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PIBBLE’S PLAYLIST OF DOOM  >:D - 12

VOCALS:
@blckk

PRODUCED BY ME & @neziah1k

PHASESHIFT

HABITS

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HABITS (feat. BLCKK & NEZIAH1K)

Track 12 (Prod. by SKOTSKR)

chicago

Lyrics :

Beat 01

Hook :
Sexing with death
I'm on a wrong path
X4

Verse 1 :
She sweet like potato
Want me to give her top
I need to see to the potential
Do not want it to flop
Bet
Imma give her my all
So now she don't want me to stop
We ain't taking it slow mo
If I talk and don't act
That is a no go
So I bark and I bite
I give a whole show
What's popping ?
Wassup ?
Es inflammado ?
Well imma turn it up
And add an Avocado
Cuz she gon need a whole lot of water when I'll be done
I take us to the other side
They're calling me Charon
Like, you know with the reaper I got relations
She giving me some time
I'm giving her my tongue

Ayo wait wait wait
You telling me you fuck death ?
Giving her brain brain brain
On the go so she can bless you ?

Well
I'm a good girl
What can I say ?
She loving it when I play
With her mouth
She my bae

Chorus :
I'm the only one
She like to foreplay with
It's a ticking bomb
Fore she get bored with me
It is a dangerous bond
Yea I plead the filth
But in the catacomb
We feeling so lively
X2

Hook :
Sexing with death
I'm on a wrong path
X4

Verse 2 :
I don't care why she really wanna do me
When I'm under that cloak I want it to get spicy
Sussy
Damn I got up a lil zesty
Fingers making that faucheuse so happy
Nauseous ?
Nah girl I won't be
Atrocious be her work
But I mean
Would you pass on the goddess on the afterlife ?
I doubt that
So fuck it, I'll be her brat

Chorus :
I'm the only one
She like to foreplay with
It's a ticking bomb
Fore she get bored with me
It is a dangerous bond
Yea I plead the filth
But in the catacomb
We feeling so lively
X2

Hook :
Sexing with death
I'm on a wrong path
X4

Beat 02

Verse 3 :
Sexing with death's amazing
Not gonna lie
Grey ace shawty flying way too fucking high
Stop me not bitch
I wanna see how far she can take on the Line
'Fore the deadly climax
Sexing with death
I'm on a wrong path
Am I really the only one she wanna, huh
Am I really the only one she wanna smash ?
I doubt that
Still I let her bang cause

Sexing with death's amazing
Sexing with death's amazing
Sexing with death's amazing
Sexing with death's amazing

SEX.WITH.DEATH

@JACKSAWS
@HXLX
https://genius.com/Sentfromiraq-the-bog-lyrics

THE BOG W/ JACKSAW [HXLX]

LYRICS:

Picture me rolling something in a blunt,
Open it up, pick apart what’s making up the guts
Pass it around, make sure everybody get it once
Tripping off of whoever bet I ever give it up
Stumbling out the front door, lacing up shoes
I got shit I gotta get done today I’m making the news
It’s a lot you probably hear about me, none of it’s true
‘Cause what they said isn’t enough pussy it’s worse, fuck you

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

I put down the static I don’t want it,
‘Cause if I go to jail I come out dumping out the cartridge
Hanging out the window yelling “fuck the whole game”
Let ‘em pull up at the crib and dot a fucking family name
Eulogies and twitter posts “they died too young”
Well blame it on who taught ‘em how to hold they fucking tongue
Shit that I invested in was built for popping lungs,
Tell ‘em jump, motherfucker jump, duck and fucking run

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

Scene been rotten from the inside out
I’m still fucking up the peace until we both dried out
I hated every fucking word that ever fell out they mouth
I wish you all the fucking worst could give a fuck what you ‘bout
Pussy die, tell ‘em die, don’t ever bring it outside
I’m fucking riled up I hope you try
This for every artist ever looked me in my eyes I see the bitch in you,
Bow, motherfucker die slow

