whotf is shokocho

fire 
Prod. ANH
YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qYZUppI7X9c

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Billy Marchiafava & Shotgun Willy - Mardi Gras

I've been meaning to remake this track with cleaner vocals (and a better name), but haven't found any up until now. Here's the original: https://soundcloud.com/sycrith-the-squid/who-dat-phone

WHO DAT BOY ON DAT PHONE

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

G59Records.com

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

Tyler The Creator - The Sunseeker (Louis Vuitton Album)

RAGE!

Freddie Dredd - Frank Miller (Snippet Version)

my verse:

steppin thru, mr goody two shoes

try n buss a move, he gon leave wit loose screws uh

yeah, and dis chop a 2 2 (22)

pull up promise you lose

we some dogs blues clues

out my body like i sipped a whos who

way she work it like she got a hoola hoop aye

fly fit, see the wings, hooty hoo aye

creepin thru, sniff him out, scooby doo aye

what it is, what the word, what it do

what the fuck, what is dis, is it fye, yeah iss true

hit up fony for a pack, finna hit a beat or two

inna stu, im wit arsx finna show what he can do, aye

spillin green up onna lap

she eat da banana like a monkey imma act

i hang wit my bruddas prolly think that we the kratts

know dis chop will poke him heat em up just like a tat

they say they the shit but i compare dem to the scat

i cant ever focus cus im trippin off a sack

i aint got a tee, put dat boy up on a plaque

i just bought a half i never run up outta gas

i aint finna trip, know dis thing’ll blow him back

hittin onna pack, like a freak im finna act

i aint finna stop, bitch im gettin to da racks

they cant ever top, arsonist up on da track

BLUES CLUES [W/ ARSX] [FONY WALLACE]

i know what you did last summer (prod. makn)

ADVICE OR VICES

MUSIC VIDEO

MARLBORO REDS (Prod. OMXNEMO)

prod: pxlisdid
YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNqrHzrw-Nw

Phineas And Ferb

YOU'RE NOT GOD (Prod $outh$ideplaya)

Gucci Mane - 15th And The 1st(Ft. Waka Flocka Flame  & YG Hootie)

Dive Into Gravity - Sonic Riders: Zero Gravity

OFFICIAL VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQRsDx11pCg

[VERSE I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]

all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
grey the fucking gang
boy stay in your lane
never high
just maintain
hate this fame
hate this game
take these shoes
last a day
oil flowing through my veins
lil remains that make that stain
y'all look good in cellophane mane
insane
real blade
swing it through your fucking brain
i said fuck 'em
we got a problem?
what you gonna do with it?
i think nada
just a persona
and i'm nirvana
popping xans to make you mad i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the coke white snow floating
river road shawty
yung christ the one chosen
slick tote the AK47 stolen
woadie joscin' 

[VERSE II: SNOWMANE]

all of yall are oversaturating 'preme and bape
bitch its FTP all fucking day
all yall look the fucking same
fuck the fame
fuck a lane
bitch i'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
bitch i pull up with the K
K9 by my right leg until i say OK
K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is G*59 until the grave
1 color
2 numbers
3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i'm like fuck the others
ima bring the ruckus
i might fuck your bitch
she swears she suffers under the covers
ima hell hound
hell bound
shawty wanna die
ima sell pounds
shawty said she might let them bells pound
shawty wanna cry
i'm like fuck
every night keep turning black
i close my eyes

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

2ND HAND

Lyrics (Prod. @twdutchman)

Okay I just hacked the mainframe 
Load up/and jack in/I'm online
Programmed to kill all/and everything 
Black skies to drown out the sunshine 

Your head/is high priced/for anybody 
Let the hunt begin/nigga we on the way
Steam powered/machines/remote sentry 
Bullet holes fly through walls of my brain

Am I In Luck 
Are you the one to KILL ME?

Is it a crime to chase death and thrill seek?

Do me deadly/the pain is heavy 
The bullets plenty/pull the trigger 
On every figure until it's empty/keep
My coffin prepared/the devil should expect me/
it's not polite if you stare/my bullets face friendly 

Death wish/the best kiss/is lifeless
DEATHTRAP/a dirt nap for myself/
Not depressed but still distressed 
My thoughts flare/gun fights/on satellites 
In mid air

White lies in my mind...I can't stay this way.