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Day Tripper
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
Day Tripper was released on February 13, 2026 by DESERTBOYS as a part of the album Iconoclast II
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2026
LabelDESERTBOYS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YCK
YCK
Vocals
Walter
Walter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YCK
YCK
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YCK
YCK
Producer

Lyrics

Got a bag of dust on the stove
This hatred persistent, myself I loathe
Any motherfucking poser that goes well above
And shows he’s weak and will bend to prose
Sage up in the drink for the liftoff quick
You don’t wanna see me when I’m pissed off, bitch
Turning water into wine, here to show a divinity
That you cannot attain with overbearing timidity
Spitting up some venom, a little bit too much
You a kid and wanna fiddle with everything you touch
Ridden with a clip and then check if the noose tugs
Wouldn’t turn and want a middle man then if I choose drugs
Grind the dull fangs, conceive the snake bites
I prepped the whole thing, you rolled the snake eyes
So opinionated when you got zero prospects
I done did my work, you’re the one with zero projects
Loitering out on the sun but you ain’t even rendered in yet
Itemized pixels, these digital tears under audit
Appointed inveterate and been set
You must not have heard but this is purely narc country
Bills are tagged, the UV lights show this is dirty marked money
Call me a day tripper, huh
Burial made spade flipper, huh
Fed the mainframe when the flames came
Bringer of death in shade blade gripper, huh
X and PCP, it’s no PDs that we be fucking with
Burn the DEA, don't deviate like we had done some shit (Yeah)
I’m out my mind on a day trip
Talk outta line, get your face split
Baggy ass jeans with the heel bite
No, I don’t give a fuck bout no real life, ayy
Heard you thought I’m toast
I left out now, I ball D Rose-ing
Look like you saw ghost, you know
This life too fake, can’t hold it, hold it
I can’t do the most, I’m dead, I’m gone, I hope, I coded
Damn, my heart corroded
Most my life I’m high, no focus
Call me day trippin how my face itchin
If I stay different, would I hate livin?
I got bass kickin in my brain
Spit like 09, Lil Wayne
Thought I showed why I got game
Back on coast, going through pain
On my feet seeing through the rain
Fake lil snake, cut em out the frame
Ayy, ayy, scraping the pavement like heel bite
Think I’ll take me another, don’t feel right
Think I’m up, I’m love it, I take flight
Call me a day tripper, huh
Burial made spade flipper, huh
Fed the mainframe when the flames came
Bringer of death in shade blade gripper, huh
X and PCP, it’s no PDs that we be fucking with
Burn the DEA, don't deviate like we had done some shit
Call me a day tripper, huh
Burial made spade flipper, huh
Fed the mainframe when the flames came
Bringer of death in shade blade gripper, huh
X and PCP, it’s no PDs that we be fucking with
Burn the DEA, don't deviate like we had done some shit
Written by: YCK
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