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turn 2 drugs feat. zodiak (manyfaces, morioh)

jssr - albino wit velli

Heathen (8nfra toker prynce)

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⨢M̟A̟Y̟H̟E̟M̟⨢

Graviti (insofaze)

Geek Out (morioh)

(Toker)
(Divine)

(The Most High)

Fucking voice gone, bro
Come on, come on

Yuh, yuh,
Uh, C’mon
It’s that new talk, new swag
Had to pull up on a brother in Affliction
I had to work my fucking ass off
Staying on this shit, I ain’t never switching
Bitch, I swear down, I can’t stop making music
This shit be like an addiction
Feel like I’m fucking James Bond,
I can’t really tell nobody I be on this mission
I be in London, had to pull the knife on ‘em
Feel like chef, like I’m in the kitchen

Yeah, it’s that kid that be always on that weird shit 
But them man still listen
This shit not even no competition
I sound better than all them man when I’m pissing (No lie)
I had to cut off all the brothers that be hindering me,
Snakes stay hissing
I ain’t never slipping,
Boy, I’m big tripping
Boy, I’m fucking sipping
Yeah, on blood (come on, come on)
When I pour up I pour a couple fucking war crimes in my cup, yuh
These sly motherfuckers tryna sweet talk, act like slugs huh
I be in the fucking swamp, sipping dirty
Boy I’m sipping mud, yuh
(Shut up, shut up)
Huh, yeah
Schiz Flow
Chatting shit, I threw him out the window
I’m in the fucking Limbo
Step outside, them man say “Boy, that’s him tho” (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, flying in the bomber jet,
I don’t give a fuck about your fucking limo
I’m fine be on them Billboards
8nfra takeover, I’m a sex symbol
 (I sold my soul and mind to BOTOX)
Fucking told you, man

Yuh, yuh,
Uh, C’mon
It’s that new talk, new swag
Had to pull up on a brother in Affliction
I had to work my fucking ass off
Staying on this shit, I ain’t never switching
Bitch, I swear down, I can’t stop making music
This shit be like an addiction
Feel like I’m fucking James Bond,
I can’t really tell nobody I be on this mission
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)

Affliction (toker)

Ima Bad Person 2 Prod 2sided Synthetic

1) режим (prod. @fumiko! & @lyf3n2k & @b0z0g33k)
2) игра поперла ft. madk1d & lfy (prod. arce)
3) 812 ft. waunty812 (https://t.me/waunty812) (prod. 2killyoshi & 555kenichi & dj pizdalet)
4) эщкерегенг skit 
5) форэн флоу (prod. 555kenichi & youngslashprod)

паранойя гуфи микс III (+madk1d & lfy & waunty812)

Produced by 8nfra

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad

I’m tryna make this paper
Speak to you later, ain’t tryna chat
Baddie is bad and I’m calling her brat
One puff, I’ma lace that crap
Two puff, I’ma lace that crap
Wake up think about making this paper
Feel like my name Eugene Krabs
I do not care ‘bout how much you paying
You ain’t gon’ hop on this fucking track
One ting come from Japan
Other one come from DAMAC
I had to cut off the yes men
Breaking the bed like it’s wrestling
Can’t even finish a sentence
I gotta get me my check in
Step out the plane, international man
Go to the hotel for the check-in
White in her nose like dressing
Whi- White in her nose like dressing
Hold on, think I’m digressing
I’m tryna make a move
Calling up S0re, that brudda my best friend
I’m tryna make some moves
I’m calling up Gorskiyy, that’s my bredrin
Do you get it? 
Man like Wayne
My brudda outside with Adonis
My brudda out with the baby Drake
All them man do is spend time on the internet
Them man like Lain
Chatting about some next man, like it’s imporant
This shit ain’t no game
So why they keep playing? 

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad
Spinning the block, you mad? 

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad
Spinning the block, you mad?

She Mad

[Intro: Omni]
(I-I-Icy)
(Yeah, huh, huh, huh, wah)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh, wah)
Yeah, huh (Huh, huh, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 1: Omni]
Chillin ' on the top floor eatin hibachi with a bad bitch, nigga cause I'm like that, yeah
A hunnid thousand really ain shot I’ll go spend that shit, nigga Ian gotta budget I ain't got no limit
Up the Glock on him, yea I made a pussy nigga freeze, yeah, I made a nigga run it, yeah (Made 'em run)
Bitch, I been done did all that shit
I'm way more up than y'all niggas, yeah, I put that shit on God (On God)
I'm still scammin', I'm still doin' fraud
Yeah, 7.62s rip the nigga apart, yeah-yeah
Flip (Flip, huh), put a hole in his heart (Heart)
I bet the nigga won't make it back after that
I'm high as hell, bitch, I'm where the ceiling at
Niggas love hatin' on me, just put this shit in they face
Yeah, by myself, bitch, I'm puttin' my faith
If I ain't got shit to do with omni, prolly couldn’t even care prolly (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, bitch, my pockets healthy, yeah, them hoes in shape, huh
I don't fuck with y'all niggas, yeah, and yall already knew that
At the end of the day, I don't even know why niggas in my face (In my face)
Nah, nah, bitch, if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, you can get the fuck— (Get the fuck out)
Bitch, I ride around with them motherfuckin' semis tucked
In case a nigga tryna play with us, we can send 'em up (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I swear, it's so motherfuckin' hard for me to even really give a fuck 'cause I been made enough nigga (Yeah)
Bitch, I gotta have a lot of shit on me, hm nah (Huh, huh)
Nah, huh, Ion fuck with you lame ass niggas, Ion fuck with you jabronis, huh, nah
Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna go big, these lil niggas kids
I don't fuck with them hoes 'cause they mid
How the fuck you expect me to not give a fuck at the shit that you did? Yeah
Yeah, I play it cool, let the beef die down, nigga, but I never forget

[Bridge: Omni & 800pts]
Niggas' favorite thing to do is ride dick
Swear this shit, it don't make no sense
Yeah, bitch, I turned nothin' into somethin'
I’m the one that made this shit make sense
I only pop real Perc' 30, nigga, none of my shit ever came laced with fent
Bitch, I'm lying
But I bet that you wouldn't even know (Even know)
Shit don't make no fuckin' sense (Wah, nah-ah)

[Verse 2: 800pts]
160 milligrams, I'm still alive, made this shit make sense (Fuck)
If it wasn’t for these pill withdrawals , then my life'll be normal, I'll probably be safe (Whatever)
And I'm doin' this shit for my ma', I'm just tryna put her in the newest Benz
Ever since I hurted my mama, I can't quit this Xanny, I came with these bands (Yeah)
Poppin' this pill, knew it was fake, bih
I'm on drugs today and she hate it
Percocet only way I feel safety
Yeah, (Hah-ah), for my safety
Hit the plug for Oxy' and flake, bih
Brand new boots, Italian snakeskin
I buy drugs and drip when the check hit
ATM cash on my face, bih
Check hit, order already placed
Bad bitch, she gon' open her legs
Paranoid, who the fuck is my twin?
Cocaine, OxyContin, I'm him (Yeah)
Walk in with the stick on my hip
Walk in, bitch already on my dick
Walk in, bitch, and cop a normal fit
Walk in, they won't know how 800 drip

[Outro: 800pts]
(Walk in, they won't know how 800 drip)
(Uh-uh-uh)
(Uh-uh-uh-uh)
(Uh-uh)

Graviti (insofaze)

8nfra

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