[XX]
Lyrics:
How you tell me that you love me but fuck nigga too but you gon really just stab me in my fuckin back 
I don’t want to  
Get to conversations
 but nighas steady 
hatin you could really never love,treat you 
just like just like you 
shit I could never tell you what you need but you
Could really just move on yuh
(Hey)

Chris brown talking witchu
 nighas I ain’t said fuckin all the shit up I’m takin to next bring it down I kill a nigga (you ain’t said shit ) when I push it down I hit yo nighas yuh
 
When i hit yo nighas…dam all this so complicated..

move on

RAKASPEN - nightmaresjpeg

Miss me ? (yk).m4a

ITS MY BIRFDAYYYYYYYY
@caleb-young-789982985

Lyrics:
Okay, SG’s Nigga
My dudes had seen the chop
 told ‘em i gotta protect myself
What you know bout takin risks 
you gotta think about yoself

You can ask bout real skreet 
they gon tell you they did this shit theyself
Drop me off right on the block 
I dump this chop ion need no help

She wanna fuck a nigga cause she know I’m different
Aint no sights on the arp but that bitch still got precision
Just fucked her on cam she a video vixen
Broke time in the trap come get you a fixin’
Real lil snake (?) get it hissn’
Ain't no bitch been a switch on a mission

Got a lil bitch stuck dick in ha throat, don't choke
(?) down on scat arp on my back, go ghost
This some tactical shit make a nigga go ghost
Heard a nigga goin’ broke there's a bag on the flo’

Me and (?) serving bags through the 4
Pullin head taps on a bitch wit' no scope
Got the tap on my head on the East like the man
And when I'm in the South then I feel like the pope

300s in this bitch make ‘em go woah woah
They ain't wanna let me in fuck the back kick the front do’
Them niggas creeping tryna up the sco’
And we be in the d the shit aint fa show
Say they gon kill me turn for shit show
Think we gotta go

Yeah Street yeah we gotta go 
Black and white different color hoes
Crash the car only got two doors
Like Baby Keem know I got two phones

Roundin’ up bitches I’m takin yo hoes
We ridin' real dirty yeah ridin wit poles
Fresh on the scene and I’m steppin' on toes
Fresh on the scene wit all my own flows

My bro tell me get em you know I'm gon go
Red hair, Real crazy, you know I'm gon blow
Stupid lil bitch yeah all on my phone
Ion want that bitch yeah leave me alone

Shit real crazy I go woah woah
Ran down yo bro yeah he got backdoored
Walk down on him he ain't had no pole
Up in the sky he aint got no soul

Took ya lil bitch she hittin' a mission
Uppin the pole yeah that Smith n’ Weston
Fuck that old hoe yeah that bitch aint listen
Ice on my wrist and that bitch it glisten

Dunkin that hoe yeah just like a christen
Diamonds real holy i feel like a Christian
Got a new bitch think her name Kristen
Fuckin that hoe then you know that I'm dippin’

Leveling up you know that I'm winning
Smile on my face you know that I be grinning
All on yo’ block you know that we spinnin'
On my bad shit you know that I be sinnin’

Race to the top this just the beginnin’
Point ‘em out yeah nigga I'm pinnin’
Fuck with the gang we knocking yo chin in
Walked in this bitch and know that im-

Knife all in his back make that nigga go woah woah
Laugh up in my face but tellin lies yeah you a hoe
Gang all on my back yeah Talentless yeah them the bros
Come up with the guys and we gon blow yeah that fasho

Different

Different w/ l2lstreet [M1k3y]

[Lyrics]

Fuck 12, but ian no predator
What i got in my hands, planet earth
Dreadhead, shorty ain’t regular
She for me, y’all niggas can’t handle her
Say u devilish, nigga im devil-er 
I got clips on my body, no manicure
DND, don’t hit the cellular 
Amateurs, wannabe competitors

Put the tech to his face, time to enter the metaverse 
Sti-Stick in his mouth like i’m takin his temperature
Spot the opps in the function, boy that is a red alert 
If my niggas see you, then my niggas gone dead it first 
U take for me for a joke, but my niggas’ll let it burst
If u throwin some shots then my nigga it better hurt
Blood and shells on the dance floor, where is the janitor 
Already greened out when i opened the canister

Bitch i’m comin for blood, im related to Dracula
Switchblade, nicknamed this lil bitch Excalibur 
Brain get washed wit a .3 caliber 
Yellow tape, laid out, EMS gon bag em up
Beam locked on, metal rip through the vascular
Bitch i’m the One, Dark World Ambassador 
Now dat fuck boy backin up, flux capacitor 
Count ya days, u might wanna check dat calendar

Fuck 12, but ian no-
What i got in my hands-
-ead, short aint regular
She for me, y’all niggas can’t handle her
-devilish, nigga im devil-er 
-clips on my body, no mani-
DND, Don’t hi- llular 
Amateurs, wanna be-

Fuck 12, but ian no predator
What i got in my hands, planet earth
Dreadhead, shorty ain’t regular
She for me, y’all niggas can’t handle her
Say u devilish, nigga im devil-er 
I got clips on my body, no manicure
DND, don’t hit the cellular 
Amateurs, wannabe competitors

Devilish [prod. Kylen]

GREENLIGHT [Prod M!ST]

KYSACCHi x MiKE iKE - RATED R* (REMIX)

lyrics:

when i wake up i pour up four
all of a sudden i dont know my name
i hear the knocking on the door,
i opened it up just to see no face, 

and so i went out to explore, the different colors changing as i gaze, and when i looked down to the floor, realized im floating up in outer space

im stuck in mars aye
plucking my guitar aye 
like a shooting star aye
Aliens, say i got problems, dont know how to solve them, they must be my therapist from outer space

i dont even feel like a human, im in a different worlds, lately i feel like im stupid, putting trust in all these girls

at a all time low, wonder when ill go, with the drank up in my cup
when i mix that dope, outer space ill go, when the gas all in my lungs

im stuck in mars aye
plucking my guitar aye 
like a shooting star aye
Aliens, say i got problems, dont know how to solve them, they must be my therapist from outer space

i know the money and the fame wont change a thing but shit i might gain a little 
got these bitches out here hating tryna frame a nigga
all i want is get the money up for gangnem
and i want the people love so i sing to them 
thats why they playing cybertruck when i hang with em
if i had a last wish on a itty bit fish, imma pray i go to mars in the grave nigga

im stuck in mars aye
plucking my guitar aye 
like a shooting star aye
Aliens, say i got problems, dont know how to solve them, they must be my therapist from outer space

ALIENS!

DONALD TRUMP

talk to the cops

Myself++

osirisofthewest + mophead + cyberstarr
ig: [@skvddamarik]
twitter: [@skvddamarik]

Devilish [prod. Kylen]

Skudda Marik𓆗

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