C’EST LA VIE (EP)

YOU RUINED EVERYTHING (EP)

BLOODSHOT (EP)

VERSE 1 : Enemy 

who the fuck said enemy cant switch up the beat
pull up on a mothafucka with the black beam
all the bad habbits makin a scene
swervin and curvin all these hoes 
oh please
223s extended magazines sellin zips of that tree
when i make up, my own mind maybe then i could rest
for the night
uh

these mothafuckas dont wanna test me
these mothafuckas dont wanna test me
 
these mothafuckas dont wanna test me, 
enemy, the realest of the g's...
she wants her skull fucked
then i pull up, gat is tucked
-- dont give a fuck i whip the coup
down the east o roads see my enemys and the homies

just a year ago, i used to plug for the money
kinda funny
fuckboys is running
fuckboys is gonna flex some 20s
fuckboys cant handle the muscle but they wanna tustle 
to hustle some clout 

VERSE 2 : Blokka

Bitch we right here
The fuck do you mean?
I got blades everywhere I swallow them clean 
Speaking of swallow 
Your hoe she do that
But then I drive myself home 
Where am I at?
She on the liters of lean
She downin’ em clean
She probably not gone wake up
Damn she OD
It’s just an unlucky 13 with a dirty sprite dream 
Look into the mirror and I’m seeing just a black beam
And I’ll be there when you sleep
Be there in your dream
Haunt you everyday 
Until you’re deceased
And when it’s 3 in the morning 
You’re thinking of me
I’m the shadow in your room
Monster underneath

FAT BITCHES DRIVING FORDS FT. Enemy (Prod. Goth Helma)

(VERSE I)

See im drunk
Got no hinges hanging out the fuckin’ window 
Blowin indo in the back
Blokka had a heart attack
Brain swellin part of that
Beamin off of crown and jack
Blokka been dead how ‘bout that
I been runin up the track
Switchin lanes up in advance 
All of this in Avalanche 
Cut you up that’s on my mans 
I am drunk but I throw hands
Fuck a gun I am a man
Beat yo ass and leave you damned
And these voices got me twitchin aint no telling where im at
Fuck the fame
Im in pain
Blokka been a renegade 
Tearing up my vocal cords
I don’t give a fuck mane
Some might say insane
Mixing pills in lemonade
Mixing alc in Minute Maid 
I been dying anyway

(VERSE II)

On my mama don’t give no fuck 
A come right right back with a limp in strut
I double Dutch on a bitch so what
Ugh I’m fucking it up 
You a pussy on bruh
And now BlokkaThaKilla now fienin for lunch
Cutting your guts
Now I’m throwing up blood 
Please just shut the fuck up I’m jus tryna have fun
Oh my god it’s BlokkaThaMenace
Taking your chain as I send you to heaven 
I don’t even know what the fuck goin on 
All that I know is I’m dead in long, run away from my FMJ
Bullets spray
You gon die today 
Life goes on but I won’t live long 
Ima be dead by the end of this song 
Show no faces and no cases
I been dead so my heart vacant 
I been pacing while I’m changing 
All these problems all these faceless bitches popping up
Bitch I’ve had enough
In the party we go crazy
We go crazy
We gon tear the fucking club up

BlokkaThaDead - GRiME STyLE (prod. bluenote)

( Chorus )

Posted with that choppa and that Glock .45
Rollin through the city screamin who wanna die?
Got nobody by my side so I just think ima fly, right off of the fuckin bridge and drown
Not even gonna lie, young hot boy just wanna die

( Verse I )

Blokka AK Choppa slide
Blokka AK Choppa died 
Blokka commit suicide
BlokkaThaDead steady runnin through my mind
Point that choppa to my eye
Pray to god Ill see the light
Riding dirty solo birdy
Right now I am age 20
Feelin like im pushing 40
I aint gonna live till 60
Goin 80 in a 30
100 dolla bills in fireplace
Real dirty
Gleesh walk on a bitch
Keep the 9 in tuck
Its still fuck a hoe
Turn the honey into slush
Break your fuckin car
Watch you homie fake a pump
10 toes on your block, yeah we ran it up

( Bridge )

Posted with that choppa and that Glock .45
Rollin through the city screamin who wanna die?

