Background:
“Shit-talking hype song in which BIGSHOT speaks on getting money and talking badly about people that get in the way... with a second verse lol”

INTRO
It looks like you lost another one.. (on God)
(Hah, yeah, huh, yeah)
Get the cash, that’s it (let’s go)

CHORUS
Get the bag, get the cash, that’s it (that’s right)
Run it back, spin it back, call it quits (that’s right)
Here’s a fact, who’s your dad? A bitch (on God)
Get the gat, stay strapped, kill the rich (on God)
Feeling like a witch how I’m mixing up potion (huh, yeah)
Gripping that stick like I was fucking pole dancing (huh, yeah)
Fuck men, I’m a ten, fuck a ho, fuck a friend
I’m solo til the end, money I love to spend (let’s go)

VERSE 1
I’ma drip her out in Chanel or something else (yeah)
I’ma get her Dior, Versace, Gucci Belt (yeah)
Got some goons good with stealth (bow)
Send you on the road to hell, love to hear you yell (bow, bow)
You cannot play me, I’m a broken game, uh
Recite so many names so who’s to blame? Uh
Who’ll pick up the pieces when I die? Oh it’s a shame, uh
We are not the same, uh, we are not the same, uh

BRIDGE
Picture perfect life and it’s in the frame, uh
Relax, cock it back, steady, take aim, uh
Release that, what we shooting at, uh?
We shooting at them niggas tryna take the bag from me

CHORUS
Get the bag, get the cash, that’s it (that’s right)
Run it back, spin it back, call it quits (that’s right)
Here’s a fact, who’s your dad? A bitch (on God)
Get the gat, stay strapped, kill the rich (on God)
Feeling like a witch how I’m mixing up potion (huh, yeah)
Gripping that stick like I was fucking pole dancing (huh, yeah)
Fuck men, I’m a ten, fuck a ho, fuck a friend
I’m solo til the end, money I love to spend (let’s go)

VERSE 2
I’m thankful for my pen, writing all the lyrics down (yeah)
In the end, I’ma win, I don’t care if you frown (yeah)
Raised the bar with my last; can never be lacklust[er]
You’re not up to par with us better call back up (graa)
Better Call Saul with my sawed-off shotgun
Brandishing a handgun, this is someone’s grandson
Anyone can get it- my income is better than everyone, I said it
I’m the new Cole Bennett: I’ma shoot you then I post the video up on Reddit
The whole world is twisted
I wish the Mayans were right and that the world woulda ended in 2012 (yea)
'Cuz if I said it, I meant it, I don’t apologize for nothing- bitches pathetic (pathetic)

CHORUS
Get the bag, get the cash, that’s it (that’s right)
Run it back, spin it back, call it quits (that’s right)
Here’s a fact, who’s your dad? A bitch (on God)
Get the gat, stay strapped, kill the rich (on God)
Feeling like a witch how I’m mixing up potion (huh, yeah)
Gripping that stick like I was fucking pole dancing (huh, yeah)
Fuck men, I’m a ten, fuck a ho, fuck a friend
I’m solo til the end, money I love to spend (let’s go)

Kill the Rich (w/ 2nd verse)

Creator’s Note: “One of those songs from back in my VoiceMod days, I know, we don’t all love these, but this was one I found and it wasn’t all bad.”


INTRO
Stand up.. represent.. I feel like a presi...

VERSE
Sta-stand up, represent 
I feel like a president "In Da Club" - 50 Cent (Oh)
Corner pub, Eminem (Oh)
Windows shady (car is slim)
They’re tinted baby, can’t see in them
On a daily, vitamin (Uh-oh)
Hate that guy? Invite him in (Uh-oh)
Prepubescent baliff (Uh-oh)
ACAB, dumb bitch (Uh-oh)
Wanna know where I stand on it? (Uh-oh)
I ain’t into politics (Uh-oh)
Old man, Joe Biden (Uh-huh)
Hit women, Joe Budden (Uh-huh)
I miss her, just kidding, I don’t give a damn
Call my girl Subzero, she make me freeze, oh 
How could I be dethroned? I’ma stay ten toes 
Left, right, A, B, cheat code
Get money with ease, though
I feel like a D-Bone, a real hot freak, ho
So call me Scorpion, or Raiden, oh
How I’m Robin these hoes? But look like Batman, oh? (Oh yeah)

Represent [VOICEMOD]

[CHORUS]
Bigger and better than all of the haters that are tryna doubt me
Watch your back cause I always hear when you talk about me
May be a changed man with a grand plan to hunt you down B
Feel like Sand man or Batman, Afghanistan in my hand see
Hunnid round drum no reloading when I gun you down 
She ask me where I’m from? “I wish a nigga would” town
Back up, back up, call for back up
I haven’t dropped my crown
I’ma run the stacks up, run the stacks up
You gon see me win now

