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Biah Fränzê • SCIENCE

SCIENCE


RELEASED DATE

JULY 19, 2025


WRITER PRODUCER

BIAH FRÄNZÊ


PRODUCER PRODUCER

BIAH FRÄNZÊ


TRACK


GENRE

HIP-HOP


ALBUM

INTERROGATION


SAMPLE

“ENOUGH (MIAMI)”

CARDI B


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Hey

Hey

Oh B

Oh B

Oh B

Oh B (Watch this)

Hey, hey, hey, who?


She against you, and the math look brutal

Silk with a blade, my style stay dual

One look sharp, one move surgical

Head high, poker face

I could strike while I’m servin’ it casual

Snakes gon’ hiss, but I’m far too rational

Talk that big? Be sure it’s factual

I plot quiet like predator shadows

One slip, two trap, no way back

None of y’all slick, I read every act

I’m one of a one, I’m movin’ like chess champs

You don’t exist, still beggin’ for scraps, damn


When I move, it's silence

Pressure hits like science

Eyes cold, defiance

Might snap no guidance


Guys 'em whisper in circles, like, “What is the play?”

If you doubt, then just fold now I don’t do delays

They was beggin’ for favors, now they lookin’ all fake

I’m about to press that button better back out the way

Whispers in circles, like, “What is the play?”

If you doubt, then just fold now I don’t do delays

They was beggin’ for favors, now they lookin’ all fake

I’m about to press that button better back out the way


I’m high, “Pause that, fall back”

Steel calm, pitch black

Blueprint, clean track

Hmm, you observing the queen? Watch

With a glance, I redraw the scheme

With a step, I erase the scene

With a breath, I collapse regimes

Move four plays deep, no team

Never begged for favors or crowns

I create while they chase around

Mouths loud with no depth or ground

Say less I surround

I’m balanced, I’m cold, I govern alone

No noise, just stone and tone

This mind don’t bend, it owns

I rise like drone

Mapped out silence, perfect pattern

Call me Cipher, I speak in Saturn

They press loud, but still shatter

That weight? I’m flattered

Look, ayy, I sharpen, then vanish

No match just damage

They decode slow while I scan it

Move swift, then vanish

No match in logic, no equal vision

No trace, no print, no hint, no friction

Either they lost or beneath suspicion

Not built for the mission


When I move, it’s silence

Pressure hits like science

Eyes cold, defiance

Might snap — no guidance


Guys 'em whisper in circles, like, “What is the play?”

If you doubt, then just fold now I don’t do delays

They was beggin’ for favors, now they lookin’ all fake

I’m about to press that button better back out the way

Whispers in circles, like, “What is the play?”

If you doubt, then just fold now I don’t do delays

They was beggin’ for favors, now they lookin’ all fake

I’m about to press that button better back out the way


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