HOLY FUCK THIS SONG GOES SO HARD 🔥🔥🔥

how the actual fuck does this only have 1k like

PROD. SANPERSEUS

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

MURDER SHIT
LOOK WHAT'S IN MY POCKET BITCH
FOUND OUT WHERE THE PROBLEM IS
HAD MY PEOPLE HANDLE IT
FUCK YOU FUCK Y'ALL CHILDREN BITCH
I KEEP DREAMIN' BULLET SHIT
I COULD GET Y'ALL RIBS SPLIT
FUCK Y'ALL FUCKING EVERYTHING

SINCE I WAS FIFTEEN I NOTICED Y'ALL TOO FUCKED UP TO STAY FOCUSED
I HOPE THAT BITCH OD AND GO TO HELL, I WISH YOU WELL
PUT Y'ALL HANDS ON ME BITCH
I BET I DIE 'FOR I SWITCH
Y'ALL RIP MY SHIT 'CAUSE YOU NEED IT I STOMP THE FUCK OUT Y'ALL NIECES

BEAMY:

ALL THIS SHIT A JOKE
X4

ALL THE KIDS ON COKE
FENTY POWDER, HENNY, HOW WE DO IT
KILLIN' OFF A GENERATION NOTHING BUT INFLUENCE

SEVENTEEN, INSEMINATED FROM THE POKIN, GOTTA RIP YOU OPEN
AIN'T NO JOKIN', KILL YOURSELF ALONE ALL OVER THE SHIT YOU POSTED
WE GOERS, RAPPERS EATIN', OVERFLOWING NEVER FIX THEY HEAD
YOU GOT WHAT YOU PAID AND IT AIN'T NO HOPE LEFT FOR THE BITCH YOU WRECKED

EVERYBODY HATE ON THE GANG 'CAUSE THEY JUST WANNA BE LIKE US
BITCH I'M 'BOUTTA BUSS I JUST FUCK MY BITCH RIGHT I DON'T GOT NO CRUSH
I AIN'T 'NUN LIKE ALL THESE JUNKIES GET MY SLEEP 'FOR THE SUN COME UP
SPIDER GANG THE GANG, WE DON'T GANGBANG BUT STILL FINNA FUCK 'SUM UP

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

MUSIC VIDEO

ANTHEM FEAT. BRUHMANEGOD

DIE ON PURPOSE PROD. NOVÂFLED

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

FUCK EVERYBODY OUTSIDE
TINTED WINDOWS I GOT PEOPLE ON THE INSIDE
I MIGHT START SELLIN' BRICKS WITH MY - WILD
AND MY NEW SHIT MEAN THIS MY TOP 5
IF THAT SHIT AIN'T COME FROM ME COULDN'T BE A FACT
I DON'T FUCKING NEED A THING HOLD UP MATTER FACT
I TAKE IT BACK I NEED A SWITCH ON MY NEW METAL
WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK THESE RACKS FOR, SENTIMENTAL?

BITCH I'M
BACK WITH IT I FOUND YOU I WANT BLOOD BITCH
TRACK DIFFERENT AS SOON AS YOU PUT ME IN THE MIX
I'M GETTIN' SICKER EVERY SECOND YOU GON' DIE QUICK
I'M IMPATIENT I WANT FIGURES FOR A FEATURE
RUNNIN' UP A TAB WITH THE FUCKING GRIM REAPER
MONEY IN THE BAG LIVING AIN'T GON' GET CHEAPER
I'M OUTSIDE Y'ALL WINDOW WITH THE FUCKING STREET SWEEPER

WATCH YASELF I BEEN THROUGH IT ONE TIME
THEN I'M RUNNING THROUGH A FULL BOTTLE TWO NIGHTS
COULDN'T BE LIKE ME IF YOU TRIED THREE LIVES
THINK 'BOUT GIVING UP AND FUCKING BUY A FOUR FIVE
FIGURED I WAS DIFFERENT SINCE I'M SIX YEARS OLD
SEVEN OUT OF SEVEN EVERY WEEK WOULDN'T FOLD
I DROP EIGHTY PROOF AND IT'S NINE TIMES BIGGER
TEN OUT OF TEN SPEAKING OF WHICH I NEED LIQUOR
X2

