four

feat @mvisu

lyrics

(freemason)
i js had 2 block dis hoe can’t hml
hella diamonds on my watch but i can’t see da time
i been speedin crash da whip almost fuckin died
had 2 cut dis bitch off all she do is lie to me
all she do is lie
i’m wit tempo in the range pass the blunt to nai
i can’t wake up in anymore im way too fucking fried
bitch i walk up in da store buy some numba nine
rockin ysl, fly asl, bitch im slime asl
you can’t die as hell, trife as hell, up like parasail
why’d u lie 2 me? send a shell, send his ahh to hell 
i’m wit gang, we locked in, like a motha fuckin jail

(me)
yea

rockin ysl huh bitch im fly
yea she gettin mad she see it in my eyes
she like why you lie? she like “boy i see it, boy you so fuckin fried”
told the bitch “i hit the pack only 2 times”
bitch im way 2 slime
bitch im high like a plane
she told me she wan fuck me, she done stayed the same
bought the bitch i luv huh bought the bitch a fuckin range
yea my dad told me huh im the one of my time, im a 1of1 huh bitch im 1ofkind
yea my bitch so bad, she a dime
i js blocked da bitch, uh i cant waste my time

(freemason verse rpt)
i js had 2 block dis hoe can’t hml
hella diamonds on my watch but i can’t see da time
i been speedin crash da whip almost fuckin died
had 2 cut dis bitch off all she do is lie to me
all she do is lie
i’m wit tempo in the range pass the blunt to nai
i can’t wake up in anymore im way too fucking fried
bitch i walk up in da store buy some numba nine

number n(ine)

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featuring @mvisu
produced by marlys
cover by bandboichato

links
instagram.com/mvisusx
instagram.com/heartkartel
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instagram.com/bandboichato




lyrics

(yea)
sleep on da kid like a pillow
feel like @herb4k , i sign me a deal den i go straight 2 zillow
ian talkin no games bitch, but we give em a “halo”
hittin juggs wit da squad bitch, yk we gotta laylow
fuckin dis bih oh yuh she do it when i say so
i got a arp, g2c we ain aimin low
he wan talk on the gang
went out bought the coupe huh got rid of da range
movin big bodys ya stay in yo own lane
all black mask on boy i feel like bane
i got a chop n im letting it sang
yuh
it got fangs, it’ll bite u down
i’m the king of this shit boy gimmie a crown
he so fuckin lame boy he act like a clown
i’m off a perc 30 yea i jus made my lil bih frown
i jus told dat boy yuh, we gone send him down
to hell 

(@mvisu)

yuh
i might send dat boy to hell
on his block i push dat shit back like sum gel
make dis f&n stutter like pharrell (make it stutter)
fully clickin bussin ass jus like a belt
if my brother get locked up i pay that bail
i’m wit slime im wit kartel (me)
i ball hard like bradley beal yuh
im wit twin inside the range
we let it bang
u can’t hang wit us lil bro we all know that u jus a lame
bitch i’m back inside dat ho
u jus like to talk a lot u never drop dat low
bitch i’m innis ho wit my lil twin we let it blow

(verse repeat)

sleep on da kid like a pillow
feel like @herb4k , i sign me a deal den i go straight 2 zillow
ian talkin no games bitch, but we give em a “halo”
hittin juggs wit da squad bitch, yk we gotta laylow
fuckin dis bih oh yuh she do it when i say so
i got a arp, g2c we ain aimin low
he wan talk on the gang
went out bought the coupe huh got rid of da range
movin big bodys ya stay in yo own lane
all black mask on boy i feel like bane
(feel like bane, feel like bane, feel like bane)

hook (@mvisu)
yuh got my mask on innis ho (huh go)
i been on my rappin shi she like my flow (huh yea)
i might hop inside dat range n let it blow
i been on my business shit i might just go n do a show

hell w freemason (marlys)

