ALIVE

WATCH ME

GET UP

1st #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @snake_prod & me

lyrics

All of my opps down bad
And I’m in this bitch with the loud pack
I need so many racks racks racks
That they like ain’t no way he could count that
Watch me go start up a movement
Revolution
I’m the solution
Speedin
Movin
Get to it quick I be rushin
No putin

Fuck outta here like your name Vladimir
Supersize my ice I need chandelier
See through the smoke and the mirrors
It couldn’t be clearer
It ain’t always as it appears
Me
I just be maccen
I’m stackin my bread up
But you could get wet up right here
Oh that was your treesh
She was all on my meat
On some freaky shit up in my ear
We was servin them packs all through high school
And we put em all on to supreme
Lost some day ones
Won’t forget times
We were bumpin that slime season 3
Now I’m with the jocks on my bully
If he talkin down put that boy on a tee
And we lost tone but he came back
Now we on track pushin p

hook

Always on go I just get to the breesh
Pull up I pull up I got em like sheesh
Ask me why I always gotta repeat
Yeah cuz that shit never cease
Woulda thought it’s LA the way I got the zaza
I’m gettin the sloppy the toppy the matha
I pray that my guys win inshallah
Gimme the chance and I’m scoring like Zlatan

hook

2nd #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @remghost x @qqqu1ncy x @love3244 & me

lyrics

I'm like hey wussup hello
Turn it up okay let's go
Soon as I walk in that door
Yeah you already know
I got this money on me
I'm winnin again it's a streak
I'm a bully i'm beatin the beat
You like Alex cuz we know you not pushing p
Yeah that's shoutout to thugger
Best in the game put that on my mother
Ballin out like Russell Westbrook on the thunder
Ballin out like I play for the gunners
Shootin my shot
I feel like Aubameyang
Fuck up the club let's make it rain
Need to get iced out by Johnny Dang
Get to this breesh
Yeah that be everyday

Shinin, shinin
Gleamin, timing (demon)
Big meech way that I stay schemin
Everyday is spendin season
Get to this breesh while they still sleepin
Think ur lit you must be dreamin
Slept on me but now ur fiendin
I'm goin up it's for a reason

Yeah, yeah
Turn this bitch up imma raise the degrees
Popstar they know my name overseas
Rude boi tings do as I please
Get to this breesh ain't concerned with no treesh
Only chase money but I still clap cheeks
Got their heads on a swivel I got em like sheesh

If you got them cheeks go and throw em back
If you got them cheeks go and throw em back
If you got that breesh go and blow a rack
If you got that breesh go and blow a rack
Rappin on jersey call me Bandmanbills
See me in this bitch better run for the hills
Top dog you know I get the kills
When you in my position you know how it feels
Immaculate
Look at this money I'm stackin it
If it jiggle then you know I'm smackin it
If you throwin it back put some back in it
They heard my flow now they jackin it
They fiendin like that shit had crack in it
And the jocks be the ones that I'm maccen wit
When they see my shit they double tappin it
I'm on my savage shit

I'm like hey wussup hello
Turn it up okay let's go
Soon as I walk in that door
Yeah you already know
I got this money on me
I'm winnin again it's a streak
I'm a bully i'm beatin the beat
You like Alex cuz we know you not pushing p
Yeah that's shoutout to thugger
Best in the game put that on my mother
Ballin out like Russell Westbrook on the thunder
Ballin out like I play for the gunners
Shootin my shot
I feel like Aubameyang
Fuck up the club let's make it rain
Need to get iced out by Johnny Dang
Get to this breesh
Yeah that be everyday

HELLO

3rd #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @nightclub x @prodjvsper

lyrics

They don’t wanna see me win
But they gon' have to let me in
I am the truth know you heard me
I’m from the X bitch I’m sturdy
Bad bitch tu sabe
Lil mama spicy like wasabi
She hold me down with the toppy
They could try to copy but they not me

