LUH TYLER AND MAXO KREAM COLLABORATE FOR “WHATCHAMACALLIT”

Together, Maxo Kream and Luh Tyler have created the brand-new song “Whatchamacallit.”

The song, which was released on Saturday (October 1), included Houston and Florida artists that gave nothing but good feelings to the track.

The song is aptly named after a well-known candy bar because Maxo Kream and Luh Tyler move slowly, much like a slab of candy traveling down a Texas highway.

The proceedings are opened by Maxo Kream’s distinctive deep drawl.

“Ain’t no discussion, do no cuffin’/Flip a ho then Tyler toss ’em (Uh-huh)/Bullets drummin’ like percussion/Opps play dead just like a possum,” he spits.

Luh Tyler continues with his own distinct style and braggadocio.

Over the frantic instrumental, Tyler raps, “Bullets hot, they fuego/I wake up and chase dough/You wake up and chase hoes/You talking ’bout bands, I make those.”

The Southern rappers give a POV shot-heavy peek of their existence as rap stars in the video for “Whatchamacallit,” complete with women, fast vehicles, and diamond necklaces.

Maxo Kream entered the rap business in the early 2010s, but Luh Tyler is only now getting started and has no intention of stopping.

He disclosed that he began using marijuana as a teenager in an interview with The Progress Report podcast in July.

He admitted, “I ain’t gon’ lie, I was probably around 13.”

The host then asked about the peak point in his life that stands out to him the most. Instead of sharing a story from his early adolescence, Luh Tyler presented one from more recently that many viewers undoubtedly found familiar.

“Phone on 1%,” he said. The charger was immediately handed to me. I finished the blunt and allowed my phone to dead the entire time. Let my phone die while I’m holding the charger, and I’ll be high all the time. I’m holding some lighters. ‘Bro, where the lighter at?’ I already have lighter in my hand. I’m not going to lie, it’s a lot of high crap.

Someone apparently requested images of his sister’s feet in exchange for cash. He acknowledged that he found the request strange but that he had given it some thought.

He smiled, “I was about to do it [too].” I was planning to take a photo of her feet and email it to the dude, but n-ggas are weird, so I’m not sure.

“That shit was crazy right there, though,” he continued. Why would an n-gga want to examine some feet?