my insta # @bornfromkarma
prod insta # @proddb808
prod sc # @proddb808
mixed and mastered by me + db

juno

juno prod db808

Prod By: @dxnieldior
Featuring: @danikiyoko
Mixed & Mastered By: Me

Ricky Bobby (Feat. Dani Kiyoko)

Explicit.

7eddy - Clutch

Prod. isthatrage

Too Many Questions LLC

[[[lyrics]]]

Yeah

I'mma leave that boy up in the dust
I ain't really fuck with them cause they don't fuck with us
When they talkin racks I come in clutch
I made too much bands now I don't know who to trust
12 tryna put me in some cuffs (cuffs)
I was talkin racks while you was talkin bucks (bucks)
All them boys they some pussy they some cucks (cucks)
Yeah I know they mad cuz I don't give a fuck (fuck yeah)

Yeah pockets fat, my bitch a bad one
Pop the whip and do the dash I'm finna go fast shun
Yo bitch like my diamond chain, I'm gon make that ass jump
Don't be talkin on my name, unless you got a backup

(2, 2) 2 tone on my wrist
Don't ask me where I got it cuz I gotta plead the fifth
Got yo bitch up on my dick, served it with a dish
Yeah they tryna take they shot but I swear they always miss huh

I'mma leave that boy up in the dust
I ain't really fuck with them cause they don't fuck with us
When they talkin racks I come in clutch
I made too much bands now I don't know who to trust
12 tryna put me in some cuffs (cuffs)
I was talkin racks while you was talkin bucks (bucks)
All them boys they some pussy they some cucks (cucks)
Yeah I know they mad cuz I don't give a fuck (fuck yeah)

VISUALS

CLUTCH [prod. isthatrage]

Prod skreer
If they Lyin all the time i aint wastin no time on u
cant give no bitch my heart I aint spendin my life w u
if i told u u my brother den ill ride 4 u

went from 1 to a 6
I got choppas n sticks
y he hittin my phone
i wont beef bout a bitch
if it aint bout sum racks
then im blockin ur shit
i got prada my coat
mix ts w sum rick

17 w geos on my feet
the brick game pay my fees I hit the streets
bitch jus hit my phone
she like where u at boy where u b
I just hit the uk im w/T
bitch i love yo style
fuck dem other hoes they aint my speed
fuck dem other hoes they aint yo league
she like xay I hate u but u turned me to a freak
i jus hit this hoe n took a flight down to the east

I cant hit u back cos u gn fuck w all my breesh
I jus speak my mind n talk my shit my brother preach
I dont believe in love sum time go by then they gn leave
bitch im bout my bread if i go broke then I cant sleep

dont be wifin hoes then get surprised when they go treesh
I told bro dw these hoes cos they b cheap
i told bro dw bout these hoes thats how they b
we from a place where u do yo thing n they gn leach

he say she say this
i gotta use my mind why'd i fuck this hoe she played as shit
i gotta use my time n hit my bank we paid as shit
they kno who we is we hit the club they play ts
I cant drive no murci i gotta cop me the latest shit
i cant have no mercy u gn do me wrong n stain my shit
i cant take u back if u pick that side den stay w him
i cant take u back if u pick that side go play w dem

murcielago

prod @runlexthewave

lyrics 
i don’t got answers for nobody
high as hell prolly
oh i feel godly
she just popped a oxi
she just popped a 
(at the same time)
she just popped a molly
she eat it like lolly
jump i go all in
jump yea im balling
jump up im not falling
in that big body jeep it just crawlin

yea i seen you text my phone won’t you call it?
got my racks taller
yea i love the dollars
she give me head scholar
she get slayed, slaughtered
yea this ho just want a bottle 
you get cut off quick i’m a barber
yea im swinging my pole, peter parker
pour in the sprite, this shit getting darker
yea i jus draw on her face like a marker 
yea we got sticks and drums travis barker
yea she know im the one, yea

at the same time

u Cant p. acex8_

#pain

lyrics:

we get fly
we get fly
we get fly
we get fly
we're traumatized 
traumatized 
traumatized
traumatized
so we get high
we get high
we get high
we get high
we get fly 
we get fly 
we get fly 
we get fly
we're traumatized 
we're traumatized
we're trauamtized
so we get high 

so we get high 

we're traumatized

Im Bulletproof
Im Bulletproof
Im Bulletproof
Im Bulletproof
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through

we aint sober 

we aint ever sober 

when its over 

wake me when its over

got a hunnit rounds if a fuck boy want it 

we live life like we most wanted

we pop seals we codeine dreamin

is my life real I can't feel it 

we party like project x 

hate me I could give a fuck less

if there's money involved it make sense

we turn up cant turn down
we turn up cant turn down 
we turn up cant turn down 
we turn up cant turn down
we turn up cant turn down
we turn up cant turn down 
we turn up cant turn down 
we turn up cant turn down

Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through

Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds 
Not a Hunnit Rounds
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through 
It aint going through

100 ROUNDS #DJPAIN EXCLUSIVE

vocals by ianzmind, synful & d0llywood1
produced by c0rrale5

TREAD ON ME [PROD. C0RRALE5]

i got shades on, i can't even see clearly
off the molly now, my chest feelin heavy
she was down bad, now she actin real petty
left me cold like, she don't even need me
brought the fye in the club i call that "fun shit"
make the trap jump, we turn up the function
fine shyt with me, we boutta get dumb lit
bands on me, nothing came from something

every time i try, you won't let me get away
you be in my head, like you got some rent to pay
sippin on this lean, just to make the world sway
told me "it was real" now you throw that love away

tried to buy your love, but it cost to pay the fee
took a hundred pills just to sleep and barely dream
say you "movin on" but you still be watchin me
if you really healed, why you stalkin every tweet?

i got shades on, i can't even see clearly
off the molly now, my chest feelin heavy
she was down bad, now she actin real petty
left me cold like, she don't even need me
brought the fye in the club i call that "fun shit"
make the trap jump, we turn up the function
fine shyt with me, we boutta get dumb lit
bands on me, nothing came from something

need me (mowz)

saber