lyrics

f-f-film dis shit like dax flame
flex 2 guns like max payne
s-s-sending shots
ya bullet rain
w-want some smoke come feel da pain
t-t-talkin like you kno my name
b-b-bitch im up
step up yo game
she tryn fuck cause i got fame
m-mask up on me like im bane
i cant fuck no stupid lame
l-l-love my bro he stayed the same
d-d-do dis shit jus for my bros
c-c-cashin out im at da show
i cant fuck dat slutty hoe
s-she wan bread
like bitch you broke
get some bucks
like yous a joke
f-fuck dat hoe
like how you choke
r-r-rollin gas
yeah smokin dope
off dat x and bitch i float
take dat pack den imma go
t-t-this bih gon call me a goat
b-bitch im posted inna A
s-s-swangin up my fuckin drac
shots-shots up to yo fuckin face
bitch i kno dat yous a fake
shoutout my bro he keep dat K
r-run up li boy, yea u late
p-put some money on my plate
put some purpose on my name
d-d-do dat shit, dis ain no game
shot-shots up to you got some aim

dax flame (gensaint)

lyrics

bitch uh
c-catch a small hat
movin shit like baghdad
s-she said im a bad man
mixin shit like labrat
w-whip it, fuck it crash dat
t-told my bro come pass dat
c-can you tell the truth
my bro gon up dat tool
f-fuck it, shoot at you
ball out bitch with the crew
t-thumbin thru da racks
i told dat bitch come shake some ass
they like boy you hungry, im addicted to the cash
p-pull up to the party
bitch i got the speakers blast
hunnid commas everyday, im movin wit a bag
bitch im way too different i dont sit up on my ass
m-movin with a purpose i can never be too sad
let down, i got too tired
o-off dat perc, i got too higher
do dis shit i got no stylist
i cant let nobody control
bitch i kick it way too hard, im boolin wit my whoa
yeah the bets on
c-come and try it
in-in dis bitch im way too flawless
yea you fall off, bitch i call it
bitch too hot, i switch the topic
i get too damn pop like rocket
d-do dis shit, bitch i ain stop it
damn, really did dis on my fuckin own
man i love it when im really back at home

labrat (sewz & bsu)

lyrics

yeah
dis hoe pickin s-sides
push up onnat bitch, she thought i lied
tap-tapped him in da head 
caught by suprise
c-catch a hat, i crack his skull im innit
do dis shit i kno im winnin
you ain on dat level
you cant do it like me li bih oh
t-took a flight to LA, im with dami in yo city hoe
ion give a fuck bout clout
im in dis shit just for the fucks of it
s-shawty pull up on me, i said go ahead
go and rub dat shit
knock-knocka in da jeans
you see me sagging with the purple clip
s-steady countin blue 
but li bih hell nah i aint fuckin crip
emo bitch up on me, said she suicidal slit her wrist
im too twisted off the henny, got me actin illiterate 
f-freaky hoe up on me and she touchin on her cliterus
man dis bitch too crazy, start to think dat she delirious
p-put da barrel thru his throat dat boy actin too curious
vans on the feet, li boy i be off the wall
f-flippin thru da racks, i gotta stack the money tall
m-micro drac gon blow yo face off
dont give fucks at all
d-do dis for the love and passion
fuck it bitch i ball

(damiku verse)

mask on like im haku get u iced
we got hella glocks n awps it get u sniped
tryna fuck a couple bad bitches asian like they TWICE
had a threesome w them bitch they came thrice 
why u talkin shit like i wont slide
bitch yk my fuckin whip always in drive
spin around w the stick u gon die
up it out the window 45 gon leave u dry

noone gives a fuck abt ur broke lame ass
i been shootin shit yall js do the dash
axxad got the stick frosty got the cash
said u got sum shit run up it get snatched

money in my pockets make yo bitch say woah
we do the race juggin arps n gold
i js switched it up one time now they cant escape the flow
im up w frosty in the tundra where it snow

sides ft. damiku (rckstar & duoface & romel)

