Produced by @prodxantu & @corbwtf.
Mastered by Will Mason.

Lyrics:
Bitch I'm booted up let's whyle out for the summer
I like Lana del Reys, drink her blood then fuck each other
She's the type to fuck the team, you the type to say I love her
I ain't tryna meet her mother, we just fucking for the summer

Step outside the crib I realize that I made it
My whip slammed out on the pavement
Fuck you and that bitch you came with
Different shows Im meeting bitches on the road
Everywhere that I go bitch I'm dressed ice cold
I got two lines in my system
I got new hoes on the phone
Han Solo with the snow
We don't conversate with clones
You the type to buy that bitch a drink and never take her home
I'm the reason you don't trust your bitch when she goes out alone (bitch)

Bitch I'm booted up let's whyle out for summer
I like Lana del Reys, drink her blood then fuck each other
She's the type to fuck the team, you the type to say I love her
I ain't tryna meet her mother, we just fucking for the summer

for the summer

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for the summer (prod. by @prodxantu and @corbwtf)

Produced by @prodxantu and @corbwtf.
Mastered by Will Mason.

Lyrics:
Yeah bitch I'm on my throne
Heard them niggas playing games, I don't pay them none
Promised I would stay the same, look what I become
Never been into saving face, always did what I want

Need no saving grace, fly away when I want
All these niggas fake, better off if they gone
Now that I'm on my own got confidence in myself
I ain't ever need no nigga never gone ask for help
If I get down bad, figure it out myself
I've been there before, pick it up by yourself
Niggas love talking shit without stepping into my shoes
Ego through the roof, confident I won't lose
Need no two door coupe, GLI when I cruise
If its just me or you, to the death we can chose
1v1 mobgod sopmod with the zoom
Team Tac, clearing corners while I shoot niggas

Yeah bitch I'm on my throne
Heard them niggas playing games, I don't pay them none
Promised I would stay the same, look what I become
Never been into saving face, always did what I want

Yeah bitch I'm on my throne
Heard them niggas playing games, I don't pay them none
Promised I would stay the same, look what I become
Never been into saving face, always did what I want
what I want
what I want
what I want

throne II

throne II (prod. by @prodxantu and @corbwtf)

Produced by @skinnykhris and @protoolstech.
Lyrics:
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I done turned my demons into blessings dawg for real
I'm out in the field tryna not get me killed
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I done turned my demons into blessings dawg for real
I'm out in the field tryna not get me killed

I don't need no deal I do this shit for real nigga
I'm a real nigga, I'ma go get some real figures
No I don't need no deal, I do this shit forreal nigga
Wine and dine forreal, I'm generous with the bill nigga 
I know that you hate me baby kiss me through the phone yeah
I know you hate me baby miss me when I'm gone yeah
Yea nigga look at my engine 
Too fast I can't send it yuh 
Yeah nigga look at my mansion 
I'ma flex when I get it yuh
Yeah nigga fuck your friendship 
These snake niggas act like bitches
Yeah nigga diamonds dancing 
These broke niggas in my mentions 
Whole team shoot to kill
Niggas gon' drill for real
Fuck how you feel
You in my song for real

I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I done turned my demons into blessings dawg for real
I'm out in the field tryna not get me killed
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I don't need no deal I do that shit for real
I done turned my demons into blessings dawg for real
I'm out in the field tryna not get me killed

left behind

don't need (prod. by @skinnykhris and @protoolstech)

Produced by @tunami.
Mixed & Mastered by @corbwtf.

Lyrics:
I'm on a roll nigga
Through the fire and the flames
Took a toll nigga
But made me who I am today
I'm in the zone nigga
All these distractions in my face
We cutting throats nigga
To get these niggas out my way

Why is it so complicated
Tryna make it out of the basement
Told my niggas don't get complacent
New blessings finna come with the payments
Tell me why do things keep changing
People telling me to be patient
Wonder what they say when i make it
Aint no luck involved I'ma take it
Got Niggas telling me just to face it
Guess they never had a dream worth chasing
I just wanna whip in the latest
So I'ma take my shot like I'm gaming
Ask these niggas why they be hatin
And They gon put the blame on us
We gon turn our dubs to a Cayman
Why the bitches keep chasing us huh?
Ask these niggas why they be hatin
They gon put the blame on us
Ask these niggas why they be hatin
Cuz Only in god we trust

