can see, I don't give a sunlight
You tryin' me, ****, you tryin' your luck
You funny lil' ****, you wanna be us
The labels keep callin',I'm doublin' up
The racks on my jeans, they ain't foldin' enough
You claim you a threat, but you really a bluff
You talk all that shit, you ain't doin' enough
He talkin' that shit then he passed away
(Away, way, way)
And I'm goin' full throttle—don't push the damn brakes
(Don't push the damn brakes)
285 and I'm in the damn tank
(And I'm in the damn tank)
FIVE POINT BREAK!
Top of the map ****, I'm in the damn ranks
I double my bag and I ran up a check
And I don't give a sunlight what you say
Chrome on my jeans, this belt got a tag
My fit costs more than your chain
My **** gon' bring extendo mag
And they gonna aim at your brain
Them **** gon' bring a mask and a flame
That choppa sing T-Pain
Written by: Carey Bone
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