IWANTSMOKE! (Prod. Karegi)

Prod. Bowsy
Mixed & Mastered - Sammy Morales

OKAY!

LARYNGITIS

Follow the boi. https://soundcloud.com/theonly6ix
fck ur mum.

$hadow6 & A-LOW Rx - Chicken (Prod. Bowsy)

AK (Prod. Kigimuri)

Diamonds

Boolin Ft Vythe

Choppa

Fucxed Up

Cancer

Take It All

Outro

FuCkMyClOuT [Music Video in Description]

BhAd BiTcH [Music Video in Description]

A-LOW Rx X Zigwap - Hellion (Prod. ColeTheKing)

CRANK THAT RAZORBLADE [Music Video in Description]

Feat. @billsaberdotcom
Prod. BLEACH KIDD
Mixed - @okayrusty

:: LYRICS ::

Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds 
This whole life that I’ve lived I did it with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor 
Headlines in the news and front page of your papers
The only true saviors still left in the game 
It’s a race to top and we came in first place 

Woke up 
And I’m still fucked up 
Yeah I made a lot of money but i blew it all at once 
Yeah now I’m back on my grind 
What a time to be alive 
Nah wait I’m just kidding 
What a perfect time to die 

(Aye) I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail 
I fix my brain my soul repair 
With these vixes on my tail 
I got they brains shiftin 
I aim different 
I grind I meet the world 
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different 
I tame bitches 
The same bitches ask if I could meet her 
I got me some bape and apes 
I got a two seater 
That’s your baby momma, n**
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her 
All this time I flex (yuh) 
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Barry Bonds duplex 
Double Nike two checks 
You do a lot go do less 
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed 
In my O I do my best

Why she gotta look at my wrist like that 
How you think I know she take the dick like that 
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back 
Gave that shit right back 
No hearts for the wicked 
Watch me flee 

From the scene 
So obscene 
She came home with me 
No apologies 
For the weak
You ain’t friends with me 
I’m tryna help myself and redirect my mental health 
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth 
Tryna help a tragedy 
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be 
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next 
Late on my rent
Got bills stacked up 
But still ain’t got no fucking checks 

Yeah my future still looking blank 
No more money inside the bank 
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rain 
Can you feel my pain 
Cold blood running in my veins 
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain.

I'm GoD (ft. Bill $aber) [Music Visual in Description]

Back Up [Prod. SAPPHIRE]

A-LOW Rx X fake. - Portals (Prod. ColeTheKing)

Haven't dropped anything in a while, so here's this.
Album will be out around December.
Prod. @colethekingx
Mixed. $lamuel

LYRICS:
I heard yo brain infected. Crossin your eyes like a hoe was dyslexic. I got shoota but he is not friendly. Take out yo kneecaps then we go to DENNY'S. 187 that’s homicide, 300 cops when I arrive. I got the mental amenities, do not stand next to me less you want enemies.

You do don’t want the shmoke, You do not tote the pull. Ridding a roller coaster cause I cannot get these bitches off my pole. I got pale bitch & I got a tan bitch and if they ain’t down with the beggin and screamin you know we gon throw fists.
I’m done with the bull shit, my head can barley stand on both of my shoulders now you talkin all this, better be ya watchin yo back and stay undercover. I do not care for you motherfuckers. I dont play friendly, never will give up this easily best bet if you wanna play with me plan out your eulogy.
I heard yo brain infected. Crossin your eyes like a hoe was dyslexic. I got shoota but he is not friendly. Take out yo kneecaps then we go to DENNY'S. 187 that’s homicide, 300 cops when I arrive. I got the mental amenities, do not stand next to me less you want enemies.

Denny's (Prod. COLETHEKING)

Worthless

Balmains [Prod. ColeTheKing]

A-LOW Rx X Zigwap - Frazzledrip [Prod. SAPPHIRE]

A-LOW Rx X Zigwap - Adrenochrome [Prod. bustanut]

A-LOW Rx X Zigwap - Cabal [Prod. KeepItGoin]

Nut in your Butt.

Prod. Headshot
Mixed. A-LOW Rx

Lyrics:
Rat Rat Rat Rat Rat got a rat tail. 
Bitches all inside of my DMs I call that fan mail. 
Whoa, I just copped a John deer. 
I can’t tell what I love more between my step sister & beer. 
OHHH, got a pair of truck nuts, take my Chevy to the the lot and catch us doin donuts. 
Weeeooohhh, I just popped a few, the percys make my pp soft but I do what i do.
 
Walky talky, me no like you talky, someone call my mommy. 
Hoooo, I might catchy a hommey, 2 door stapped wit heaters in the big body
Catch me bumpin Kid Rock, inside your grandma’s neighborhood. 
Doin handstands up upon her back because she know I’m good. 
I wish that I made more money cause that make me pretty but I buy too much lottery tickets and them packs of dippy. 
I got hoes, different colors Oreos. 
Mix em up and knock em down like I play dominos.
Oh, bitch you gotta go, please don’t take it personal I just don’t trust you hoes. 
Girl, I see you lookin mad thick, how bout you come to my crib later and make that ass twitch. 
Ohhh what that ass do, bitch did you just fart please get the fuck out of my living room.