Just cause you showing off
Don't mean you know at all
Oh wonderwall, they don't know it all
Oh wonderwall, they want me to fall
They don't know it all
No they don't know at all
Just cause you showing off
Don't mean you know at all
Oh wonderwall, they don't know it all
Oh wonderwall, they want me to fall
They don't know it all
No they don't know at all

I'm on a roll nigga
Through the fire and the flames
Took a toll nigga
But made me who I am today
I'm in the zone nigga
All these distractions in my face
We cutting throats nigga
To get these niggas out my way
I'm on a roll nigga
Through the fire and the flames
Took a toll nigga
But made me who I am today
I'm in the zone nigga
All these distractions in my face
We cutting throats nigga
To get these niggas out my way
go, go, go, big
go, go, go, big

fire & flames (prod. by @tunami and @corbwtf)

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produced by @prodpew.
recorded by @corbwtf and @vandal.
mixed, and mastered by @corbwtf.
featuring @liltexxan.

lyrics:
(arTis7)
been a long time since I clocked in
if you ain't my bitch, stop talking 
tryna break necks when I walk in
if you ain't my friend stop talking 
28 living for the moment 
I just wanna hit the stage, start a moshpit
been good living with my omens 
sold my soul for the profit 
niggas getting jealous, tell em stop it
if you ain't my bitch, stop talking 
niggas getting jealous, I'm the topic 
if you ain't my friend stop talking
stop talking
stop talking...

these rappers think I need em 
I aint tryna team up 
twenty for the verse
hunnid for the fee
these hoes think I need em
I ain't tryna meet up 
these hoes think I need em
pop off then delete
niggas mad we aint from the projects
you aint touching no bands nigga stop that
these rappers think I need em 
I aint tryna team up 
these hoes think I need em
pop off then delete

(Lil Texxan)
when I pull up in that droptop
pull up like the grand open
bitch I dont do handouts
why you got your hand open?
then I do my dance in my stance of a zan potion,
and im in the sand coastin I aint braggin I aint boasting
what's up Lil Texxan he gon hit that hoe fo sho bitch
throwing money all in the air it's on the floor bitch
all black like a crow bitch
posted at the store bitch
hand me the weed, plant a seed, I'ma grow shit
this a new day bitch, time to get your cake up
that bitch real smooth when she groove with no makeup
the bricks in the coupe, in the back, yeah they taped up
niggas acting fake bruh
time to get your weight up

(arTis7)
these rappers think I need em 
I aint tryna team up 
twenty for the verse
hunnid for the fee
these hoes think I need em
I ain't tryna meet up 
these hoes think I need em
pop off then delete
niggas mad we aint from the projects
you aint touching no bands nigga stop that
these rappers think I need em 
I aint tryna team up 
these hoes think I need em
pop off then delete

topic / delete!

topic / delete! (feat. Lil Texxan)

original song by @haarper.
recorded, mixed and mastered by @protoolstech.

not enough mana (remix)

produced by @realreptoidshit.
recorded, mixed and mastered by @corbwtf.

Lyrics:
What you know bout that? 
Taking L’s, casting spells, just to bounce back 
Plenty hoes, pink toes, with the mousepads
Not invited to the party? where the house at? 
What you know about that? 
Taking L’s, casting spells, just to bounce back 
Plenty hoes, pink toes, with the mousepads 
Not invited to the party? where the house at bitch?

So tell me where the bag at 
Bitch it’s baghdad
I’m sleeping where the mags at
I’m gon’ bring the chickens home,
Eat that shit all by my lone
Niggas throwing sticks and stones
Hate me cuz I cracked the code
And i got some enemies, tryna see the death of me
You gon’ sail the seven seas, tryna get the best of me 
I’ve been through some highs and lows
Learned you niggas do the most
I see through your skin and bones
Cut em off that’s how it go 
Yeah I’m onto big shit 
I’m a big fish 
You on bitch shit 
Swimming in her fish haha
Tried to fuck me over,
I forgive but don’t forget
Out here writing stories,
For the glory of the check (glory of the check)

But what you know about that? 
Taking L’s, casting spells, just to bounce back 
Plenty hoes, pink toes, with the mousepads 
Not invited to the party? where the house at bitch?
But what you know about that? 
Taking L’s, casting spells, just to bounce back 
Plenty hoes, pink toes, with the mousepads 
Not invited to the party? where the house at bitch?

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