Lil Loaded - T'd Up (Trap Remix)

What It Means To Be King

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

INSTAGRAM @xlillucifer
PROD. @longlostzim @prxz
FT. @deadbeatvillains
@longlostzim wit da legs
(LYRICS)
"Lucifer"
glock on my hip let it shoot at ur face
pussy boy you a stain
give a fuck whachuu think
all these bitches izz fake 
so i stay in my lane
and i count up this cake
while this bitch give me face

and my blacked out trench coat came with a blade
bitch i pop out the cut just to let that shit swang
better hop off my dick beforee i let this shit bang
bitch my soul a trap star till i fuckin hit the grave

if u wanna ride with me 
bitch u finna die with me 
bitch im high as i can be 
bitch dont fuckin bother me
bitch dont fuckin follow me 
bitch dont fuckin talk to me
dont want no fake apology
keep that shit and go to sleep bitch...
"deadbeatvillain"
Numb drip go down my throat 

I might hang by tight rope

I shoot shit i like smoke

I can't miss a hard scope

Lock and loaded sniper

Bloody window wiper

Shawty bad I pipe her 

I don't even fucking like her

I just eliminate 
watch how they decimate 
my blade it penetrate 
save me for heaven's sake 
kill me or get it straight 
I'm good and demonstrate 
I do not get a break 
I just work everyday 

Back on the track get a crack in yo back
Got sum crack in the sack now I'm seeing all black

Can't take a joke then yo ass gets smacked

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FUCK OFF FT. DEADBEATVILLAIN (PROD. LONGLOST X PRXZ)

T R E N C H G O D S

Prod. Na$tii

Ft. @lefthandluck, @oniinc, @83hades, @jaealaska

Verse 1: @LeftHandLuck
She see the blood on the nation
Pull it with no hesitation 
Feed off the drugs in the basement 
Frozen and numb as I’m pacing 

Don’t fuck with your god said I’m pagan 
Mask on my face like I’m Jason 
Stacking that fate while you waking 
Make no mistake you’re forsaken 
Chorus: @TheRansomElite
Fuck em all
Till I fall
Like Nate Dogg imma set it off
Till I collapse imma give it all
Gotta bad bitch with yo girl on call
Ball out when I’m hype
Fuckin sleep when I die
Keep that thang on my side
Fuck it up until I die

Verse 2: @LeftHandLuck
Murder the barrier twice a day 
Further the areas, price to pay 
Your god ain’t been answering, like to pray 
Head in the dirt, get your sight to fade

Hand on my throat when I strike 
Guts in my coat, hit the night 
Bumpin that Lynch in the white. 
Gun on my dick with the sight

She keep on telling me “don’t catch a felony” 
I pull it faster, you pussies got hell to see
Mind of a bastard, you thought you were telling me
Murdered the masters, they thought they were sellin me

Further the faction, it’s fuck your philosophy 
Inflicting my actions since I was a prodigy
Pull up and flex when I’m out on the odyssey
Feet on their necks and it’s fuck your apology.

Chorus

Bridge: @TheRansomElite
Fuck it up fuck it up
Couldn’t give one single fuck
Wanted my money I wanted your trust
Shigaraki couldn’t touch I’ll turn you to dust

Verse 3: Na$tii
Suicide , In my mind But 
I’m gonna catch A body Fore a bullet hit mine
If I’m gonna catch a case May as well catch 9
Bitch I’m gonna burn the place Down Let us all die
I don’t see an end, I just see an m
Put the poison in my veins , Let it all sink in
I don’t wanna feel a thing I just wanna rot in piece
Bitch you coming for the king Leave you headless on your knees 
Told y’all to bow, still on feet 
Dump a whole clip, You obsolete 
Insomniac, With a Semtex Where the party at
Do another line And watch it stop my fucking cardiac 
Run in to your trap Tripping heavy causing heart attacks
Reaching for ya strap Blade will cut you like the zodiac 
Vision going blurry Leave ya body in cul de sac
Wash my fucking hands and get the fuck back in the Cadillac

Verse 4: @83Hades

Chorus:

Verse 5: @JaeAlaska
stomp out the front im the one im the chosen 
my n*** come come try me i bleed for the lonely 
alone by myself 
had a blade that tucked 
a n*** was quiet i aint give a f*** 
fast forward to now and i care a lot less 
cuz the backwoods what i need to function 
f*** with the seven that word to my niggas 
this jinjuraki gon start mass destruction

Verse 6: Na$tii

bitch I’m gonna 
fucking split his wig 
I’ll leave him leaking in his own house
kick the fucking do’
get to dumping where’s yo pole now
breaking up the rocks 
steady dripping in my throat how
hard you gonna fight 
I got the barrel to ya dome blow 
go home wash the blood outta my finger nails 
drink until Im fucking puking and my skin is pale
cut an inch outta my wrist n get to praying
bitch I can even fucking say it bitch I’m waiting for this shit to fail
won’t lie I shoulda stayed in gutter
I wish I didn’t wanna die or wanna suffer 
every time I know my voice is getting rougher
wish I didn’t give a fuck about the numbers
watch his head snap back like rubber
caught him slipping when I hit him w the upper
watch my skin snap back like rubber
I ain’t ever been shit dirty cutter

HARD TRAP TYPE BEAT - 50 Cal. (SH!N47)

HXLLXW47 (HOLLOW47)

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