As the winter chill sets in, A$AP Rocky stirs the pot with a hazy confession that feels like a late-night whisper from the edge of indulgence. “Whiskey (RELEASE ME)” simmers with that intoxicating pull of desire unchecked, where the burn of the liquor mirrors the heat of fleeting connections and unapologetic highs. Dropped as a teaser from his long-awaited DON’T BE DUMB, it’s Rocky channeling years of pent-up evolution into a track that blurs the line between seduction and self-sabotage, pulling in Damon Albarn‘s ethereal croon and Westside Gunn‘s gritty interlude for a vibe that’s equal parts vulnerable and victorious.
| Lead Vocals | A$AP Rocky, Westside Gunn & Damon Albarn |
| Songwriter | A$AP Rocky, Westside Gunn, Damon Albarn & Clams Casino |
| Music Producer | Clams Casino |
| Label | A$AP Worldwide, RCA Records & Sony Music Entertainment |
| Release Date | January 16, 2026 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | A$AP Worldwide, RCA Records & Sony Music Entertainment |
Lyrics of Whiskey (RELEASE ME) by A$AP Rocky
[Intro: A$AP Rocky & Damon Albarn]
We Been (Baby)
Thinking For Some Time Now (Time Now)
Don’t Need To Take No Time Off (Baby)
‘Cause I Want You Right Now (Right About Now)
Right Now (Right Now)
Sing, Song
No Need To Take Some Time Off
Right Now
We Been
Anymore Of Your Lv In [?][0:45]
Tipsy, Kiss Me So Wet, They Make Bridges
I Don’t, I Don’t Burn No Bridges
Tryna Hold It In, I Don’t Burn No Friendships
Tryna Hold It In, I Don’t Burn No Bridges (Time Off)
Tryna Hold It In, I Don’t Burn No Friendships
Tryna Hold It In, I Don’t Burn No Bridges (Now)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Damon Albarn]
How Could I Resist?
Wanna Get High As We Can Get And That’s How We Exist (We Be)
They Def’ Don’t Play Like They Don’t Hear The Kid, Read His Lips
How To Be A Pimp? How To Be Legit? (Time Off)
And Live To See This Shit, And Die With What You Pick
It All Depends, Is She Gon’ Get Freaky And Share With All Her Friends? (Oh)
The Neighbors Gon’ Sleep Peacefully Or Hear It Through The Vents
These Boys Gon’ Finally Give Me Credit For Settin’ All These Trends (Oh, Right Now)
[Verse: A$AP Rocky]
If I Come Correct, She Might Give Me Sex ’cause I’m Way To Grown To Flex
Way Too, Way Too Grown To Stress You, I Know How It Feels
To Break Up Over Text, Make-up Over Sex
Make Her Holla “Yes, Yes, Yes,” No Tourette’s (Uh)
In And Out, Our Love Spills (Uh), You Can Tell We Fuck Still (Uh)
Tend To Get A Rush Still, But Out Of Respect
What Do You Expect? We Don’t Work, It’s No Regrets
And I Only Wish The Best For You, Hope You Stayin’ Blessed
Feelin’ Like, You Ain’t Feelin’ Like I’m Really That Nigga
Kill The Hype, Just Don’t Kill The Mic, I Really Might Kill You
Got Me Feelin’ Nice, Time To Kill The Lights
She Like It In The Dungeon, Fam, Now, Killer Mike
If I Show Respect (Ooh, Ooh)
She Gon’ Give Me Threesomes, Never Four Or Less (Ooh, Ooh)
She Gon’ Make Me Pre-cum, Left It On Her Chest (Ooh, Ooh)
They Like Where You Get This Beat From? Left That Ho Erect
Like You Ain’t Sign No Prenup, Where You Get Your Ring From?
Jumping In The Crowd, Throwin’ Sets Durin’ Sets
I Don’t Even Sweat Durin’ Sex, I’m A Vet’, Bitch
Got You Buck Naked, Hickeys On Your Neck And Back
Bring That, Bring That Back To Bed, She Like, “How Could I Resist?”