Rat Rat Rat Rat Rat got a rat tail. 
Bitches all inside of my DMs I call that fan mail. 
Whoa, I just copped a John deer. 
I can’t tell what I love more between my step sister & beer. 
OHHH, got a pair of truck nuts, take my Chevy to the the lot and catch us doin donuts.
Weeeooohhh, I just popped a few, the percys make my pp soft but I do what i do.

RATTAILWILLY

Lyrics:
Fucked up my money when I was in love. 
Bitch want a kiss so I gave her a hug. 
Tried to get sober but kept fuckin up cause my life has been garbage and gettin no luck. 
Dumb ass lil hoe tried to give tried to give me a blowjob told her ugly ass to fuck off and get a nose job. 
Hate the police aint see me round no cops, 40 in my mouth boutta blow my fuckin top off. 
WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT, WHAT THE FUCK YOU NEED, SHUT YO FUCKIN MOUTH, GET UP OFF YO KNEES, FUCK YOU TILL YO PUSSY BLEEDS! x2
Why these people talkin to me, I don’t even know them bro. 
See all of them watching from a distance through a telescope. 
Hatred is the purest form of love I thought I taught you hoe. 
Pulled up on an opposition trigger finger stared itching.
Cookin crack inside my kitchen, gave me love I gave her stitches, can’t afford to pay attention, nah them ain’t diamonds that’s meth in my necklace. 
Living my own life I live it to wreckless , I should have not fucked her my dick got infected I don’t recommend it my power still endless I beat up the pussy so I got arrested. 
WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT, WHAT THE FUCK YOU NEED, SHUT YO FUCKIN MOUTH, GET UP OFF YO KNEES, FUCK YOU TILL YO PUSSY BLEEDS!

Paranoia

SYFM! [Prod. Cole The King & A-LOW Rx]

Lyrics:
I’M THE MOTHER FUCKING JIGSAW.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK I MIGHT JUST RIP YO DICK OFF. 
PLEASE JUST WATCH YO MOUTH BEFORE YO ASS GET CURB STOMPED. 
IM IN THE FRONT, AND YOU IN THE BACK SO YOU BETTER WATCH YO SHIT TALK. 
I'M ON THE GRAM AND THRILLER AND YOU STILL ON TUMBLR AND TIK-TOK. 
WE ARE A DIFFERENT BREED YOU BETTER BELIEVE WE CANT TALK. 
IF YOU GON OPEN YOUR MOUTH THEN YOU BETTER BE READY FOR BIG COCK. 
I'M ON ROLL YOU BETTER BELIVE THAT I CANNOT BE STOPPED. 
YO BITCH THINK IM PRETTY. 
WHEN IM UP IN HER IM MAKIN HER JAW DROP! 

STILL COOK DOPE, IN THE KITCHEN, YO BITCH STILL, IN SUBMISSION. GOT DEM CHICKENS CALL IT KFC BECAUSE ITS FINGER LICKIN. 
HATE MY SELF, YES I DO. WANNA DIE, NOTHINGS NEW. 
TAKE A RAZOR-BLADE INTO MY VEINS TO SHOW MY BLOOD AIN’T BLUE. 
Smoke exotic, then some crack. 
I ain’t never comin back, level my lows with my highs a perfect relapse. 
Go to sleep, take a nap, i can get higher than that. Kinda tried of people talkin when they fell off the map.

I’M THE MOTHER FUCKING JIGSAW.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK I MIGHT JUST RIP YO DICK OFF. 
PLEASE JUST WATCH YO MOUTH BEFORE YO ASS GET CURB STOMPED. 
IM IN THE FRONT, AND YOU IN THE BACK SO YOU BETTER WATCH YO SHIT TALK. 
I'M ON THE GRAM AND THRILLER AND YOU STILL ON TUMBLR AND TIK-TOK. 
WE ARE A DIFFERENT BREED YOU BETTER BELIEVE WE CANT TALK. 
IF YOU GON OPEN YOUR MOUTH THEN YOU BETTER BE READY FOR BIG COCK. 
I'M ON ROLL YOU BETTER BELIVE THAT I CANNOT BE STOPPED. 
YO BITCH THINK IM PRETTY. 
WHEN IM UP IN HER IM MAKIN HER JAW DROP!

Jigsaw [Prod. Cole The King]

Lyrics:
Shoot for fun, don’t try to run. 
Got the glick up in pants get-you-done.
Better start prayin, god is not savin, your life, it’s over, got you heated like a toaster. 
Where’s yo mans at, hit u wit my back hand. 
Got a lot of problems with the liquor and the xans man. 
Got yo bitch over at my house and she doin hand stands. 
Try to fuck with my fam best believe you’ll catch these hands damn. 
On god.
 
