About this song
Pattern is a track by SINN6R, taken from the album “#FEDERAL++”, released March 12, 2026 on XV Records / Lizzy Records. It runs 2:33 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 Runner, Fuk The City, Me & You. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Pattern
- Artist
- SINN6R
- Release
- #FEDERAL++
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 2:33
- Release date
- March 12, 2026
- Record label
- XV Records / Lizzy Records
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another songYo, I need the decibels to be— (Yeah) —der (Huh)
(S-shu-shu-shut up the dance)
Huh, huh, like, huh
Huh, huh, huh, listen
Huh, yo, huh, like, huh, like, huh, like
My LV belt like my life, I'm patterned
Daytona, on the list in Hatton
Rule number one, bad one don't flatten
Flex on a bitch, let it just happen
Don't say a word, DM's too bait
Bro's got a screenshot, tryna get laid
Got you thinkin' that you could've just squeezed one off real quick in the gaff and baked
[Verse 1: SINN6R]
Size medium, st-still fittin' in my girlfriend's T-shirts
I make half of the switch like revert's
When they see me in my girlfriend's T-shirt
It's Margiela, this ain't no cheap shirt
Diesel Denim, my drip transgender
Switchin' it out from a Tech to a female top
Man, I saw what you rocked in November (Like)
Ju-just made 20K, same damn song
Never seen 2K in your life, that's long
Like 2K, s-shoot till I bang
Get Telegram for the cocaine, gone
T-talk 'bout love, shit, I'm gone
Asian bitch in Tottenham, Son
All this shit bubblin' like bong
Smoke till the brain bangin' my chest like Kong
Yo, low waist, seein' her thong
This ain't no secret, Victoria's wrong
Man in the field, w-what's that real?
You're a lil' bro, like Anton
Geeked and freak 'cause she took another bomb
Life in Hell, could've swore I saw Von
Bags for the both and I had to just dead it
The hair come black out, the brain come blonde
My LV belt like my life, I'm patterned
Daytona, on the list in Hatton
Rule number one, bad one don't flatten
Flex on a bitch, let it just happen
Don't say a word, DM's too bait
Bro's got a screenshot, tryna get laid
Got you thinkin' that you could've just squeezed one off real quick in the gaff and baked
[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]
African man, two Cuban links
She give me the cat, no hair, like sphinx
I give 'em a slap for an eediat trick
All that cap, we don't do them tings
Outside, no cash, we don't do them tings
No shoes, no wap, we don't do them tings
Boxing your bae, we don't do them tings
Octavian, we don't do them tings
Huh, the AP plain, I've got two new rings
Brand new shank, still sharp in the dark
Might back off the Wock', I'm screwed back in
I step with a walk, I'm a work of art
My baddie collection extensive
Expensive, Hugh Heff' ain't on par
I make a entrance, then a exit
Blue top, yellow skin and she look like Marge
W-why they wanna take me for eediat?
Don't you know I punch up man in the rave, what dance?
Tryna get sturdy, I break off her arm
Decoy G, while I'm givin' them Lance
Decoy G, I used to break up a bar
Decoy G, I've got a shank in her skirt
They thought the mob boss ting was a character
Someone gotta show them all what was first
Yo, pull out the hearse
Ten v. one, who tryna get burst?
Mm, look at your gang go rock, paper, scissors, who tryna go first? (Uh)
P-put a G pack on a white girl, walk in the club, ain't tryna get searched
I-I can't rock Corteiz, I been rulin' the world, I've been breakin' the rules on Earth
My LV belt like my life, I'm patterned (Dayton—)
Daytona, on the list in Hatton
Rule number one, bad one don't flatten
Flex on a bitch, let it just happen
Don't say a word, DM's too bait
Bro's got a screenshot, tryna get laid
Got you thinkin' that you could've just squeezed one off real quick in the gaff and baked
[Outro]
Music is all I—
Music is all I— (S-shu-shu-)
M-m-music is all I— (S-shu-shu-)
M-m-music is all I— (S-shu-shut up the dance)
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