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mixed and mastered by @mvisu
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eugh, eugh, eugh
on yo fucking block i light it up just like my spliff
gtf up off my line, u been talkin hella shit
boy im on ya fuckin street, shootin up w the stick
he say he want war turn his block to afghanistan
she wan fuck an opp, told her fuck a real man
hmph yea he a trans 
hit that bit from the back, break her legs lieutenant dan
he say he want fuckin beef, we gon jugg him out his bands
money green n blue, yea that shit got hella tan
carry fye up on my body, bitch i carry like 10
she want me to pay for her, i can’t pay for no fake tan
pfft
bitch i hit a play make 5k in 10 ways
flip a brick up in ya face, yuh turn it in 10k
if i need a band huh, bitch i jugg a chase
if i ever go broke huh, just know they shut down chase
pst pst
i got diamonds on my body, walk in smell like fuckin dank
they all know my fuckin name when i walk in the bank
told the bitch give yo phone ion do no fuckin cameras
i been high, i been lit, just like a candle
on yo fucking block i light it up just like my spliff
gtf up off my line, u been talkin hella shit
boy im on ya fuckin street, shootin up w the stick
he say he want war turn his block to afghanistan

afghanistan (anthonyramxs)

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last on this microphone set up

lets pick up where we left off

pick up where we left off

contact me and @glicko
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instagram.com/glickox
mixed by me and @mvisu

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prod anthonyramxs
fuck
sh-sh-she gon pull my pants down
i’m in da field im gon put ya mans down
i got sm money yea i put the bands down
huh, on the floor, put the bands up on the floor
dollar store, you been shopping at the dollar store
fuck
i can’t find it. i - i can’t find a flow
fuck
look at all my racks, yea that shit come in blue
i been smokin on that loud, you been smoking on that boof
sh-sh-she gon pull my pants down
i’m in da field im gon put ya mans down
i got sm money yea i put the bands down
huh, on the floor, put the bands up on the floor
dollar store, you been shopping at the dollar store
fuck
i can’t find it. i - i can’t find a flow
fuck
look at all my racks, yea that shit come in blue
i been smokin on that loud, you been smoking on that boof


(glickox)
i love to get high lets do it
you was in class, in school
i was movin packs in school
you actin dumb, why u do dat?
i’m bout to shoot bro move back
nah ion know u, who dat?
im in the store w 2 racks
stack of 20 on me i blew dat
threw dat
goo
i jump in the whip, pull the roof back
me n bro locked in in da stu
yooo
if u ain tapped in fuck uuu
finna go off the grid fuck everyone
bitch tryn pull my pants down she can’t get nun
i got switchy on my gun
smoke like stizzy in my lungs
u cant save me im far gone
get out get out get out
how u down bad still tryn say sumn?
i’m w bad bitch paint her face ya
pull up highway i’m tryna race yaaa

(snippet)
i got 4g on my phone
hit dis bih up wyo?
grab that glock do that boy wrong
this ho been tryn bump my song
get that money stack it long
up that fye come bust ya home 
i can’t fight i up the chrome
50 drum if he want smoke
big ahh glock what i tote
get that money stack it up
shoot my fye up out the truck
we might die ab our mud
on ya block clean that shit up
fuck ya block i light it up
say some shit abt my dead stg i leave u dead 
g2c gon rip ya head 
we make more then u can spend 
he a bitch he acting sped
i got poles he say online

pants down

pants down ft glickox (anthonyramxs)

