songs i am on

prod vigi
(Coughing)
(Ah, fuck)
Huh, yea
Triple-double stat padding, only need'a catch up on my statistics
Yo, man gettin' cooked, straight to the heat, he come out lookin' like a biscuit
He throws a late pass, no, that ain't clutch, his ass 'bout to get evicted
Asks for a verse, I hop on your song, now your song, I fixed it
He 0 and 20, is bro Ben Simmons?
He says he better, you gotta be kiddin'
Pull out my glock, I pull out my glickin'
Drop you a combo like someone in Tekken
Tekken, Beat your ass up like in Matrix
Flake it, your girl say that Vigi make it
Take it, if he ever got the chance, his ass would fuckin' fake it
Your girl tryna hit up my phone
Damn
She always tryna ring up my tone
At the end of the day, you're bitch-made
And know you'll never be known
Nah, I ain't on that type of timin'
I just say what I say for the sake of rhymin'
Me and the beat, we're on that type of alignment
Do what I say and do what I do like Simon

Ni***s think they all Superman, 'til I pull up on em' with that fuckin' steel
Got me feeling like I'm Yagami cause I'm writing down who I wanna kill
So, what we doin'?
Look at my thoughts, they mad intrusive
I got a Glock, you know I'ma use it
This ni**a look down, he must be stupid (Ha)
Run em' down, hundred rounds, shoot him with the chop
I got bitches on my dick, ni**, steady with the (ha ha)
I got Glocks with extensions
Pop a ni**a like a piston
Slice his body like CoryxKenshin
I just really want a mistress

My crew not a gang, we tote heavy sticks
Can see why they call us the mercenaries
My nine go grah grah grah grah
Fucking that bitch, I'ma hit it daily
Your bitch on my phone, I've seen that she want me
Know that she tryna see me lately
Handle the ball like Pacers
Guess that's what Duwop tryna hint at lately
(Okay, let me switch it up)
You and the beat, a dichotomy
Ain't getting better, not onto me
They sayin' Vigi rigged the game
They talkin' like I won the lottery
Stealin' my flows, why they talk like that?
Hoe upon she shit way she top like that
I know that I'm up 'cause you opp like that
I ain't even do shit, do the opps All Might, goddamn
Left hook like a liberal
Your gains, they be minimal
Drop shit, how typical
You drop a song subliminal
Bitch, I'm mythical in the mornin', huh
She really wanna start tourin', huh
Glazin' me, you adore me, huh
Slice his body like I'm Cory, yeah
Got the whole game on my back, huh
I guess I'm a little sum' like Damian Lillard, huh
Talk dirt on SGM, I just might have to kill 'em
I'ma have to do it, and you know I'ma do it
Grab me a stick, and I'ma get right to it
When I talk, they gon' listen, I guess I'm just really fluent

heaven (ft. lyfelxss)

Somewhere In My Dreams

@endrisdeath
@prod.sohi

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endri - 1 of 1 (sohi) [ksubiii radio]

There's a Change

braindanceprodshimi

me n manny locked inn

lyrics
big scope on a AK
told my plugg we go meet up at the same place
fallin off motherfucker he aint make place
hit dip finna do the dash like im tayK
sippin dip i be dunkin on a broke bitch
on the internet type he dont know shit
im in the cut you aint really gettin motion
knock up at his front door i got him sayin oh shit
where the hoes at bitch you aint got none
i got hella fans bitch you only got one
think im fallin for a thot bitch you hella dumb
run up on the bag i aint never seen you gettin sum
new fit motherfucker i be dripped out
fat check finna spend on my bitch now
see you prayin for some money make your wish count
fuck around i finna put a hundred on my wrist now

new whip cus you knew had to cop that 
new drip cus im done with takin step backs
gotta car thats cool im making big racks
finna do my thing take a shot while i make bags 
see you in the next round gonna think twice 
now i see a bad bitch her name icespice
got me in your bedroom i wont play nice
bitches on my left when i know i gotta make rights

gotta go grab the milk ill be back soon 
get my hands on the dollar when im back too 
but the girlie wanna fuck but i lack you 
prolly shoot my shot then i dip out of the blue

locked inn once again  its a good thing
if you wanna get a hit heres the damn ring 
got me sat here chillin with a great fling
sayin that she love me first time got me cringing

wild things (feat.mannyily)

Where Did All The Good Things Go?

Where Did All The Good Things Go? (Sped Up)

(Had to record this shit sick my fault but we still move)

Swear all y'all niggas is getting booked
The smoke gon come wit fire I must be cooking, y'all grilling looks
The spite keeps me motivated like alla y'all bit the hook
Infinite power strength to devour all y'all lil ghouls 

I feel like I'm supercharged

Y'all niggas cosplay like you is the bar
How easy we jump over you 
Feel like y'all gon get out-barred, by my dog 
7 ppg dirk ass all-star
Feel like Kendrick when I play dis beat back like this shit hard (THIS SHIT HARD) 

Feel like y'all niggas got pull tabs got me itchin' to pull cards 
Deck is full of spades like how y'all niggas got no heart 
Excuses off the hip the way y'all twitchin’ to stop sumn
Never content wit what y'all got y'all itchin' to cop sumn
To fill the void in your heart but y'all cant really stop the

Real shitty feelin
When you see sumn better its real revealing
Hard not to be petty you can't conceal it
Not no makeup y'all ain't sittin' pretty

Y'all duckin' the hard work
This built offa bars first
Get carried by beat selection y'all thinkin y'all stars
Im tryna see all y'all stars burst
Causing a ruckus please excuse my outburst (I apologize for my outburst)

It ain't my fault that all y'all making the same songs
Writing the same wrongs
Patience is low
My song bang like bass drums
Y'all straight bums

Y'all must be celiacs the way you dodging stray crumbs 
But somehow the moolah the goal goddamn jus' create sumn

Jus' go and make sumn
Before you run yo mouth
Y'all niggas talkin but don't know what y'all be talkin bout

See jealousy in between 
The jokes and the petty digs
Wishing for niggas downfall
Got me screaming out GOD DID

Man, God really did that
A nigga boutta snap no time for chit chat
I'm boutta take a nap I'm boutta sit back
N'relax
Decompress, detach
Hope when I get back at least like, fifty on my lap 

(Nah i'm jus playin' tho. Nah but for real what's yall favorite like, starburst flavor? Cause mine's definitely not red. Might be yellow.)

"Covid Flows" - Oddwin Rap Contest 2024

RISE (Oddwin Rap Contest 2024) [Prod. Oddwin]

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