[VERSE]
You better watch your mouth
I hear everything
I got people on the inside and I’m pulling strings
I decide if you reside on this earth or not hoe I’m the king
Use those knees for something else than sucking dick
 and start kneeling
I can be a prick sometimes but you don’t have to tell me that
We jumped a kid one time for talking shit he shouldn’t have talked like that
If you think I’m cap better check the facts he still got bruises to this day
I remember getting pressed in middle school I’d say sixth grade
First time I ever jumped a hoe, yeah
I was still a kid though, yeah
They tried to pack me up with a shank, yeah
And that’s what it’s like to be raised in New York City

[CHORUS]
Bigger and better than all of the haters that are tryna doubt me
Watch your back cause I always hear when you talk about me
May be a changed man with a grand plan to hunt you down B
Feel like Sand man or Batman, Afghanistan in my hand see
Hunnid round drum no reloading when I gun you down 
She ask me where I’m from? “I wish a nigga would” town
Back up, back up, call for back up
I haven’t dropped my crown
I’ma run the stacks up, run the stacks up
You gon see me win now

[VERSE]
I haven’t been wrong in a super long time
Laid back with the bros floating on cloud 9
I might have to cut ties with a few guys
Snakes I see behind your lies 
Serpent in disguise
Funny how you think that you are something
Bitch I think that you are nothing
I’m just better in every way
You won’t see the light of day
Being nice is not the wave
Dissing people’s my forte
If you make a mistake and you’re ugly then
I’m gonna say it to your face

[BRIDGE]
Angelina still fat, what’s her face got braces now
All my exes look like rats so I’m glad that I ain’t with them now
I feel bad for their partners that have to fuck em ow
When you eat then out just remember I’ve been and out

[CHORUS]
Bigger and better than all of the haters that are tryna doubt me
Watch your back cause I always hear when you talk about me
May be a changed man with a grand plan to hunt you down B
Feel like Sand man or Batman, Afghanistan in my hand see
Hunnid round drum no reloading when I gun you down 
She ask me where I’m from? “I wish a nigga would” town
Back up, back up, call for back up
I haven’t dropped my crown
I’ma run the stacks up, run the stacks up
You gon see me win now

GRAND PLAN

[INTRO]
No appearance now, let me hear it (Oh yeah) [x3]
Just give me, oh, one minute (Oh)
Give me, oh, one minute, 'inute, 'inute (Oh)
And I’m coming back in it, in it, in it, in it (Okay)
If I tell ‘em wassup
I feel like a soldier, I’m coming back bolder (Listen)
If I tell ‘em wassup, they gon

[VERSE]
Listen
Stand up straight when you’re talking to me
No spinal cord, invertebrate
I’m a man on a mission
Listen to me, bae, I’ma handle this case
And I’ma come back soon (Hey)
Air out the- air out the room (Hey)
Suffer, impending doom (Hey)
Can’t scold me, came out the womb
Broke the mold that they held me
Expectations, can’t hold me
Inner conversations, that’s the bold me
Inside my mind, that’s the truth, it ain’t holy

These days, I keep myself encased (I close myself off)
In my own bubble (I bet you sit there and scoff)
I weep, in hell, for days (Need to rinse myself off)
Stuck under rubble 
I hear, the bell, amazed (Round one, fight)
Grab the shovel (If I don’t)
Dig my own grave (Oh, you in trouble)
You’re in trouble (You’re in trouble)

TELL 'EM WASSUP (intro)

Creator’s Note: “They call me…”

Once upon a time, in a dense tropical jungle, there lived a banana named Benny. Unlike the other bananas who preferred to hang around in clusters, Benny had a taste for adventure. One day, he decided to embark on a solo camping trip to explore the uncharted parts of the jungle. With a miniature backpack strapped to his curvaceous form, he set out, excited to discover what lay beyond the familiar canopy of his home tree. As the sun dipped below the horizon, Benny found a cozy spot beside a bubbling brook and set up his tiny tent, feeling the thrill of independence and the promise of unknown adventures.

As night fell, the jungle came alive with the sounds of nocturnal creatures. Benny, a resourceful little fruit, built a small campfire using dry leaves and twigs, casting a warm glow in the encroaching darkness. He roasted marshmallows—tiny for a human, but just the right size for a banana—on a stick he had fashioned from a nearby branch. As he savored the sweet, gooey treat, Benny marveled at the vastness of the jungle, feeling a deep connection with nature. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl became his lullaby, and he drifted into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of the adventures that awaited him.