( Chorus )

Posted with that choppa and that Glock .45
Rollin through the city screamin who wanna die?
Got nobody by my side so I just think ima fly, right off of the fuckin bridge and drown
Not even gonna lie, young hot boy just wanna die


( VERSE II )

Wanna die yuh all these pussy mothafuckas wasting time what boutta pull up with the 2 z sour causin earthquakes get it started your final hour
Enemy boutta pull up with the widowmaker 
Enemy makin money, Mr. Undertaker 
Double 2 wit a 3 its a troublemaker 
Rollin down on the block rollin up my paper
Throw it back bitch, smoking on this dirty spliff 
Make it clap bitch, break another back
Sellin product, love the drama maybe I should follow 
Heard my name 
Whatchu say?
Just another problem

BlokkaThaDead x Enemy - POWERR II

Lyrics 

So you already know my name
Blokka wit the flame
Blokka AK Choppa and that knife deep in your brain
Man I know that im insane
Born to bring the pain
Demons in my mind so I just try to run away
Turn your ass to fish filet
Boy ain’t never been the same
I remember chasing pussies throwing bottles to your face
Oh my god its so amazing how I never caught a case
I done pushed my luck too far thank god I never did the race
Blokka turned Tay K
With that choppa to your face 
Fuck it ill be dead and gone before they see my know name
Stashing silver in my pot way before its time to rot
308 BlokkaThaDead making big bombs 
And its fuck everybody, even when im in the ground
No one cared about me, why you care about me now?
Feels like im always at war
Good vs evil in my pores
Who the fuck opened that door?
Time to pray until im gored

BlokkaThaDead - Double Tap

[CHORUS]
Man I might just kill myself leanin over the hood
I can’t find a time for peace so come I wish a pussy wood 
Fuck a bitch and fuck a hoe, like a fire in the woods
Bitch Ill flame this whole shit up, push me far I wish you would

[INTERLUDE]
Man Im getting so damn tired of all this talkin shit
Pull the fuck up right now bitch, ill stomp your ass to bacon bits
I got all these mental problems, ask me if I give a shit
Fuck you all until I Die and even then you still a bitch

[VERSE I]
Bitch im sipping bleach I think I might go out it
Why you always taking when you know that you aint bout it
Someone tell Charli Demileio that she can bite it
Fuck it, Dixie too, both of them can come and ride it
(Pause the bitch, wait, yeah i’m deadass too)
(It’s a joke)
(Not really)
Coming in hot, diamond back all on your mop
Im like a fucking EF5 when I pull up on your block
Show up with a hot head
Turn your house into a lot 
Got my green beam aimin at your body
Bitch Im in the fuckin trees hunting oppies
Everyday I lose myself like a car key
I don’t know what to do-

[CHORUS]
Man I might just kill myself leanin over the hood
I can’t find a time for peace so come I wish a pussy wood 
Fuck a bitch and fuck a hoe, like a fire in the woods
Bitch Ill flame this whole shit up, push me far I wish you would

[INTERLUDE]
Fuck everybody and they know I stand on that
I’m the reason that they had to [?]
I was tweakin off my thoughts and it can’t get worse than that 
Why you pump fakin bruh? I was still all on your tracks

[VERSE II] Make a Milly while I Bobby up her Brown
She can get it too, but please don’t make a sound 
Green tips having a hoe runnin’ around
Ill drop dead then come back with zombie hounds
I go from 0 to 100 ina second 
All my life feel like I can’t get into heaven 
Try to change my life but I still can feel the presence, 
Of the motherfucker haunting me way before I was 7
Think I might just go and up it wit my stick
Never understood why all my life I been shit
What’s the point in even trying my music
Up the up the AR man I might

[CHORUS]
Man I might just kill myself leanin over the hood
I can’t find a time for peace so come I wish a pussy wood 
Fuck a bitch and fuck a hoe, like a fire in the woods
Bitch Ill flame this whole shit up, push me far I wish you would

BlokkaThaDead - DOES IT MATTER?

[VERSE I : BlokkaThaDead]

So we spinning down your block just like this (2x)
I be rollin down my window wit my stick
Never one to jump a gun just like a bitch
Wanna fight? 
Best believe im with the shit
Never never gave a fuck so just know that ima hit
Then dip
Stupid lil bitch
Rollin by myself but I am ready for whoever clever 
Dump the mag out
Really ima spaz out
I I Im tweakin
Feelin like a crackhouse
Better get down
Creepin all around town
When its dark out
Best believe Im out
Even back then Blokka feeling underneath 
Even back then bitches droppin to they knees
Even back then seeing shit I can’t believe 
Even back then lookin for some fucking peace

[VERSE II : Enemy]

all these diamonds on my neck 
all these bitches on my dick while my hand is on the stick
, and all these mothafuckas tryna stick around until im down but im not
im the fuckin king yes oh my god 
all these haters tryna ride on my knob
i got all black on my shit
im bout to turn a mothafucka to a banner 
got a hammer call me mr john wick
a handy man oh yes i am because i paint the walls crimson
these mothafuckas cant handle muscle
these mothafuckas gon run from trouble
these mothafuckas know its E NE MY 
they scared of me its ENEMY 
from rags to riches, 223s and KSGs
a bloody scene
i need a MRE my squad will go to war
while fuckin whores
im makin stacks and breaking backs 
these pussy mothafuckas dont wanna know how hard i had to grind 