IF YOU STILL AIN'T PICK IT UP I'M A MOTHERFUCKING ISSUE
LONGER I'M ALIVE MAMA CRY 'CAUSE SHE BEEN THROUGH
EVERY OTHER PENNY THAT HER SON MADE BURNT
DEAD MAN WALKING YEAH BITCH BUT I LEARN
EVERY FUCKING SECOND THAT I BREATH BITCH I EARN THAT
FUCK YOU, DON'T WANNA HEAR SHIT AFTER BACKPACK
I'M FUCKING BETTER BITCH I'M IN IT THAT'S A SETBACK
TRUST ME I'M 'BOUT MY MOTHERFUCKING GETBACK

CHEAP

CURTIS [PROD. CUBE]

PROD ME

LYRICS:

SKOT BUSY HAD TO, FIGURE IT OUT I
KEEP WISHING SOMEONE TRY WHAT I'M ABOUT
EVERYBODY SUCK DICK FOR THE CLOUT
GOT MY MONEY AND MY BITCH,
WHAT THE FUCK I WANT NOW

I WANT SHELLS WANT 'EM LITTERING THE BED
WANNA WAKE UP WITH A BODY IN MY LIVING ROOM AGAIN I REMIND YOU,
PUT IT ON MY SOUL WE NOT FRIENDS
WHEN I FIND YOU

AS IF I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT IT ANYWAY
EVEN WHEN YOU DEAD, THEY COLLECT
I WAS NEVER DEPRESSED,
IT'S MY FAULT
I WAS NEVER IMPRESSED,
YOU GOT CAUGHT, MOTHERFUCKER

BEAT SOMEBODY HEAD IN LIKE YOU BORN FOR THE SHIT
SHOT HIM WHERE HE PISS AT HE WAS EATING WITH HIS BITCH
SHOUTS OUT WHERE I BEEN AT IF I TOUCH IT THEN IT'S IT
STILL AIN'T GET THE MEMO IMA KICK HIM IN HIS SHIT

WOAH,
YOU DON'T KNOW 'BOUT WHAT YOU ASKING,
WATCH IT
WOAH,
AIN'T NOBODY WORRIED 'BOUT YOU BITCH BOY STOP IT
WOAH,
SOMEBODY NEED TO GET FUCKED UP BITCH DUCK WITH IT
WOAH,
AIN'T NOBODY WORRIED 'BOUT YOU BITCH BOY STOP IT

DON'T ASK ME TO FUCKING RESPECT WHAT THIS ABOUT
IF I WANTED TO I TURN THAT SHIT AROUND AND KILL MYSELF
I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THE BULLSHIT
MADE A COUPLE BEATS AND THEN YOU LOOK FOR SOMETHING OUT OF ME I'M 'BOUTTA BE THE WORST MOTHERFUCKER IN THE SCENE
STUDY EVERYTHING ABOUT THE SHIT YOU WANNA SEE
JUST SO I CAN PISS ON ANY PLANS THAT I HAD
IF THEY EVER CROSS PATHS, FUCK YOU, TOO BAD

MIKE TYSON

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

I, ONLY MAKE SOMETHING DIE QUICKER
COULDN'T FUCK WITH ME 'CAUSE MY BLOOD THICKER
FUCK, EVERYBODY I'M FUCKING BITTER
I'M NOT FINISHED BITCH I'M A FUCKING SINNER

GO TELL THEM FUCKING PEOPLE GIVE IT UP
YOU COULDN'T KILL ME IF YOU HIT ME WITH A FUCKING TRUCK
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FIVE AND I FORGOT TO FUCKING JUMP
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK I PROMISE YOU I'M GETTING UP

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

FUCK, WHAT YOU HEARD 'BOUT ME
BET I COULD CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FUCKING FRONT TEETH
AND Y'ALL DON'T KNOW SHIT, TELL 'EM LIVING NOT FREE
AND NOBODY I GOT, GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME