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mixed by @mvisu
woahh
yahhh
yahhh
yah
told that bitch ha, told that bitch im finna fuck
i done caught that boy out but he a bitch he finna duck
in that trx my windows tinted (skrrt)
hot boxing shit u cant see inside the whip
dealing dope up in the trap you lil bitch i let my brothers in
yeah its on sight pussy boy wont see again
yeah i caught that boy out grab my g-lock
223, arp lil bitch it turn you into rock (duh duh duh)
this bitch wanna fuck the gang she gon catch the block
threw my glock up in the lake lil bitch it got too hot 
woahhh (yuh)
woahhh (yeah)
woahhh(yeah)
woahhh (yeah)
told that bitch ha, told that bitch im finna fuck
i done caught that boy out but he a bitch he finna duck
in that trx my windows tinted (skrrt)
hot boxing shit u cant see inside the whip
dealing dope up in the trap you lil bitch i let my brothers in
yeah its on sight pussy boy wont see again
yeah i caught that boy out grab my g-lock
223, arp lil bitch it turn you into rock (duh duh duh)
this bitch wanna fuck the gang she gon catch the block
threw my glock up in the lake lil bitch it got too hot 

(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeahhh, yeahhh)
(Ya)

tinted (tenshi)

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mixed by me and @mvisu

win (yvngonce)

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TINTED NEXT
mixed by me and @mvisu
prod fio

shoutout @tempo1

me and fio links (follow us)
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lyrics

walk in the spot idk myself
free my bro put him in that cell eugh
i took ya spot when u fell
n if u talking on my slime we send u hell
n if u talking on my bro we send nem shells
stayin on yo block bitch i knock u off eugh
i been runnin shit i feel like top dog (dog)
take yo fame we done watched u fuckin fall
this ho up in the paint she playing with my balls
we cuttin shit up i feel like im a saw
hah uh i been up in the cut
we go up out our way we dont give a fuck
he turn around i caught that boy tryna run
we smoke top shelf 3.5 my blunt
ma dukes done heard my song she say im da 1
and if u run up bitch u know i blow that gun
bitch that shit hot like the fuckin sun

walk in the spot idk myself
free my bro put him in that cell ahh
i took ya spot when u fell
n if u talking on my slime we send u hell
n if u talking on my bro we send nem shells
stayin on yo block bitch i knock u off
i been runnin shit i feel like top dog
take yo fame we done watched u fuckin fall
this ho up in the paint she playing with my balls
we cuttin shit up i feel like im a saw
hah uh i been up in the cut

walk in the spot idk myself
free my bro put him in that cell ahh
i took ya spot when u fell
n if u talking on my slime we send u hell
n if u talking on my bro we send nem shells
stayin on yo block bitch i knock u off
i been runnin shit i feel like top dog
take yo fame we done watched u fuckin fall
this ho up in the paint she playing with my balls

1of1 (fio)

stressed (tainykick)

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fio sent me this beatpack today btw

lyrics
woahhh (x4)
yea yea yea
i got shooters and they clutchin on that k
du du du bitch i’m breakin up yo face
yea my speaker knockin had to share all the bass
all the bass yea it make ya ho shake
all the bass yea it fuck up heartrate
i flipped that pack it made that boy hella dumb 
that boy took my flow cause im one of one
walked inside w my stick yeah my gun
i’m fuckin on yo ho ya i’m in her guts
fitty on my side yea im finna bust
walk him down caught that boy tryna run
sprayin like some mace bitch i got my ar 
yea i like to ball you boys needa play hard
big ass drum on aimin fuck
big ass drum on my gun i’m aiming for the heart
repppin free up in ts i been here since the start
blowing wood bitch ian blow no fucking cart
i could never blow that fake gas
that boy smoking shit he smoking straight trash
fuck a teacher i done walked up outta class
bad ho by the pool she shakin ass

i got shooters and they clutchin on that k
du du du bitch i’m breakin up yo face
yea my speaker knockin had to share all the bass
all the bass yea it make ya ho shake
all the bass yea it fuck up heartrate
i flipped that pack it made that boy hella dumb 
that boy took my flow cause im one of one

i got shooters and they clutchin on that k
du du du bitch i’m breakin up yo face
yea my speaker knockin had to share all the bass
all the bass yea it make ya ho shake
all the bass yea it fuck up heartrate
i flipped that pack it made that boy hella dumb 
that boy took my flow cause im one of one

