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MASA

2:55Album MASA 2025-07-25

  1. OUTSIDE
    rap 3:03
  2. Face The Flamë
  3. Fire Your Manager
    rage rap 3:53
  4. XXX
      3:05
  5. TRAGIC
      2:33
  6. Games Of War
      4:23
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Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Producer, Recording Engineer: Henry 8

Producer: Haisofn

Second Engineer: Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

A& R: Kenoe Jordan

Aand Radministrator: LaKia Smith

Aand Radministrator: Sean Aitro

Aand Radministrator: Steve Cook

Composer Lyricist: Kentrell Gaulden

Composer Lyricist: Henry Bingham

Composer Lyricist: Caesar Lindquist

Lyrics and translation

Original

-Henry, you ate this one. -Ayo, give me a light again.

Give me a light.

Massa.

Massa.

Massa.

She wearing Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. " Bro say, "See him. " Let out thirty when I see him.

Bitch, I been walking with a mil' and I put it in the field. Hustle for life, NFL.

NBA, we causing hell. Free my lil' brother that's chained down.

Now free lil' Slick out that cell. I been ten here. I been dropped in this location.

I been fucked up tryna make it, pussy niggas tryna take me.

I'm above with all that snake shit, I done beat up different cases. He a gangster to that Dre cake, bitch, I'm on that nigga tape shit.

Hold on, I ride GT, yeah. At all times, believe, yeah.

The night gone, I stay down, and hoes wanna come see that. Black double R, men's Peter, nigga.

That bag ain't gon' see ya, these niggas can't teach that.

Strapped down on a rollercoaster, coasting ocean, mouth get closed. I say ma-massa.

The base is loaded, I'm the one controlling. Ball out and pass it.

Throw them racks, now hold it. One million in the trunk, bitch, I'm holding, bitch, I'm holding. She wearing

Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. " M-A, May, A, America, slime again.

Think you could get this green flag out the way and we ain't gon' die again. 4K Drake, gang, baby, on

Carolina Benz. Pussy-ass niggas, molly killers, we demolish them.

Pushing all this extra shit, man, fuck 'em, I been tired of them. I say massa.

Collage, I'm pulling up, I get up out of them.

Inside the ballroom, fits like wild, bitch, you know I'm trumpet. I'm all around like a basketball rim.

She wearing Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. "

English translation

-Henry, you ate this one. -Ayo, give me a light again.

Give me a light.

Massa.

Massa.

Massa.

She wearing Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. " Bro say, "See him. " Let out thirty when I see him.

Bitch, I been walking with a mil' and I put it in the field. Hustle for life, NFL.

NBA, we causing hell. Free my lil' brother that's chained down.

Now free lil' Slick out that cell. I been ten here. I been dropped in this location.

I been fucked up tryna make it, pussy niggas tryna take me.

I'm above with all that snake shit, I done beat up different cases. He a gangster to that Dre cake, bitch, I'm on that nigga tape shit.

Hold on, I ride GT, yeah. At all times, believe, yeah.

The night gone, I stay down, and hoes wanna come see that. Black double R, men's Peter, nigga.

That bag ain't gon' see ya, these niggas can't teach that.

Strapped down on a rollercoaster, coasting ocean, mouth get closed. I say ma-massa.

The base is loaded, I'm the one controlling. Ball out and pass it.

Throw them racks, now hold it. One million in the trunk, bitch, I'm holding, bitch, I'm holding. She wearing

Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. " M-A, May, A, America, slime again.

Think you could get this green flag out the way and we ain't gon' die again. 4K Drake, gang, baby, on

Carolina Benz. Pussy-ass niggas, molly killers, we demolish them.

Pushing all this extra shit, man, fuck 'em, I been tired of them. I say massa.

Collage, I'm pulling up, I get up out of them.

Inside the ballroom, fits like wild, bitch, you know I'm trumpet. I'm all around like a basketball rim.

She wearing Range Rover like she counting, nigga.

Save the pen that made the stick automatic, nigga, trumpet. Pulling up in that Rolls and I'm trump, nigga.

Ducking on shit, nigga, straight from out the jump, nigga.

Trim on all these hoes like a pimp, nigga.

Play around with my bros, we gon' send 'em, we get active.

Creeped out on him slow and get the clap and we smash him.

I'm gon' run around the globe on the stage screaming, "Massa. "

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