Lithe follows the intro’s numb pull on Euphoria with Royal Oak, the second track that slides in smooth on his debut album, out November 14, 2025, and it shines like that first real piece of ice on your wrist, a quiet brag wrapped in the weight of getting there.
He’s got this talent for making the come-up sound almost casual, and Royal Oak leans into that hard. Named after the Audemars Piguet classic, it’s Lithe reflecting on the grind that bought the glow-up, those late nights turning into boardroom nods without losing the street echo. The beat floats on wavy synths and a trap undercurrent that pulses low, his auto-tune threading through bars about loyalty tests and the friends who faded when the stakes climbed. It’s melodic but measured, less about shouting wins and more unpacking the isolation that tags along, produced in those quick East London flips where he keeps it personal.
This one’s the reflective pivot right after the opener on Euphoria’s 13-track flow, setting up the album’s tightrope walk between high life and hidden costs—from FaceTime’s Don Toliver collab that amps the energy midway to Hold Out’s solo close that lets it breathe out quiet. The whole project’s Lithe owning the blur of breakthrough, clocking around 35 minutes of no-waste flows over beats that shift from hazy to hard.
At 21, Lithe’s stacking moments that feel earned, coming off that EP’s chart bump and quick US spots where crowds matched his energy bar for bar. Euphoria’s him stepping out of the shadow of those early buzz tracks, turning the personal into something you lean into on repeat, like he’s not just rapping the ride but mapping it for the ones still grinding.
X perked up after the tracklist tease, folks clipping that Royal Oak preview over luxury watch unboxings and debating if it’s the sleeper that defines the tape.
Dive into the Royal Oak lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Euphoria tracks for more of Lithe’s hazy hustle.
Lyrics of Royal Oak by Lithe
[Intro]
Say, Uh
Turn Up
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Chorus]
I’m Up In The Moment
I Been Breaking Bread
Damn, It’s Getting Lonely With Money In The Benz
Put 120 On My Wrist Now, Tell Me What You Said
‘Cause If We Ain’t Making Dollars, Baby, I Ain’t Making Sense
[Verse 1]
And Now My B**ch Bad, Life Changed, F**k Did I Expect? Uh
Chains Going Stupid Now, Someone Keep The Tape, Yeah
Ain’t Doing [?] Used To Bounce A Check
And This Is More Than Money, Got My Family Out The Debt, Uh
[Pre-Chorus]
We Been In The Cut, Uh
Hammer Through The Street, Uh
[?] Whipping Grandma’s Five Speed, Uh
Calls Out To Charif, Uh, Money On Repeat, Uh
I Might Need Some Time, Baby
I Might Need Some Time, Baby
[Chorus]
I’m Up In The Moment
I Been Breaking Bread
Damn, It’s Getting Lonely With Money In The Benz
Put 120 On My Wrist Now, Tell Me What You Said
‘Cause If We Ain’t Making Dollars, Baby, I Ain’t Making Sense
I’m Tryna—
[Verse 2]
Shit, Yeah
Shit Ain’t Sitting Right, Uh, Yeah, Yeah
Thought I Paid The Price, Uh, Shit, Yeah
Shit Ain’t Sitting Right, Uh
But I’m Walking On The Line, Yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
We Been In The Cut, Uh
Hammer Through The Street, Uh
[?] Whipping Grandma’s Five Speed, Uh
Calls Out To Charif, Uh, Money On Repeat, Uh
I Might Need Some Time, Baby
I Might Need Some Time, Baby
[Chorus]
I’m Up In The Moment
I Been Breaking Bread
Damn, It’s Getting Lonely With Money In The Benz
Put 120 On My Wrist Now, Tell Me What You Said
’cause If We Ain’t Making Dollars, Baby, I Ain’t Making Sense
I’m Tryna—
[Outro]
I’m Up In The Moment
I Been Breaking Bread
Damn, It’s Getting Lonely With Money In The Benz
Put 120 On My Wrist Now, Tell Me What You Said
‘Cause If We Ain’t Making Dollars, Baby, This Don’t Make No Sense
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