Yeah, woah
Runnin the bag all the way up
Joey Crack way I lean back
Count them racks up with no pay stub
Wanna slide with the gang but they ain’t us
Talkin’ that shit better stay hush
Must’ve forgot that it’s dangerous
They gon’ try whatever to be famous
But I just stay on my ten toes
Keep it real that’s the M.O
Speed it up
Tempo
Cuz I’m so New York
Melo
I’m so New York like the knicks
Bad bitch she gon’ hop on the dick
Nyjah she gon’ do a few tricks
Cuz I’m me, she know I get it lit

Hit the spot, turn it up then I gotta go
Ya tu sabe bitch it’s adios
These motherfuckers fried, platano
Hit my shmoney dance to some reggaeton
Not the morning but I got the sway
She want some red bottoms I say olé
Countin’ the pesos like my name José
I’m on that jock shit but no I don’t play

They don’t wanna see me win
But they gon' have to let me in
I am the truth know you heard me
I’m from the X bitch I’m sturdy
Bad bitch tu sabe
Lil mama spicy like wasabi
She hold me down with the toppy
They could try to copy but they not me

Not me
Not I
Smoke all the time like I’m rastafari
I got the swag and I don’t even try
Goin’ up now they start to get why
She got some junk in her trunk double wide
Know that I give her the D like Kawhi
She wanna travel let’s go to Hawaii
She fuck with my style she said that I’m slimy
Slimy like slatt slatt slatt
You know that she throw it back back back
I feel like NAV cuz i tap tap tap
Tell me how could I not with an ass like that
Ultimate
Way I smash smash smash
Hop in the V goin fast fast fast
One thing about me imma count this cash
Till my last breath imma laugh laugh laugh
To the bank
It’s fuck what you think
Exotic I roll up the dank
I just pulled up in a tesla tank
I’m with my twizz we off of the drank
Watch me just sip sip sip
Look at them hips they thick thick thick
Imma just give her this dick dick dick
Like a faucet I got the drip drip drip

Hit the spot, turn it up then I gotta go
Ya tu sabe bitch it’s adios
These motherfuckers fried, platano
Hit my shmoney dance to some reggaeton
Not the morning but I got the sway
She want some red bottoms I say olé
Countin’ the pesos like my name José
I’m on that jock shit but no I don’t play

TU SABE

4th and final #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @st1cksyea x @remghost
ft @jackieplatinum

lyrics:
(bills)

im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be
she give me the stimulus (yeah! aha)
economy
yeah I’m everything that they wanna be
and they just cant do it properly
tell all of my haters go suck a dick
and to the one time I plead the fifth
popstarbills, yeah I never miss
matter fact, go ahead you could watch this
check this shit out bitch im sturdy (glah)
get to the bag, early (sheesh!)
these pockets are brolic, burly (goddamn)
if im sippin, you know that its dirty (that’s right)
im with the big jock, Jackie (slatt)
countin up rickety rackies (racks)
they hawkin, they eyein (yea!)
somethin like Anthony Mackie
steady makin these hits with platinum (say less)
so I could skrrt off in a phantom (lets go)
when we hit the mic, it’s an anthem (lets go)
we the big jocks, they peewee they bantam (lets go)
they just be chattin
they just be cappin
i just be maccen for real (lets go)
i get it poppin
bitch i be active
gettin the bread with no deal (lets go)
im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be

(jackie)

(let’s go, go)
i be on the boulevard with rookie cards up in my hand
i got a ho she movin coke
she stay flippin that contraband
my old bros they always know I was gonna be the fuckin man
now I’m running them fuckin bands
killin shit just like the son of sam
ha, blick em
gun been runnin out of bullets so i gotta stick em
body be hoppin, i gave em some rhythm
told lil brody to put a few in em
i do not miss, a sniper i get em
top jock, lil boy are you kidding’?
pop rocks the way i put this shit in em
hold on, i think im fuckin glitchin!
jock shit, we gonna run it up
no jokes, tired of the funny stuff
runnin my money till mothafuckin sun is up
baby keep talkin im keepin my gunny up
shootin his body so hard that it bunny hop
bad bitches know i keep me a muddy cup
i jock walk on his grave, they still think i aint done enough
ha, turn up!
i got some opposition imma burn up
i feel like tony the way that i earn up
turnin that boy to ashes put your urn up
i feel like ja the way that i been soarin
all of these pussy boys are not important
all my racks are brolic, whoa man
hit em with a leshgo then