CARTRIDGE [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I woke up thinking I should roll over and die
Shit I been living gritting teeth I need what’s mine
Old phone got a couple gems in it, fuck is that?
Told somebody I was ‘bout to do this shit they fucking laughed
Fuck I told you ‘bout me?
I ain’t change a fucking thing
Still up getting drunk as fuck and throw my fucking life away
I ain’t quitting shit I’m picking cocaine up and lacing pills
Hope it pop my fucking heart, I heard smoking kills

Tell me who the fuck I’m supposed to call about this shit I got my,
Brain matter rotting I keep shaking ‘bout some shit I keep on,
Crying I can’t tell you why, waking up past fucking five,
I should kill this bottle, shake it off and take a fucking drive
Take somebody with me do some favors in this bitch
Wrap the fucking whip around a pole, could get me rich
Don’t nobody speak on what you did until you die
I’m not fucking up I’m cutting half up off the time

SMOKING KILLS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Tryna get rich then pick my issues back up I’m not tryna quit
Didn’t my best shit sound like I got fucked up shit I prolly did
What’s up with you? Ima keep running my mouth then buy myself a crib
Bitch I been knew, I’m supposed to be fucked up I’m my mommas kid
Try and tell me what the fuck I’m really supposed to talk about then we could die about it
Shit that’s written in my DNA could tell me why I never got to write about it
Why the fuck I couldn’t cry about it,
Why the fuck it’s all blood sweat and my liver taking all the hits ‘bout it

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

You don’t know who the fuck I am,
And don’t try and tell me what the fuck I’m really talking ‘bout,
And don’t try and act like you know better bitch,
I could finish shit, get shit wrapped up and I flip the script
Get them pages ripped, get them memories stripped I’m uh,
Not making them same mistakes again get what the fuck I want
Done feeling like shit ‘bout something I said I’m on my fucking job
You don’t gotta like shit ‘bout me it’s a lot of you people like I give a fuck
Motherfucker it’s up
Yeah

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

NOTHING [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I got old friends tripping on shit they don’t know ‘bout
Go head piss on identity you don’t know shit ‘bout me
I know you probably flip on me
We don’t need no discussion I see what you talking ‘bout
Let ‘em burn you on word of mouth
I don’t stand with no pussy I step on them memories
I put holes in that energy you not the first motherfucker to fuck up the legacy

If I could I’d go back and rip all of them verses in half, fuck it I still might
I don’t know what you going through, 
Got you dragging this shit that we built through the fucking dirt
Me and you on a fucking shirt, boy I wish I could talk this shit out of your fucking head
This why I don’t got fucking friends,
Ay it kill me to hear what you feel ‘bout the way I am
I don’t want you to get this shit backwards,
I’m not no bitch what you fuck up the past for
Ay I wish I could tell you this shit didn’t hurt me,
You wouldn’t care if you heard me
Ay it’s fuck that now I don’t give a fuck
I keep shutting my mouth I should pick it up
I got people I love that you ripping up
Motherfucker I’m outside with it up

Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s, tell me it’s

Check out how much you dead to me
Ay you fucked up, bet, I made a new enemy
All that shit that you fed to me
Better fah fah fah peace out ten of me
Bet it be what you let it be
Bitch I packed up every one of them memories
Pick a side I got energy
Bitch fah fah fah fah

IDENTITY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

Lost ID

@BLCKK
@evil-do-er

that shit you pissed bout, shit i prolly did it
talk, i bet that glock gon make your jaw lock like its molly in it
we aint hardly start, you think this hard, but bitch i'm hardly spittin
ball like im john wall, i need that money tall as scottie pippen, like ugh

he cant take it, but that bitch can dish it
.223, that brand new arp, and this shit mint condition
pull up to your house, and air it out like aint no windows in it
9 straight to his jaw, like fuck the law, nah they cant fuckin pin it

niggas must be paralyzed if they aint feelin me
half these niggas rappin parasites, like where the guillotines?
mf your squad, get right with god, cause bitch yall finna meet
i be goin hard, these niggas soft, cant match my energy

like cmon, come test my gangsta bitch
bronem cuttin up, im inna cut just like a razor bitch
up that flame and torch him, brand new forces, cant even chase the bitch
violence, i endorse it, use his blood n shit to chase the fifth

CARTRIDGE [PROD. SKOTSKR]

BLCKK

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