Morning came with the soft chirping of birds and the gentle caress of the sun's rays. Benny packed up his campsite, leaving no trace of his presence, just as a respectful camper should. As he ventured further into the jungle, he discovered hidden waterfalls, befriended curious animals, and even stumbled upon ancient ruins that hinted at the mysteries of the jungle's past. Each day brought new challenges and wonders, but Benny faced them all with courage and a banana's characteristic optimism. His camping trip, intended as a brief escape, became a life-changing journey, transforming Benny from an ordinary banana into a legendary explorer of the jungle.

Banana Nana

Creator’s Note: “The birth date of Pink Dress and the legend that would be the unfinished and unreleased Fourth of July track. This also contains the embodiment of not listening to the beat before hopping on it. Also these songs were placed in the opposite order of the time that they were recorded in”

PINK DRESS 8:37 PM, 5/31
Mind filled with trust
Mind filled with lust
See you in that pink dress, so different, oh
See you in that pink dress, so beautiful
When I'm around you my mindset's so different, oh
And when the sun sets, take off your clothes

FOURTH OF JULY 8:13 PM, 5/31
Ayy, light the boy up like the Fourth of July
Line 'em up, kill 'em one at a time
God let this fire work when I up it and squeeze
Put your hands up, now, down on your knees
Tried that last night on your wife
And she enjoyed it, right, right, right?
I'm a damn rebel, no competition
The clock embezzled, watch that bitch glisten

TRIPPIN' 7:57 PM, 5/31
Ay, claim that I'm trippin', ain't trippin' off nothing
Ain't hit nothing today, ho, I'm geeked
You soft as a muffin straight out of the oven
Ain't touchin' nothing, you can get baked
We'll call your bluff and, get killed for nothing
Say something we press delete

5.31 Sessions

Creator’s Note: “A song from the perspective of a hitman. This was originally supposed to be on a horror-core type album where each song got increasingly more disturbing. The hypothetical track-list (in which some songs do exist, indicated by the *) was as follows:
- Psychopath *
- Sociopath
- Assassin For Hire *
- Psych Ward *
- Stone Faced Killer *
- Kamikaze *
- Whore House *
- Ya Fucked Up
- Nowhere 2 Run

LYRICS:
Uhm, who the hell is in my rear view mirror?
That’s when the fog cleared up, my sight clearer
Suspect wanted, we found ‘em
Take off his head and the men that surround ‘em
That bounty is ours, let’s do it
Knives and the guns, we gon’ chop it and screw it
When I aim down the scope, you better run
There’s no more hope, my nigga, you’re done
Ay, shot at his wheels, flat tire
And I’m bout to kill, formal attire
Real deal, Michael Myers
I can feel your fear from here get higher
Call up 9-1-1, need help, dire
The only words you say is Yes, sire
Made him my slave, put him in the grave
Onto the next, assassin for hire

Assassin For Hire [SNIPPET]

Creator’s Note: “The infamous 4th of July record. Need I say more?”

VERSE
Ayy, light the boy up like the Fourth of July
Line 'em up, kill 'em one at a time
God let this fire work when I up it and squeeze
Put your hands up, now, down on your knees
Tried that last night on your wife
And she enjoyed it, right, right, right?
I'm a damn rebel, no competition
The clock embezzled, watch that bitch glisten
Ayy, quiet. pop, pop, pop
Bodies, drop, drop, drop
The crowd in attendance, y’all better sit down
Y’all are my peasants, better listen to the king now
Light ‘em up, firework
Light ‘em up, light work
Light ‘em up, in this pack now
Just pulled up so y’all better back down
Call me Jason I’m breaking her back now

Fourth of July [DEMO]

Creator’s Note: “OK. Lots to unpack here, if you haven’t heard this updated version then read this after you’ve listened and it’ll be at the bottom of the lyrics”

INTRO
Uh, yeah (Go)
Guess who’s back again?
Just rode in the Benz with my friends 
Fuckin’ feds on our ass, we ain’t having it
Young bro caught a case and the lawyers is after him
I ain’t even worried, that kid gon’ be straight, and them bitches ain’t catching him
Don’t like getting high, I’m the guy, right by your side if you need someone there
I know life ain’t fair
Trust me, I been there

CHORUS
Cease and desist
Peace and resist
Temptation to fall into bad habits
Cease and desist?
No, peace and resist
Temptation to fall into bad habits
Say it again for my cerebral cortex
I’m bad at listening, Johnny Test
I give up, retire, Ron Artest
All this stress, heart attack