(bills)

im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be
she give me the stimulus (yeah! aha)
economy
yeah I’m everything that they wanna be
and they just cant do it properly
tell all of my haters go suck a dick
and to the one time I plead the fifth
popstarbills, yeah I never miss
matter fact, go ahead you could watch this
check this shit out bitch im sturdy (glah)
get to the bag, early (sheesh!)
these pockets are brolic, burly (goddamn)
if im sippin, you know that its dirty (that’s right)
im with the big jock, Jackie (slatt)
countin up rickety rackies (racks)
they hawkin, they eyein (yea!)
somethin like Anthony Mackie
steady makin these hits with platinum (say less)
so I could skrrt off in a phantom (lets go)
when we hit the mic, it’s an anthem (lets go)
we the big jocks, they peewee they bantam (lets go)
they just be chattin
they just be cappin
i just be maccen for real (lets go)
i get it poppin
bitch i be active
gettin the bread with no deal (lets go)


(varsity)
(st1cks)
(helix tears)
(hector)

BROLIC ft. JACKIE PLATINUM

ft. @youngbasedjosh
prod. @nightclub x @prodjvsper

lyrics:

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

it could go one out of two ways
they ain’t ready for the new wave
run it up till I be too paid
my taste expensive like my name was 2 Chainz
hit the west coast like I’m Blueface
i’m in her mouth like some toothpaste
you funny if you think I give a fuck about what you say
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid

i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

(YBJ)
you could catch me flexing baby, splashin' like a well
it’s truly quite perplexing, way i’m flexin' you could tell
i’m not Yeat, but my name be ringin’ bells
i must be dyslexic, ‘cuz my exes look like L’s
she wanna call me late at night and hit my cell
i know that she drink tonight so imma wish her well
no i don’t ever sleep, i never see hotels
i’m rollin’ in the deep, i feel just like Adele
i’m rollin’ through the streets, i’m dodgin’ all the shells
she rollin’ in my sheets, and it get hot as hell
she medusa so i had to break the spell
just like St. Lucia, yeah i bring tsunami swells
damn it’s raining
she’s complaining
damn she pain me
please don’t page me (imma make it rain)
i’ve been changing
i’ve been waiting
contemplating
still risk taking (had to make a change)

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

UPTOWN ft. YBJ

ft. @killmesumday & @daisydiva7
prod. @curtainss x me

lyrics:

(bills)
i be goin’ stupid but you know I get the brain though (i get the brain though)
he was talkin’ shit, had to give that boy a halo (that boy a halo)
in the V I’m whippin’, whippin’, whipping’ like it’s yayo (like it’s yayo)
you see me undefeated yeah I always get the KO (yeah, yeah)
big spliff, grabba (hot)
this shit be bussin’ the matha (okay)
spun a few times went and made the block hot (okay)
yeah I’m gunnin’ it straight for the top spot (yeah)
they want somethin’ from me better send bread
i be on go just like best friend (lets go)
they tried, better give it a rest then (what)
i’m on drill like I live in the west end (yeah)

(killmesumday)
S.E.N.D bread right now I need to count them racks up
can’t see me in the field I sent them runnin’ like the packers
i hit a lick with my mom
ran off on the plug with the za (yeah)
he ain’t my bro, he a flop (uh)
i’m ‘bout to spin his block (yeah)
spinnin’, spinnin’, hold up wait I need a minute
racks so tall I’m like 12 foot on it
i know that they mad
they in they bag
because they see us winnin’
i get money fast
they be mad
i’m so toxic