[Chorus: A$ap Rocky & Damon Albarn]
Wanna Get High As We Can Get And That’s How We Exist (We Be)
They Def’ Don’t Play Like They Don’t Hear The Kid, Read His Lips
How To Be A Pimp? How To Be Legit? (Time Off)
And Live To See This Shit, And Die With What You Pick
It All Depends, Is She Gon’ Get Freaky And Share With All Her Friends? (Oh)
The Neighbors Gon’ Sleep Peacefully Or Hear It Through The Vents
These Boys Gon’ Finally Give Me Credit For Settin’ All These Trends (Oh)
[Outro: A$AP Rocky, Damon Albarn & Westside Gunn]
It Is Set Out (Brrr, Ayo)
In The Bay, Birds (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Call, “Can’t You Release Me?” (Ayo)
No Ice, No Chaser (That’s Right, Grr)
No Fronto, Just Paper (Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom)
This Feeling For Me (Get High)
Whiskey
No Ice, No Chaser (Brrt)
I Can’t Replace Her
This Feeling Like
Whiskey (Grrr)
No Fun, No Paper (Doot-doot, Grrr)
Nothing Can Replace Her (Ayo, Ayo, Ayo)
This Feeling Like (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Whiskey (Skrrt)
No Fun, No Paper
Nothing Can Replace Her
Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boom
About “Whiskey (RELEASE ME) by A$AP Rocky”
Rocky pours out the temptation in “Whiskey (RELEASE ME),” a smoky elixir of trap soul where surrender tastes like freedom—smooth, sharp, and impossible to spit out.
Beneath its velvet surface, the song weaves a tapestry of modern hedonism: verses that toy with the push-pull of grown-up romance, from makeup sex over text breakups to the thrill of setting trends that cramp the competition. The mood is languid yet electric, evoking dimly lit hotel rooms and after-hours confessions, all laced with Rocky’s signature blend of Harlem bravado and psychedelic introspection. Genre-wise, it’s alternative hip-hop at its most refined—dreamy and distorted, far from the rote flexes of mainstream rap. Clams Casino’s production seals the deal, layering ethereal synths and submerged 808s that recall his early work on Live. Love. A$AP, but matured into something cinematic, like a noir film scored for the streaming age.
Framed within DON’T BE DUMB, Rocky’s first full album since 2018’s Testing, this cut anchors the project’s “ghetto love tale” narrative—a rumored nod to his whirlwind romance with Rihanna, painted in broad strokes of loyalty, loss, and lavish escape. The album’s artistic vision pulses with Rocky’s multimedia flair: Tim Burton-designed artwork that turns tracks into a “movie,” interspersed skits like “Interrogation” that nod to his Swedish incarceration saga, and a tracklist blending raw freestyles with polished gems. Collaborators like Albarn bring Britpop melancholy, while Gunn injects Buffalo’s underground menace, creating a sonic quilt that’s as eclectic as Rocky’s A$AP Mob roots.
Slated for official release on January 16—just days away via A$AP Worldwide—the album’s already a powder keg, with lead single “Punk Rocky” dropping earlier this month and early leaks from December 2025 fueling fan frenzy. No big-label rollout here; it’s pure Rocky independence, teased through cryptic merch drops and social media riddles since 2018. Whispers of Spotify pre-saves are buzzing, alongside Juicy J’s confirmed production contributions, hinting at a rollout packed with visuals that could rival his Cozy Tapes era.
At 37, Rocky enters this phase as rap’s ultimate shape-shifter—fresh off fatherhood, OVO Sound ventures, and a pivot toward high-fashion patronage that’s kept him culturally omnipresent without overexposure. “Whiskey” reflects that growth: less about proving street cred, more about dissecting the haze of fame’s temptations, evolving his discography from mixtape firestarters to conceptual odysseys. In a catalog stacked with landmarks like Long. Live. A$AP, it stands as a bridge, reminding us why Rocky’s voice—wry, weary, wondrous—still commands the zeitgeist.
This isn’t just a song; it’s a snapshot of resilience, where resisting the pull of excess becomes the ultimate flex. As DON’T BE DUMB looms, expect it to redefine Rocky’s legacy, one blurred boundary at a time.
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