BRIDGE
I can’t do it, I’m too attached
Don’t break up, it’ll work in the end
She did it first, I’m mad I didn’t get the chance
Now she got the upper hand

VERSE
Everythings better now that we’re apart
Now I look to the light, don’t turn to the dark
Thoughts of putting iron in my chest, Tony Stark
I remember I yearned for some hope in my heart
But I got burned, double crossed
For putting my trust in a hoe, I learned to be smart
Karina and Soph are both hoes (Don’t start)
Nate and Jack ain’t my bros no mo (Restart)
Rodrigo a cunt, tell his ho to be smart
Marcel is a coward and pussy at heart 
Karen likes girls, eat a dick, choke hard
Roman only likes taken girls, that’s dark 

BRIDGE
You know what?
Eat a dick, fuckin’ prick
I’ve had it with this therapist
Wack therapy shit
I hate it, I quit, I don’t get it

CHORUS
Cease and desist
Peace and resist
Temptation to fall into bad habits
Cease and desist?
No, peace and resist
Temptation to fall into bad habits
Say it again for my cerebral cortex
I’m bad at listening, Johnny Test
I give up, retire, Ron Artest
All this stress, heart attack


PT2: “Aight before the pitchforks come out, the theme of this album was originally supposed to be a back and forth between me and a therapist, hence the cover art. My ‘bad habits’ so to speak were going after people who seemingly either did nothing wrong or didn’t deserve it. The names that were dropped and censored or replaced in the finished version were just incase it was taken a different way once the whole back & forth story was scrapped.”

TL;DR: Used names for a scrapped concept so they were replaced/censored.

Bad Habits [OG VERSION]

I’m feeling powered, empowered
These bitches cowards, devoured (Uh)
The Great Devourer, that’s me
You’re a peasant to me, that’s a serpentine 
Flow cold as ice, shout out to my boy Zane (My boy Zane)
Heat you up like Kai, doctors shock you up like Jay (Like Jay)
They ain’t helpin’ I just sent you to the sky, shocked your brain
Music got me feeling like I’m Lloyd, I can do everything
Taught you everything you know, Master Wu in the building
I’m finna get ‘em gone, Lord of Destruction, Garmadon
I stay strapped, ho, I'm armed, and I'm blowing off their arms
Ho, I'm back, I know you're scarred
I'm never letting down my guard
You wanna take it far? We can take it far
Don't give a fuck 'bout your safety in that regard
Straight from New York City, please don't let me start
I can go on for hours and hours, bringin' it back, bitch, I'ma devour
Ho, it's my turn, ho, it's my turn
Kai light them up, I'ma let them burn
Jay go and hit 'em and make it worse
Zane better pull up and frost bite this whore
Then Cole better pull up to bury this corpse

Ninjago

Blood Donor

CHORUS
Wavin’ my hand out the window
Pick her up in my car, baby, let’s go
Back to my place, we race
Cause she like it fast, she don’t like it slow
Get down, baby, get low
I’m grabbing her face while I hit from the back (Hit from the back)
I took you to my place, don’t get attached (Don't get attached)
Cause I’m dropping you off where I met you at (Woah)
We were never together I can’t take you back (Woah)

VERSE
Baby, it takes two to tango (Uh-oh)
My mind spinning round, round, Ninjago (Uh-oh)
Always the talk of the town, that’s the motto (Oh)
Stay ten toes, never falter
Nathaniel got dumped at the altar
I’m busy living my own life, oh, sonder
I think I might make her my wife
Of her I grew, her I grew, fonder
She taste like fondue, water
I make her squirt 
I got the heat tucked, I got the heater, I got the heater
Oh, I'm pulling the strap out, and I'm waving my hand out

CHORUS
Wavin’ my hand out the window
Pick her up in my car, baby, let’s go
Back to my place, we race
Cause she like it fast, she don’t like it slow
Get down, baby, get low
I’m grabbing her face while I hit from the back (Hit from the back)
I took you to my place, don’t get attached (Don't get attached)
Cause I’m dropping you off where I met you at (Woah)
We were never together I can’t take you back (Woah)

Out The Window

LYRICS:
Adulthood is a whole different ball game
Don't even know what to do, American Idiot, Green Day
Jumpscares out of nowhere, like Insidious, a horror movie
Nothing in my life could prepare me for this, sporadic, still seize the day

Insidious

LYRICS:
Sacrificial lamb and he in my trunk
I don’t give a damn who watchin’ tell him to duck
She laugh harder with me, I never knew you were a cuck
I win, you lose, and like yo’ girl, you suck
She blowing me off, get her off me
I don’t even want this treesh honestly
Girl, stop, I’m tired (Drink some coffee)
Bitch, I don’t even know you
Get the fuck away from me
Let her down, slowly
I don’t mess with all the pick me
Think you keep a hold on me like the Wii?
Girl you ugly, plastic surgery