(all the bass, all the bass, all the bass)

all the bass (fio)

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feat @sanovaparis

steppin shit up in balenci boots ugh

blue ft sanova (kade)

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prod fio n blastfahmi

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lyrics
uh i pop tags up on dis bitch eugh
i take you out if you ever try to snitch
run it up, yea i got the gang so rich
i flew a bitch from france, told that bitch she need a tan
said i made a 20 ball, yea that shit a grand slam
eugh fuck this ho so dumb, heard that she a fan
yea im goin dumb up in dis bitch legs up in the air
i’m buying what the fuck i want all they do is fuckin stare
yea my money long lil bitch like my mf hair
they said im unstopable, said “this shit not fair”
he don’t make no fuckin bread, told that boy i do not care
bitch i’m way too slime ong
push up get hit w that rod
big ass stick on me
big ass stick on me like cod
bitch boy will not push up
glocky doin pushups
yuhhh
glocky do that push up
smoke that pack bih call it mf kush up
these boy soft ash yea call em mf cushion
big ah rod up on my waist yea i push in
shipping packs all day bring the mf kush in
ya smoke that gas lil bih it’d knock ya on ya ass
ya smoke that gas lil bih wake up feelin thraxed
hit the ricky store we gone need all them bags
flew yo bitch out ong bought her a brand new ass

push up (fio + blastfahmi)

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Lyrics

(yea yea yea)
(Chorus)
Outside of this sh*t, I’m flippin’ packs I feel like Al Capone
Brodie sip the lean, pop the perc, now he feelin’ throwed
Brodie on that team, he gon’ slide, he gon’ up the score
Locked in like a b*tch, you been on d*ck, he just my f*ckin kid
Shooter gotta lazy eye, that boy built like f*ckin Sid (Sid the Sloth)
Boy you just my child, you jack my flow, you jack my swag
F*cked your h*e, I’m going dumb, went and bought her birkin bag
Shoutout bro, makin’ bands ha, we been in the trap
I blow it up, like Walter White, We ain’t talkin’ breakin bad

(Spents Verse)
Big A*s strap like Al Capone
Tame a B*tch like Minecraft Bone
Run up in your F*ckin* home (On God)
Yea, I’m thinking with the K
Brodie keep on playing with me we gon’ up sh*t in his face
(Bright and Spents)
I up the fye, dump the mag, B*tch I like to spray
H-H-Hop out while it’s bright we doin sh*t right in broad day
Sh*t I know that I’m the kid, I done paved the f*ckin way
G-Got your B*tch she in my Trackhawk and she trying to give me face

(Chorus)
Outside of this sh*t, I’m flippin’ packs I feel like Al Capone
Brodie sip the lean, pop the perc, now he feelin’ throwed
Brodie on that team, he gon’ slide, he gon’ up the score

(Freemason Verse)
B*tch best believe I’m touching provolone
Me and my boys on that block, yea that’s the wave I’m on
If I call my gang, they up that Glock cause they be moving wrong
If I walk around I’m with that knock no I don’t move alone (B*tch!)
Dunk that b*tch from 10 feet out I feel like Karl Malone (Oh let’s go!)
On that block I air it out, I spray like new cologne (Soray it out!)
Yea! Up in France I’m up in Pavyllon (F*ck they talking about !)
Yea, I slide dolo walk this path alone (Slide dolo!)
Black out Maybach
On my way back
B*tch don’t say that
I get up in my bag 
B*tch I really count cash (Say what!)
B*tch I really tote gat (Say what!)
B*tch I really smoke gas (Say what!)
B*tch I’m first and you last (Say what!)

(Chorus)
Outside of this sh*t, I’m flippin’ packs I feel like Al Capone
Brodie sip the lean, pop the perc, now he feelin’ throwed
Brodie on that team, he gon’ slide, he gon’ up the score

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