Ok this is the last single before the album drops I love you guys <3

art by @welkin1213 on IG

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)

I put that fa**** where the grass is,
Fuck money I be jackin off at Sax Fifth,
Lets run it bitch I dont think you wanna catch this,
Face filled with plastic when im done spazzin,
Fuck yo face up oh my god so tragic,
Break yo throat now you gaspin no breath closed casket,
Matches to ashes im so done ive had it,
Burn you alive then I tag it and bag it,
Read the Necronomicon before brunch,
I feel just like Genghis Khan I kill runts,
Fuck you pussy ima god so pray up,
You about to see yo grandma suckin cock,
I dont give a single fuck and then some,
You can catch me goin dumb and gettin buck,
Fuck yo momma makin love cant get enough,
Me and H to the X STAGE goin nuts,

(HXSTAGE)

Mom look I’m on skotskr beat,
Don’t give a shit about anything, 
haven’t reached my peak,
Hate this living shit low key, 
I’m not impressed by anything quit this shit go to sleep, 
I can’t take you fucks when you gonna give it up, 
Bitch you runners up you fuckin suck,
Like a fuckin whore, 
Lick my nuts, 
Woah, 
Imma knock a pussy to the floor, 
Bitch you better be ready to get it in, 
Bitch I been ready to go look at your throat, 
Look at the muhfucking blade in it,
Come around here and you float off in the moat, 
Fed to the muhfucking gators bitch,
There’s no room for sorry there’s no way that you can take it back,
Everything is building and it,
And it tears at my skin again, 
Ruining everything making me crave the end,
Take it away,
Make it go,
Take it a-fucking-way.

BODYBAG

BODYBAG - TRIPLE777 x HXSTAGE (PROD. SKOTSKR)

where did i go
i miss the version of myself that i know
back before i gave a fuck if i’d grow
when it didnt mean a thing if i would blow

every single day im feeling cold now
it didnt mean a thing to me when i went and i broke down
tryna visit home but that shits a fucking ghost town
think i need some therapy but i dont even know how

people see me as an opportunity now
but i want you to go away
theres no escape
right now i wanna blow my brains
im full of pain
and i know that its never gonna be the same

so tell if youll stay
tell me if you love me or you wanna get away
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate

[hook]

im getting tired of being tired in my head
i dont wanna wake up then i wish that i was dead
all these years feeling so bitter and upset
it wouldnt be shocking if everybody i know left

ill never felt how i did
ill never feel that way again
because im just a person
and now i live with my sins

[hook] x2

Listen

WHERE DID I GO(PROD.WENDIGO)

PROD @wendigowendigo

FOR THE GREATER GOOD
NO, I AIN'T STEPPIN OUT
IT IS FOR THE BEST
THAT I AM NEVER FOUND
I WON'T EVER CHANGE
NO, I WON'T COME AROUND
IF I EVER DO
BEST CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT
SO OBLIVIOUS
SO OBLIVIOUS

SO OBLIVIOUS
TO MY NATURE
SPEND MY PAPER
GET IT LATER
WITH A GANG OF FOOLS
AND WE ALL RACE TRAITORS
IT'S ALL THE SAME BRUH
YOU NEED TO WAKE UP

I JUST BE GETTIN SO MAD SOMETIMES
I JUST BE GETTIN SO MAD SOMETIMES
I JUST BE GETTIN SO MAD SOMETIMES
I JUST BE GETTIN SO DEPRESSED AND ANGRY AND SAD SOMETIMES
IF I TOLD YOU HOW I REALLY FEEL
THEN YOU WOULD THINK I WAS OUTTA MY MUTHAFUCKIN MIND
YOU WOULD SAY I NEED A THERAPIST
OR PERHAPS 5150

I'LL JUST CLOSE MY MOUTH
I CAN'T TALK
Y'ALL MAKE ME WANNA RUN AROUND
WITH A TOMAHAWK
I'M GOIN TO JAIL TO NIGHT
JUST SAVE YOUR LIVES
I ALREADY FAILED
GIVE A FUCK WHAT THEY DECIDE

MAYBE I'LL GO OUTSIDE WITH A KNIFE
AN ATTEMPT TO EXTERNALIZE MY STRIFE
AN ATTEMPT TO EXTERNALIZE MY ANGER
MAYBE TAKE ONE OR A COUPLE LIVES
MAYBE TAKE OVER TEN LIVES, THEN MY OWN
THROW AWAY EVERYTHING THAT I OWN
THROW AWAY EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE
AND IT'S JUST BECAUSE I'M MUTHAFUCKIN SAD

FOR THE GREATER GOOD
NO, I AIN'T STEPPIN OUT
IT IS FOR THE BEST
THAT I AM NEVER FOUND
I WON'T EVER CHANGE
NO, I WON'T COME AROUND
IF I EVER DO
BEST CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
CHECK YOUR SURROUNDINGS
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT
SO OBLIVIOUS
SO OBLIVIOUS