lyrics

yeah yeah yeah
z-zoomin bitch im slidin
f-fuck yo bitch she ridin
shot em, now he dyin
g-got a pussy li boy cryin
w-walk inside the bitches eyein
c-caught dat li bitch why u spyin
c-cuttup on her throat
made dat li bitch choke
s-said i need it 
i need mo
b-bitch i need some dope
f-fuck it, up dat scope
i-ima fuck her den i ghost
spend a thou-thousand on some clothes
p-pull up block, i shoot like scottie
ridin innat rari
o-off dat yayo, tony rari
s-speakers, b-boomin blast
yea, swerve it
do da d-dash
im like f-fuck you kiss my ass
told dat b-bitch we not gon last
bitch im steady movin
ridin innat rover
party h-hard like Casanova
shou-shoutout my brother nova
ima pass you, get no closer
u-up dat semi flip u over
p-party got it jump
y-yeah, b-bad bitch gettin crunk
o-off dat henny way too drunk
ive been up, i never f-flunked
yeah, yo bitch havin fun
h-hit me up like can you come
b-bitch im set havin money, havin guns, havin sex yea
w-wokeup outta bed, dey said dat im heaven sent ya
like b-bitch i need some bread, i cant stay up onna bed yea
a-all yall boys some frauds yall be cliqued up onna net yea
i cant f-fuck with a thot dat be on some silly bullshit
b-bitch im goin for da win
i cant never, f-fuckin lose shit
yeah my b-brodie hop up innat splat
t-thought dat he gon lose it

($tr4uss verse)
im tossin dis bitch round like a fuckin horseshoe
fuck sparin up these tales, im finna bore you
i told dat bitch to her face dat im finna score you
i cant fuck wit dis whore her crib got mildew
told dis bitch like 20 times im finna fail you
talkin on my name den frosty might just kill you
we gon drill you, pull up we gon drill you
popout wit my fuckin brudders, we might kill you
if i killed you i wouldnt even fuckin shoot you
make you die slow
make you die slow
make you die slow
bitch im pourin up some dro
me and frosty at yo residence
finna kick yo door
bitch i hate the fuckin president, but i wish i had mo
you a broke lazy bitch and you got a dirty backpack
im wit frosty in dis bitch, 130 backpack
bitch we mobbin thru da A, red scatpack
304s out da way
i aint tap dat
i aint tap dat
pussy i aint tap dat

casanova ft. $tr4uss (prettyclxud)

older reupload btw~

hot asf out to kill w a duckbill
its all over fuccn soon thats the fuccn thrill
take the past n i crush it w the fuccn pill
ya this might b my last b4 i fall ill
just look @ my face n its all still
ya come to my place we could talk still
100 on the highway bass kill my fuccn ears
talk loose uon live no more fuccn years
all alone w my blunt n my fuccn tears
gtg now i dont wanna b here
ya i rip the fuccn bong n it stay clear
so fuccn fried ima lay here
ya i got a fuccn blade u get flayed here
pu to the fuccn spot #T1 play here
pass the j smoking gas everyday here

ya yk im fucced up so that it dont hurt
walk up in the fuccn place like im the owner
got a fuccn problem u gon b a doner
ya its stickin out my pants like a boner
we dont rlly fuccn talk ion phone her
paranoia check like every corner
we're not supposed to cross that border
suffer from idgas disorder
ya i walk thru the door w a quarter
take ur bich to the back ya i tore her
niggas still tryna scam wrong orders

boom yay - it sucks (boom yay)

kra$h - OMGFukkThisLyfe @KrashUhFuneral

FROSTY X $TR4USS - 1800 (DIGITAL ROK)

tore - myself @kubelis

do yo shit

не могу так, да
x5


я как morph из доты
с меня стекает лишь вода
я слишком много шуток слышал
знаешь, тебе не понять
тебе мой скилл не перенять
и знай, ты выглядишь как блядь
я слишком много раз пытался
тебе это не понять
и скилл теперь уровня - блядь
не накурюсь теперь опять
скажи что теперь опять
не хватит два, мне нужно пять
если я курю, то я курю
только блядь громко
во мне много сладкого
сейчас как willy wonka
ты знаешь, что я могу щас вытворять
помню сильно накурился
думал вернул время вспять 
очень сильно испугался 
ведь я год сидел на таблах
я крутил третий косой
думал кончиться бумага

я как morph из доты
с меня стекает лишь вода
я слишком много шуток слышал
знаешь, тебе не понять
тебе мой скилл не перенять
и знай, ты выглядишь как блядь
я слишком много раз пытался
тебе это не понять
и скилл теперь уровня - блядь
не накурюсь теперь опять
скажи что теперь опять
не хватит два, мне нужно пять


prod. hiotaara & flowzy