I Win, You Lose

The way you talk ain’t very intelligent
The way you walk has got me wondering
Were you, uh, dropped on your fucking head?
Huh, huh, uh, Wait say that shit again…
Were you, uh, dropped on your fucking head?
Ay, are ya off of your fucking meds?
I’m up in a castle, comfortably
That girl is a hassle, so get off of me
I win every battle, you’re all soft, honestly
Life throws a wildcard, UNO
You just gotta learn how to take it right, ooh, woah
Feel that shit in your heart, you’ll know

Thing about me is I get too attached
And it happens so fast, in a god damn flash
I’m tired of it
I need to retire or some shit
I no longer have the fire, I quit
Times over, expire, I put down my fists
It’s onto the next chapter
What am I doing with my life? It don’t matter
I feel like nothing matters
Serving my head on a platter
My demise I climbed that ladder
Would’ve bought her seven rings, Saturn
I’m a sad boy turned sadder
Do I need her by my side or do I do it myself?
Shit impossible now, highway to hell
On the ladder, upwards, I fell
You can't feel what I feel

The way you talk ain’t very intelligent
The way you walk has got me wondering
Were you, uh, dropped on your fucking head?
Huh, huh, uh, Wait say that shit again…
Were you, uh, dropped on your fucking head?
Ay, are ya off of your fucking meds?
I’m up in a castle, comfortably
That girl is a hassle, so get off of me
I win every battle, you’re all soft, honestly
Life throws a wildcard, UNO
You just gotta learn how to take it right, ooh, woah
Feel that shit in your heart, you’ll know

LYRICS:
I let them down, down
Not a good role model...

I let them down, can someone help me now?
Can you help me out? Can you help me out? (Out)

I lay on the floor with my feelings again
Take that ashwagandha, numb my head
Turn away, never turn, turn, turn to the meds
'Cause that's how you get fucked up and end up dead
That's when you get codependent, too dependent
That you think they're your friends
Money smart, know every way it could tear you apart
Fuck with me I dare you, show you every way I could tear you apart
Throwing out an insult? Homie, that's a shot in the dark
You don't wanna go down that route
Put that iron in your chest, Tony Stark

I let them down, can someone help me now?
Can you help me out? Can you help me out? (Out)

Her attitude makes me frown
I can't help myself so I can't help her now

Help Me Out

LYRICS:
Uh, I do my own thing
Finna plan the wedding I just bought the wedding, it's nothing
I do my own thing, sit in my room and sing
I do my own thing, I sit in my room and sing
I said I do my own thing, own thing

I'm keepin' my head out anyone's business
You all are dead, now, that's on my wishlist for Christmas
Remember what I said now, serving my sentence (Repent, bitch)
Double R-R, with the dark tints
Put it in park, get to clickin'

Uh, I do my own thing
Finna plan the wedding I just bought the wedding, it's nothing
I do my own thing, sit in my room and sing
I do my own thing, I sit in my room and sing
I said I do my own thing, own thing

My Own Thing

LYRICS;
It’s my way or the highway
Balling all day, all day
I got my neck cold, it’s on froze (You’ll freeze)
I’m coming at they throat, throwing elbows
Got em on they knees
You’re so special, got a certain feeling
In my temple you’ll go, breathtaking
Feel it in my soul, I know, you’ll get everything

Everything you want and more
That girl I adore
You never judge, I left the court
Back when I left that whore
I’m back for more, back on the board
Soaring, scoring, lord
Upping the score, that girl a bore
I don’t need her anymore
Always pushing four hundred horse power
I’ll make em feel my power
They running scared, cower, they cowards
Ain’t nobody fouler, nobody fouler than me
Ha, than me, than me

It’s my way or the highway
Balling all day, all day
I got my neck cold, it’s on froze (You’ll freeze)
I’m coming at they throat, throwing elbows
Got em on they knees
You’re so special, got a certain feeling
In my temple you’ll go, breathtaking
Feel it in my soul, I know, you’ll get everything

The Highway

CHORUS
Uh, it hasn’t been too long
But girl I know right from wrong
You deserve more than two songs
Girl, you’re owed a whole album
I wanna know what you’re on
Already know the timin’ I’m on
Never love a ho back, ho be gone
Bygones won’t be bygones, but you’ll be gone