My face turnin red in dis bitch 
I cannot handle all these kids thinkin there the hottest but can’t even acommplish shit. 
It’s kinda scary that you thinkin you gone make it but can’t appreciate it because your head is clogged like it be constimpated. 
Check our conversations see I left you on read, it was on purpose to me you serve me no purpose so maybe try to observe it and just take the hint, I don’t fuck wit it. Just mind your own damn business and hop off my dick.
Fuck a white bitch at the track meet she had some acne put my dick inside her ass meat. 
I pick up the groceries fastly. 
She want to ask me. 
Where I shop at I said acme. 
Singing a melody like I am Rick Astley. 
Fucked up my car i think I got a gas leak. 
Call me the trainer like I got a ghastly.
Stupid lil hoe all up inside her men-it-tal. 
Stab you to death if you step on my pedestal. 
Bleeding profusely put you on your menstrual. 
Wanted some weed but I sold him some fentanyl. 
Breakin it down i don’t mean to get technical. 
Into some weird shit like hentai and tentacles. 
Put on yo heels while you step on my testicles. 
Hate all the vegans I don’t fuck with vegetables.

Shoot for fun, don’t try to run. 
Got the glick up in pants get-you-done.
Better start prayin, god is not savin, your life, it’s over, got you heated like a toaster. 
Where’s yo mans at, hit u wit my back hand. 
Got a lot of problems with the liquor and the xans man. 
Got yo bitch over at my house and she doin hand stands. 
Try to fuck with my fam best believe you’ll catch these hands damn. 
On god.

S4F [Prod. Cole The King]

Lyrics:

FUCK WHAT YA HEARD.
A-LOW CAME UP OUT THE DIRT. 
HAD-TO-STOP FUCKING WITH THESE BITCHES CAUSE THEY MADE MY BRAIN HURT. 
HAD TO FIND A CURE TO FIX IT, UNDER THE SUBMISSION OF PERSCRIPTIONS. 
FEEL I HAVE NO OTHER OPTIONS BUT TO KILL MYSELF TO END IT. 
WHAT THE FUCK DID DO, WHY THE HELL DOES IT HURT. 
EV-ER-Y TIME I LOOK INSIDE THE MIRROR I JUST FEEL INSECURE. 
Take a step in my shoes, I’m confused, I’m abused. 
By myself and by others I feel I’m always being used. 
What’s the news, I refuse, to listen to all you fools, keep it true, what to do, when no one believes in you. 
TAKE THE KNIFE TO MY NECK, I DONT CARE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. WHEN IM DEAD, DON’T PRETEND, LIKE I WAS EVER YOUR FRIEND.
I DONT CARE WHO YOU KNOW, I DONT CARE WHAT YOU TALK, ONLY TIME YOU’LL BE REMEMBERED IS WHEN YOUR OUTLINED IN CHALK. 
FUCK WIT MY CREW, YOU GET SHOT IN THE DICK.
AIN’T NO RULES WHEN YOU FUCKING WITH THAT LOT9 CLIQUE. 
WANNA FIGHT, AYE LETS GO, YOU LEFT WITH A BROKEN NOSE. 
GAVE ME THROAT, AYE LETS GO, UNDERNEATH THE MISSLETOE.

Dirt [Prod. Cole The King]

Lyrics:
I might just pull up inside of the function I got they heads duckin like sandy hook. 
If he got shot put his name in the book, it’s not my fault that his life to short got took. 
If you play I be like ok, red dot choppa watch a body get slayed. 
Not inside a gang but I shoot it ruthless, wanna talk reckless I’ll do it influenced. 
Talk wit yo mouth, 
body language ain’t gone do shit for you right now. 
If you fight, come around, all I see are petty tweets without a background. Say you got work but you don’t, that’s the definition of being a fake clown. 
If you want smoke, come around, I promise you that you will get more than a campground. 
Back up, settle down, who you talkin to. Chill out, I be watching all the moves you do. 
You say, you trappin on the internet. I see, a bitch boy with his daddy’s check. 
I been, to yo home, you ain’t trappin shit.
Most I’ve you move about an 1/8 of mids.
Stop it, I cannot handle all the fakness. Always, surrounded by some dumb shit. Hate it, know my team finna make it, LOT9 East Coast shit finna rage bitch

Sandy Hook [Prod. Cole The King]

Lyrics:
Bitch I broke my nose, I fumbled the bag but came back and acquired it. All of deez hoes tellin me I’m inspiring, shining these diamonds, I am enlighten￼ed. Bitch I broke my nose, I slipped on the ice you could say I’m on froze, 
tell her my name but she already knows, Alow Rx nothin short of a goat. 
So i went to brothers friends house and he said he had QP on him like OHH, 
I was like can i pick it He was like no problem bruh asked how much said NUH. 
I was like okay, are your sure mane told me it’s cool so I’m like YUH. 
Had a few drinks, i forgot to think, then i hit the bowl now I’m standing there like FUK. Got locked inside the side room, I’m standing there like oh shoot, i think i left my bag inside what the fuck should do, so i go outside, to try and walk around, i slip on ice I’m fucking pissed I’m bleeding on the ground. 
GOT IN MY CAR BLEEDING LIKE SHIT, BRO COMES OUTSIDE STRAPPED WIT A STICK, WALKS TO MY CAR LIKE WHAT HAPPENED I TOLD HIM BITCH THIS WHAT I DID.

Broken Nose (Prod. BOWSY)

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