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Ecstatic is a track by Rylo Rodriguez, taken from the album “S.K.A.T.E.”, released July 3, 2026 on Glass Window Entertainment/Motown Records. It runs 4:00 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.

Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Stir, Idols R’ Us, Low Top Vanz. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.

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Song
Ecstatic
Artist
Rylo Rodriguez
Release
S.K.A.T.E.
Format
Album
Duration
4:00
Release date
July 3, 2026
Record label
Glass Window Entertainment/Motown Records
Content notice
Explicit

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One way in, one way out This shit a death trap Running with men Who catch a body but don't rep that Had killers behind me Who started hating I took a step back Let them niggas get in front of me How feel you need a plate And you wasn't out there tryna hunt with me Got niggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup Judge gave him a life I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel I know you fucked bro but I ain't gon' mention it to you I'm playa I passed you the ball It ain't my fault nigga you blew the layup Broke behind the walls Couldn't buy no phone They ain't reading his mail Suicidal thoughts He ain't that strong Who else need a new prayer I be wanna take everybody from out the hood but I know I can't I be wanna stop sinning but everyday go by I want a pint And you niggas keep tempting me to go and catch a body I had just talked to Boomouth before they killed him in the projects So much weight up on my shoulders Niggas I love hit the dolly You dick riding Got every dollar you own in your pocket Just tryna fit in On the road to riches I pulled off on em' They ain't want to get in Dawg say he would've committed suicide if he ain't have no kids But he ain't got no friends Bruh got caught with firearms He stacking up on his gens Momma still in that same house where her fam died in the den Life so hard he bought veneers in hopes that, that would make him grin One way in, one way out This shit a death trap Running with men Who catch a body but don't rep that Had killers behind me Who started hating I took a step back Let them niggas get in front of me (know you ain't but they you) Got niggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup Judge gave him a life I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel I know you fucked bro but I ain't gon' mention it to you I'm playa Twenty years in a cell, left you They forget the mail Twenty years in a cell You do two if you tell Hope all rats die I know a nigga who told still in the jail Don't cut that bitch nigga time short he ain't got no lion heart See a dancer and shed a tear My brother died inside a strip club He come off PC, I send a inmate to go and stick cuz Streets like the gym You want a cut but you ain't built for it Pulled up tryna fuck but she tryna wait I called the Lyft for her Lifestyle we living come with death Just know I'm built for it FaceTiming with Big Ty hoping he'll stay free I turned a G-Shock to a Rollie to a new AP In hope we see One way in, one way out This shit a death trap Running with men Who catch a body but don't rep that Had killers behind me Who started hating I took a step back Let them niggas get in front of me How feel you need a plate And you wasn't out there tryna hunt with me Got niggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup Judge gave him a life I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel I know you fucked bro but I ain't gon' mention it to you I'm playa Shit so fucked up my nigga died at his funeral ain even cry Hope he don't think I don't love him or some tho When you get some money, you get a thousand more problems I got to turn myself in, in my prime My cousin died, let a nigga put a battery in his back He know that wasn't him Just tryna fit in On the road to riches I pulled off on ‘em They ain't wanna get in Dawg say he would've committed suicide if he ain't have no kids He ain't got no friends They keep shooting his mama house up Now she want him to move Plus he ain't going to school Out the window, drive by or walk up No matter what you choose Long as you hit your dude

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More from S.K.A.T.E.

Full tracklist

  1. 01 Stir E 3:01
  2. 02 Idols R’ Us E 2:56
  3. 03 Low Top Vanz E 3:47
  4. 04 Ever Drank Tris E 2:13
  5. 05 Neighborhood Starz E 4:15
  6. 06 CBFW E 3:07
  7. 07 Endless Cups E 3:56
  8. 08 Kount Ya Hat E 3:01
  9. 09 Eliza (Bless Me Up) E 3:28
  10. 10 Promises E 3:44
  11. 11 Sure G6 E 2:54
  12. 12 Art E 3:12

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