VERSE
I ain’t foldin’, holdin’ strong
Oh, I’m too strong
I don’t want your ass, get off my phone, fam
I already got a girl and she suckin’ it with both hands
In a fuckin’ handstand, that’s the fuckin’ plan, man
I don’t give one, one, two, one, or two damns
Hittin’ up my phone from your friend’s, are you that mad?
Stalker girl, look at my girl
Disney World Princess
I look at you and hurl, know it’s hard to digest
You got me in a whirl, I’ll take off your white dress
Make you my wife? Yes
Will you be my wife? Yes
Will I protect you? Of course
With a knife? Yes
Will true love pass this test?
Girl you’re better than all the rest

CHORUS
Uh, it hasn’t been too long
But girl I know right from wrong
You deserve more than two songs
Girl, you’re owed a whole album
I wanna know what you’re on
Already know the timin’ I’m on
Never love a ho back, ho be gone
Bygones won’t be bygones, but you’ll be gone

Right From Wrong

Huh, yeah (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right? (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right? (Haha, right?)
I’m a really (bad) bad (bad) guy (guy)
I do bad things, right? (I do, bitch)
Imma make you cry
I’ve fallen for your trap once or twice
You could get slapped, you’ll pay the price
Obsessed with your ex, did he make you cry?
Well, I’m not much better baby, I could multiply

I was ready to protect you, put it all on the line
But I don’t mean to upset you, or do I?
That’s the demon in me talking (Ha, go)
Put your ex man in a coffin
Make sure your next man won’t be walking
(You won’t be walkin’, bitch)
When I get a hold of him
Take it out the holster, hole to him
Better yet, I’ll put a hole through him
Phone silenced, auto-pilot
Look at my wrist-watch, I got perfect timing
I could have him sitting criss-cross, choking on my diamonds
When I get his wrist, watch, I’mma fucking slice it

Right? (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right?
I’m a really (bad) bad (bad) guy (guy)
I do bad things, right? (I do, bitch)
Imma make you cry
I’ve fallen for your trap once or twice
You could get slapped, you’ll pay the price
Hey, pop this and relax, put you down all night
You cannot face the facts, so you resort to the lies

Pay The Price

I up the blick right to your dome
Click-click-click and get you gone
Your girlfriend calling my phone
I don’t want that ho, leave a message at the tone
Leave a message after the beep
Control A, and delete
I run this shit, ask around
What I say in that one song? I got fifty rounds

Unload the clip
They talking that shit
Got a gun with a dick and it’s fucking ya bitch, what?
I’m putting that mask on, getting the racks, uh
I’m making you my son, like, uh
I am a boss, leave your mom distraught 
I wasn’t born a demon, I was taught
You’re fired, dragon, Komodo
Run up the bag, get the sack and the dough, though
Put up your hands, get attacked, that’s for sho, though
Yee-yee-haw, ho, it’s time for the show-down
Grab my timbs, get the hat on, til I murder you in Timbuktu
Fuck it, you catch a quick fade
I turn your brains into Minute Maid
I’m catching bodies, bodies, bodies
I don’t talk to nobody
Brand new whip, shows on my own
You get in my way I get you gone
Had to tap back into that flow
I don’t feel too well, on with the show

I up the blick right to your dome
Click-click-click and get you gone
Your girlfriend calling my phone
I don’t want that ho, leave a message at the tone
Leave a message after the beep
Control A, and delete
I run this shit, ask around
What I say in that one song? I got fifty rounds

CTRL+A

I'll never hurt her, or let her get hurt
Her body like some treasure, nobody could ever get her
Use my mouth, pleasure
I'm going down, head first
Walk into town with the bands, bands
I don't like to flex, humble man
Long walks on the beach and I'm building with sand
She walks over to me and down goes her pants
Know she a freak and she wanting a man
You, I need, it's in demand
Show you how you make me feel, feel
Girl, you the real deal
Tell me your secrets I won't spill, spill
You can trust me, baby, lips sealed

Lips Sealed (intro)

CHORUS
My mind is racing at like a million
If you say that I can’t ho, well, then I really can
I dare you to jump me, you and your mans
I can’t believe I’m beating my fans
You can get packed up, oh man
You can get slapped up, like damn
I put his ho in the stove on high heat, like yeah

VERSE
We gon get rid of the evidence
No convictions evident
Mask up, we turning the hoes into ground meat
Next house is the sherrif of St. Lucie county
They wanna know what I’m on about
What if I just showed you? So there’s no doubt
I’m a psycho, ready to hit the road
Who defeats all his enemies and all his foes
Can’t lie, sometimes it’s friends too
Turn your back on me? Give a damn about you
Beat ‘em up, I ain’t holding punches back
Make ‘em bleed, uh, you’re my punching bag
I put my feet up, kick back and relax
I’m the greatest, amazed I spazzed on this track
And I know for a fact, to follow, I’ll be a tough act

