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BLANK FACE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
BLANK FACE was released on November 5, 2025 by seventhirtyatmorning as a part of the album I CAN'T STFU
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Release DateNovember 5, 2025
Labelseventhirtyatmorning
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seventhirtyatmorning
Seventhirtyatmorning
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tariq Henry
Tariq Henry
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luvxomea
Luvxomea
Producer
whylunar
whylunar
Producer

Lyrics

Wah
Yeah
Yah
Yeah, take a lot of strength, don't react, blank face
Really I could bark, bite, put you in your place
Tryna map it out, it's all starting to make sense
Tell a bitch don't move, sitting on the fence
Riding in some old school shit, windows tinted
**** end up on the pavement fucking with the fif'
Harlem plug, Asian moe, coming with them pinks
I don't text her back 'cause I don't think I'm finna link
We finna have a toast, pour up drop, cheers, clink
Wipe a **** nose clean, he ain't even blink
Fucking on this hoe, and her favorite color pink
Chop a bitch down real slow like I'm Fenk
VVS diamonds, ice bussin' like a rink
**** just talk, they don't never like to think
Good girl to bop, I just seen her post a link
Do it for the game, she a fuck, no shame
Problems keep coming, no change
She don't wanna listen 'cause she stuck up in her ways
Finna take another pink 'cause one ain't shit
Shawty got fucked once talking 'bout she saved
Tough love punch send a **** to the grave
Tough love kid, try again another day
When I see that boy it's good chance he getting sprayed
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout I ain't come here to play
Ya
This that motherfucka
Ya
I tried to make some from it before it broke
Salvaging the parts tryna make us back whole
Always do my best, came short, ain't close
Walk up in the room, don't talk, take hoe
Thirty world, bitch, this a whole new globe
Bitches on dick, they ain't new to me, no
**** said he know me, he don't know me, no
Pop a **** calm, this a light meat roll
Poppin' my shit, I'm Twan son, hoe
Dig a bitch out, she a monsoon, woah
**** bitched out, they'll always be broke
Take a lot of strength, don't react, blank face
Really I could bark, bite, put you in your place
Tryna map it out, it's all starting to make sense
Tell a bitch don't move, sitting on the fence
Riding in some old school shit, windows tinted
**** end up on the pavement fucking with the fif'
Harlem plug, Asian moe, coming with them pinks
I don't text her back 'cause I don't think I'm finna link
Written by: Tariq Henry
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