BACK TO PUTTING PEOPLE IN THE FUCKING GROUND
PUSH HIS FUCKING HEAD UNTIL HE FUCKING DROWN
CAN'T FUCK WITH ME GO FUCK 'ROUND WITH SOMEBODY ELSE
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK AND FUCKING GO TO HELL

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

I CAN CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FRONT TEETH

LYRICS:

AY SAID FUCK RAPPERS
I HATE YOU AND I HATE EVERYBODY WITH YOU
FUCK THIS MONEY AND FUCK MY LIFE I'D RATHER DIE IF I CAN'T BITCH YOU

IF YOU DEAD I'M DYING WITH YOU
FUCK THAT WHAT'S UP WITH YOU
REMEMBER THAT SHIT THAT WE ALL BEEN THROUGH
QUIT FOR WHAT I WANNA GET RICHER

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

I FORGOT TO GIVE A FUCK
MY FAMILY UP AS FUCK
PLAY 'BOUT ME GET FUCKING STUCK
Y'ALL CAN'T BE SERIOUS HUH

I GOT MINE WITH FUCKING BLOOD
I SWEAT MY PANIC OUT
RUN THIS BACK GO PAY ME SOME
Y'ALL THINK I'M FUCKING DUMB

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

TALK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I HELP YOU FUCKING DIE
AIM AT EVERYBODY, STAY THE FUCK INSIDE
I DON'T TALK 'BOUT SHIT BECAUSE I'M FUCKING RIGHT
THIS MY FUCKING DOG AND HE GONE LEARN TO BITE

BLOOD ON MY HANDS AGAIN MAN FUCK THAT BLOOD IN MY PLANS AGAIN
ALL BLACK MY EVERYTHING CAN'T SEE ME OUTSIDE I'M RUNNING MAN
I FUCKING HATE IT HERE
I FUCKING HATE SHIT EVERYWHERE
CAN'T GET ME TO CARE 'BOUT SHIT
I SPIT ON PEOPLE ANYWHERE

THINK I WAS BORN TO FUCK SHIT UP
I FUCKING BETTER BE
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE HAPPEN
TEN SHOTS AND ASPIRIN
I'M FUCKING READY

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE I FUCKING HATE YOU FUCKING
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH GET OFF MY DICK AND FUCKING

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

EVERY RAPPER ON EARTH COULD DIE RIGHT NOW AND NOTHING WOULD CHANGE [PROD. WENDIGO]

prod. biv X blckk

lyrics:

said I just wanna talk to you,
why we gotta fight all the time
let me walk with you
this the typa shit that's on my mind
I can't fuck with you
if it's always internet shit
post about me and then you still all over my dick
tell these people the truth you don't hate me
bullshit, I don't believe that I want it all
tell these people the truth I want it all

I feel like it's adderall that's inside of my system
I can't argue with you 'bout which one of us the victim
I stay up at night and do my shit I got my fit on
6AM I'm up I'm getting bitter this my fifth one
apathy been creeping in
shit I seen but never did
this shit too routine for him
fuck em I been swimming in my own problems
that I made for myself I got my role models
getting drunk in the mirror

I can't function alone that's my problem
even if I wanted to I couldn't go without 'em
by the time I'm dropping shit I hate it and I'm past that
no I never wanted you why the fuck would you ask that
everything I gave you I take it all back
you didn't deserve me everyone know that
I was lying I don't hate you like that
keep it down they don't need to hear that

internet

PROD. ME

LYRICS WILL BE HERE SOON MAYBE

ART BY @c3of

SUPER HERO

TOO BAD [PROD. NOVAFLED]

LYRICS IF I END UP FEELING LIKE THEY SHOULD BE HERE

THANK YOU CHASE AND NXTTY

HUMVEE [PROD. CHASE NOIR & NXTTY]

@cult-international

produced by me if not otherwise stated

NY

I CAN CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FRONT TEETH

BLCKK

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