CHORUS
My mind is racing at like a million
If you say that I can’t ho, well, then I really can
I dare you to jump me, you and your mans
I can’t believe I’m beating my fans
You can get packed up, oh man
You can get slapped up, like damn
I put his ho in the stove on high heat, like yeah

High Heat

You should know I love to see them burn
They should know, they brought me so much hurt
Don’t defend those hoes, at some point they gotta learn
That’s the easy way or the hard way
And we can take it there if that is your fate
Punch him square, square, square in the face
Step on the gas, accelerate 
I’m on they ass, give me a plate
I’ll use nature’s forks, hunting my prey
Floor boards, hide ‘em away
Stash the Benjamins in the safe

You Should Know (interlude)

I ain’t worried bout them hoes in my rear view
I could tell a story bout that ho, but I don’t care to
I get her off my mind, on my grind
That bitch is see-through
I’m way too fine, bitch, die (Uh, ooh, ooh)
Take a look at my watch, and you’re blind
Stevie Wonder, wonder why I left you behind
No explanations, bye-bye
Honed in, focused
She a hopeless, dumb bitch
Said I’m honed in and focused
Talk my shit if I wish

Bye Bye (outro)

INTRO
So it's back to the swervin' y'all ready know
I got the cops on my ass, told 'em leave me alone
Hop out the whip, hand-to-hand combat, let's go
Got the gloves and the bat just to bat your skull in, cheat code
Got the cleats with the brass knuckles
You could say that's overkill, fasho

CHORUS
Off of no sleep, I swerve
Got a real dope mind and I'm fly like a bird
You gon' get hurt
I suggest you U-turn
These words'll burn
So in fear, you swerve, hit the curb
I pray you learn, that'd be a first
Been blessed since birth, I know my worth

VERSE
Just got back home, I got lag from the flight
Sending bullets to your dome just to make sure I get home alright
Won't even look at your home, that's a nasty sight
You sad, and broke, and don't even know how to fight

REFRAIN
Legacy what I'm leaving behind
If you mad at me, I'm all ears bitch, now is the time
Get it off yo chest I'ma lay 'em to rest
And I got these hoes obsessed, I'm the best, I'm the best, oh
I'm a wizard, fill your mouth with asbestos
I'm a wizard, she just dropped all of her clothes

VERSE 2
Your house my wrist, you tryna get like this
Your house on my wrist
Up, down, left, right, like Iron Fist
My heart cold as ice you could see the mist
Sike, I'm too hot now
She ride me like a bike whenever I'm in town
Hit 'em with the left, then the right, then a blade right through his mouth
Thief in the night, yeah, I prey when the sun goes down
I'm a panther, an animal, you could say I'm on the prowl (I'm on the prowl)
Hunt my prey, I growl (Yeah, I growl)
Better not make a sound (Listen, listen)

CHORUS
Off of no sleep, I swerve (Ay)
Got a real dope mind and I'm fly like a bird, bird
On my own time, these hoes getting burned (Okay, ay)
I don't need you, toss you to the curb (Okay, ay)
You'll hit something and that'll be a first (Okay, ay)

REFRAIN
Legacy what I'm leaving behind
If you mad at me, I'm all ears bitch, now is the time
Get it off yo chest I'ma lay 'em to rest
And I got these hoes obsessed, I'm the best, I'm the best, oh
I'm a wizard, fill your mouth with asbestos
I'm a wizard, she just dropped all of her clothes


Swerve v2

Try Again

Time will tell, I’m sure this girls sent from hell
Big clock on my wrist, bitch, that’s a bell
One of one and I won’t sell
3-4-7, hit my cell
One shot and you done, focus on yourself
Came in the party and I brought the Bacardi
Ricky, Dicky, and Dawn brought the molly
Head in the stall from a bitch named Molly
And her friend Sally
Just came home and I drove on a boat
I think it was a Ferry, I’m doing the most
Met a new girl, she from the coast
I love to brag, I love to boast
Let’s give a congrats, here’s a toast

I love you all with all my heart
Our darkest times couldn’t tear us apart
Neither could those hoes, don’t let me start

Ayy, difference in temperature messing with me
He cold, I’m hot, put the pressure on thee
Keeping my spot for surely, a parakeet wouldn’t dare copy me
 Think I’ll share? You tripping
In like a year they all want a verse from me
Or in a year, they all wanna versus, versus, versus me
Bitch, we’ll see, ah-ha, bitch we’ll see
Knock him out with a fruit punch
I could lay you out with no gun
You hoes doing too much
And bitch, I had enough