(bills)
i be goin’ stupid but you know I get the brain though (i get the brain though)
he was talkin’ shit, had to give that boy a halo (that boy a halo)
in the V I’m whippin’, whippin’, whipping’ like it’s yayo (like it’s yayo)
you see me undefeated yeah I always get the KO (yeah, yeah)
big spliff, grabba (hot)
this shit be bussin’ the matha (okay)
spun a few times went and made the block hot (okay)
yeah I’m gunnin’ it straight for the top spot (yeah)
they want somethin’ from me better send bread
i be on go just like best friend (lets go)
they tried, better give it a rest then (what)
i’m on drill like I live in the west end (yeah)

(daisy diva)
i always need them to send the bread (yeah)
but I never see ‘em at the bank (nope)
all white tesla tank (yeah)
no lights on when I paint (nope)
white ash from my dank (zaza)
black ash from the ‘to (grabba)
big ape head to toe (king kong)
big ape on the clothes (bing bong)
big ape on my body (bangin’ on my fuckin’ chest)
yeah you know my fuckin’ body
they know you got little body (gllt, bow)
need the breesh, need it on me
little man, little man
you gon’ do your little dance
you keep getting’ little bands
i’m fuckin’ on bitches, they taller than me when they stand

(bills)
i be goin’ stupid but you know I get the brain though (i get the brain though)
he was talkin’ shit, had to give that boy a halo (that boy a halo)
in the V I’m whippin’, whippin’, whipping’ like it’s yayo (like it’s yayo)
you see me undefeated yeah I always get the KO (yeah, yeah)
big spliff, grabba (hot)
this shit be bussin’ the matha (okay)
spun a few times went and made the block hot (okay)
yeah I’m gunnin’ it straight for the top spot (yeah)
they want somethin’ from me better send bread
i be on go just like best friend (lets go)
they tried, better give it a rest then (what)
i’m on drill like I live in the west end (yeah)

KO ft. KILLMESUMDAY & DAISY DIVA

prod @snake_prod x me

lyrics:

(lets go)
want this shit forever but I know it cannot be
flashing lights and cameras that’s all I wanna see
racks on racks on racks baby that is all I need
i swear that’s the only life that there could be for me
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar

i’m goin’ popstar
watch me pull up pull up in a fast car (skrrt, yeah)
studyin’ my moves like a flash card (that’s right)
i know that you cappin’ when you act hard
catch me on the grind for the top of the charts
take what’s mine even if it means breakin' some hearts
now the old life it ends and a new one it starts
and I can’t stop myself or it all falls apart
baby watch me (yeah)
they lookin’ up at me like it’s some toppy
i’m cruisin’ to the top and you can’t stop me (no, no, no)
throw my hands up in the air
when I get there swear that it was destiny
i feel just like Rocky (hit 'em widdit)
slidin’ with the stick like it was hockey (like wait a minute)
lil’ mama yeah she bad, hot like a taki (yeah)
she call me papi (yeah)
and when she want me (yeah)
i tell her call me (call me)

want this shit forever but I know it cannot be
flashing lights and cameras that’s all I wanna see
racks on racks on racks baby that is all I need
i swear that’s the only life that there could be for me
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar

POPSTAR

@odel007
@joshuasageart

Lyrics:

Thinking bout the thoughts i had
Ooo that’s sad
Put sum fuckin digits on the dash
I can’t crash
Ooo wait, what we doing, I’m in first class
My homie chillin in the back he off a tab

Ooo wait she tell me she want me to be her dad
That’s a sticky sticky icky Vicky oh yeah she so bad uh
The haters stick to being mad uh
While I’m making money off the app uh

I just poured a four and I did it with my eyes closed
I let ‘em go, I let it tip toe
Make some more, they might think that I own petco
Take it out, doing work on the cell phone
X2

Uh wait it’s a movie
Uh wait it’s a new me
Bitch I’m silent in these streets
Bitch you never knew me uh yeah
I need 2 please
And I need it quick quick
She a cutie
Think I need a quick pic

Really we do magic
Sometimes you just gotta let it happen
Put the drama in the past tense
I don’t wanna make that a bad habit

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BROLIC ft. JACKIE PLATINUM

POPSTARBILLS 💫

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