THE SAME THING OVER & OVER (PROD. WENDIGO)

prod. @elixrrrr + @neargxx

they dont think i'm cool enough

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

take a week, get right
it'll save your life
and your voice still fine
if the numbers die

they must think that you pissed off or sum
you ain't ever gon stop for none
i'm playin the game, i caught the slug
you get in the way, i gotta run

i got the gold x4

you ain't on shit, don't got the role
let em live, let em sit, do it all alone
there ain't a thing like me in they bones

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

don't got nothing else, i gotta get this shit together
i ain't paying any mind to the pressure, it's whatever
i could talk about myself but what about you
too much money to be made to be runnin round confused

i got the gold x4

they act like they ain't feelin nothing but they feelin sum fasho
they act like they ain't hearing nothing when they pop out to the show
they ain't gon never understand, they only come around to smoke
you get the fame, then the bag, you know all of it's a joke
grip the pill and the pole, watch how long you keep a soul
yea, you in control, bitch, bought and never sold
and this shit is getting old, bitch, toss it in the hole

they don't think i'm cool enough

#livinweird (prod. elixr + near)

@jamesgorczyca1

PART 1: VOMIT

PART 2: ASSIMILATE

PART 3: DERAIL

2023 rap (co-prod. JAMES GORCZYCA)

THE INTERLUDE

LYRICS:
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away

Tryna keep up with these promises and now my fuckin head hurts
Runnin round I’m rampant chasing dreams, I can’t forget her
Know you thinkin bout the times and how they fly when we get caught up in the mix
Take a drink and reminisce, for all the lies forgot in bliss

I’m takin a picture so you fuckers know I am the victor
When I be runnin it up and forget her
Livin fast I might die by the trigger
Mixin blood with my water it’s thicker
I like the taste of defeat when it’s bitter
I am a bug, yes I am a critter
But when I die I hope I turn into glitter

Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away

JUST SAY IT

JUST SAY IT (PROD. LEANDERVERGARA)

davids interlude (prod. skotskr)

LYRICS:

We don’t got no option,
Bitch already fitted my optics
How the fuck I ain’t pop yet?
Kept checking my pockets
Couldnt-Couldnt pick another target
I ain’t even get the best part yet
Walked in got shit started
Run it till I get what I want
Stuff racks in the carpet bitch
Couldn’t buy more confidence
Let ‘em think that we forgot the shit,
Nah, fuck shit permanent
I remember where your family at,
Yeah bitch should’ve planned for that
And we around where you can’t be at
Pop through I got a plan for that

Shit,
Flash, pop, pop, pop, pop
Momma ain’t raise no bitch
Heard that talk, talk
Bitch I’m wired,
I wan’ off some
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Shit,
Flash, pop, pop, pop, pop
Momma ain’t raise no bitch
Heard that talk, talk
Bitch I’m wired,
I wan’ off some
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Park outside his crib and light the block up
Bitch I got my stocks up
Flip his fucking crib into a cemetary
They don’t got the chalk bro
I got time to spin again and spin again but not no time to talk though
Sip on something watch him die slow, 
If he knew what I know
Fuck his life up, get that yellow tape cut, stomp his body out
Pussy try something, bitch yeah run it, teach him watch his fucking mouth
Get the block jumping, got a mag dump it, bitch hit the crowd fuck it
He want war I love it, bet not run from it, bet not bet not run from it

OPTICS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Kick this shit up out my system I need sober days
I don’t need no fucking help and checking in been overplayed
Catching up on sleep I need like twenty something hundred days
Not no fucking break until I’m upping what I’m fucking paid

Put them habits down I’m not nobody you could recognize
I don’t go to war about this shit what kind of man am I
Keep my mouth shut before I keep a minute sanitized
I live with conditions waking up already paralyzed
I could count the minutes ‘till it’s time to put them plans through
Cut two hundred tracks then hold your breath until your hands blue
Stand on what you love until them motherfuckers blam you
Die with my respect and send a check up at my fam too

Kick this shit up out my system I need sober days
I don’t need no fucking help and checking in been overplayed
Catching up on sleep I need like twenty something hundred days
Not no fucking break until I’m upping what I’m fucking paid

I could do this shit better I stand on that,
Fuck you, put it on all them tracks
Beat ‘em outside ‘till twelve spin back
Keep shit running ‘till the phone get tapped,
I rig shit up if I had to bitch
Dig another grave not passive bitch
Fall back, threats not plastic bitch
Die about picking up traction bitch
I could die right here right now give you ten more years bet you still won’t catch up
Why the fuck would I stop this shit can’t copy this shit and I still won’t let up
You don’t like me it’s alright bitch bet up,
Check where you at I could get something set up
Fist work bitch ima keep going, get up
Fuck ‘em he dead and I still won’t let up

PLASTIC [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]

She lost me

@cult-international

produced by me if not otherwise stated

davids interlude (prod. skotskr)

BLCKK