Time will tell, I’m sure this girls sent from hell
Big clock on my wrist, bitch, that’s a bell
One of one and I won’t sell
3-4-7, hit my cell
One shot and you done, focus on yourself
Came in the party and I brought the Bacardi
Ricky, Dicky, and Dawn brought the molly
Head in the stall from a bitch named Molly
And her friend Sally
Just came home and I drove on a boat
I think it was a Ferry, I’m doing the most
Met a new girl, she from the coast
I love to brag, I love to boast
Here’s the welcome mat, get out hoe

Time Will Tell

CHORUS
Uh, I ain’t nervous I’m just pissed, pissed off
Hit that fat ass bitch in his fucking jaw
I don’t mean to be mean at all
But if you seen what I seen you would be appalled
I ain’t nervous, I’m just pissed, pissed off
Hit that fat ass bitch with a pistol
Got a one of a kind, type of mind
An exclusive mineral, crystal
You irk me so bad, hell
Pussy get hit with a jab, scream for help
Can’t fight back, too fat, he fell
Street fight go til you see black, no bell

VERSE
Let’s talk about that girl for a minute, oh, wait
Keep that man around, have it your way
I don’t got much to say
But when I beat his ass, don’t be afraid
I’m on go mode, you already know though
Flex up, next up
Looking good for the photo
Call up back up
Know you don’t want the smoke, ho
I stoop too low and keep dragging it, Komodo
If she not bad, I put a bag over- Oh, no
Stuff the body bag in the back of the dorm ho
TSA making me late cause my skin tone
In the airport, rushing for a date with the bank notes
She said, why you trippin? I said…

CHORUS
Uh, I ain’t nervous I’m just pissed, pissed off
Hit that fat ass bitch in his fucking jaw
I don’t mean to be mean at all
But if you seen what I seen you would be appalled
I ain’t nervous, I’m just pissed, pissed off
Hit that fat ass bitch with a pistol
Got a one of a kind, type of mind
An exclusive mineral, crystal
You irk me so bad, hell
Pussy get hit with a jab, scream for help
Can’t fight back, too fat, he fell
Street fight go til you see black, no bell

Pissed Off

CHORUS
My heart drops every time you text me
I have this fear that I’ll be blocked every morning
My heart’s unlocked but for one and only
I need to stop staring at my home screen

VERSE
I’m getting texts from people who don’t know me
Blocked- hit my line, baby, show you off like a trophy
You don’t gotta ask for permission, baby, go ahead and proceed
She gets down on, both knees
You turn me on, oh geez
Help me get my head on straight
Wouldn’t have it any other way
Will you be mine? Don’t delay
You’re too fine, so our babies will be as beautiful as you
I’d cross the earth for you
Dig through dirt for clues
I won’t lose

CHORUS
My heart drops every time you text me
I have this fear that I’ll be blocked every morning
My heart’s unlocked but for one and only
I need to stop staring at my home screen

Won't Lose

Riding through Manhattan, I’m chilling
Look at them tall (tall) buildings
Hop in Manhattan, I get a feeling
Damn right, I ball, villain
I crack a smirk, I do the dirty work
Pop off his head, kill him
Warning shot at his hair, make him bald (Bald) Krillen
Bitches basic, bitches basic, I don’t give a damn
The end of my barrel, you gonna face it, then bitch I go blam
Your brain look like green eggs and ham, Sam I Am
Take off his arm, Bucky Barnes
Keep the iron on me, man, Tony Stark

I could tell you a big fan, large
I don’t give a damn, your bitch sound parched
Drink my semen, leave your man bleeding
I’m from the North, not from the South
Give a fuck what these bitches is talking about
What I say? I’m from the North, not from the South
I take it back, bitch, I’m airing you out
Grab a needle and I’m sewing your mouth
You look like a fucking beetle now I’m showing out
Ooh, my price gone up, she said she wanna fuck for fifty bucks?
Bitch, try a fucking grand, for us to even hold hands
I don’t want no damn ho, and the problems that come with it so
I won’t, I won’t, no, I won’t fold, won’t fold

Riding through Manhattan, I’m chilling
Look at them tall (tall) buildings
Hop in Manhattan, I get a feeling
Damn right, I ball, villain
I crack a smirk, I do the dirty work
Pop off his head, kill him
Warning shot at his hair, make him bald (Bald) Krillen
Bitches basic, bitches basic, I don’t give a damn
The end of my barrel, you gonna face it, then bitch I go blam
Your brain look like green eggs and ham, Sam I Am
Take off his arm, Bucky Barnes
Keep the iron on me, man, Tony Stark

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