[VERSE III : Yung Teeva]

bitch i got the ak
robbin with no fucken trace
everybody know my name
when i be runnin outta place
i dont wanna be a fake
i dont wanna be awake
all these bodies on my back
n yet i still aint catch a case
teeva turnin insane
wanna say my name in vein
ill fuck around n make a stain
leave you with no fucken brain
leakin
leakin
all yo fucken guts
put it in my cup
tell yo bitch to get a grip cuz 
she know teeva booted up
all these bitches know my name
teeva pull up in the range
acapella when im shootin
all these pussies out my way
go ahead n act insane
got the devil on my shoulder
and he plottin on your name
ak aimin for ya brain
im a risky mothafucka
i dont need no fuckin change
roll me up anotha one
im only countin on my jane
dont u ever disrespect
ill lay u 6 feet in a grave
overdosin aint an option
when im countim down your day

BlokkaThaDead x Enemy x Yung Teeva - BoneZ

[CHORUS]
All my life I’ve been fuckin’ wit these bitches
Bitch don’t ask me how I am
Get on yo knees and get to spitting
I been drifting far away into a place I call the mist
And I don’t think there is a way for better days to come 
Like shit
Bitch, im getting of always feeling fuckin’ tired
21 years old and thinkin’ ‘bout retiring
My whole body hurts from work 
I guess that’s mild
Wanna fly away 
Still don’t know who to dial

[VERSE I]
Try to run uh
I guess im sick
Throwing up my stomach from some shit I ate at Mid
Got a fucking headache and I just woke up like this 
Go to work, MMA practice, still I feel I aint do shit
Lust coming up
Man I swear I love to fuck
Its like a virus in my mind 
Still im sick and ina rut
Thinking ‘bout nut laying all up on her guts
Bruh I just woke up
What the fuck

[CHORUS]
All my life I’ve been fuckin’ wit these bitches
Bitch don’t ask me how I am
Get on yo knees and get to spitting
I been drifting far away into a place I call the mist
And I don’t think there is a way for better days to come 
Like shit
Bitch, im getting of always feeling fuckin’ tired
21 years old and thinkin’ ‘bout retiring
My whole body hurts from work 
I guess that’s mild
Wanna fly away 
Still don’t know who to dial

BlokkaThaDead - true love (prod. crcl)

BlokkaThaDead 
[VERSE I]

They done turned my fuckin heart into dust
Man I tried and tried and tried until I fuckin gave up
I dont need no damn attention baby all I want is love
Aint no love around this shit
Falling deeper in these pits
I know that I made lots of mistakes I done been with other bitches but even then my heart baked
Oh no, but you done been wit other dudes
Yeah we fucked each other over but baby I just want you
Oh
My head steady pounding 
My heart fucking breaking
All these fuckin years just to end up in the basement 
Fading memories knowing one day they’ll be vacant
I done had to get over the same problems too
And it makes me pissed off like why the fuck can’t you?
You done sucked some other dick, had your legs open too
I done fucked another bitch
I had to forgive myself too
Fuck this shit
Dont make no sense
How come when I fuck up you hold it over my head?
How come when you fuck up I forgive and let it rest?
This shit dont make no sense

LIKE NEVER BEFORE

BlokkaThaDead

[CHORUS]
Run away from life
Run away from hoes
Run away from bitches
Run away from my problems 
Fuckin up my kidneys
I dont care about this life shit
I dont care bout money
Take it all right from me
Take it all right from me 
Take it all right from me
Yeah

[VERSE I]
Been manipulated, gaslit, emotionally abused
21 years old still im thinking bout how ima bloom
Fuck cash
Fuck fame
Fuck pussy
Love pain
Gettin brain from a dame 
Man this shit so lame
In the river I sink
Ill be gone before you blink
Might be pouring up a drink
I can’t find the missing link
Fuck it all, I dont wanna think
I peep shit so fast you might think im stalking you
And I will not say a word, might sweep it under the rug
Swear that ignorance is bliss, but I keep on fuckin up
Swear that ignorance is bliss, but it keep on coming up

[CHORUS]
Run away from life
Run away from hoes
Run away from bitches
Run away from my problems 
Fuckin up my kidneys
I dont care about this life shit
I dont care bout money
Take it all right from me
Take it all right from me 
Take it all right from me
Yeah

DETACHING IS SOMETHING IM GOOD AT AND THERE IS SO MUCH ROOM ON THIS MATTRESS

BlokkaThaDead

[VERSE I]

Fuck up out my face okay okay
Choppa to the face make yo brain go blank
Fuck everyday Rather pass away
Fuck everybody Toss the body in the lake
Say you feel stuck, get the fuck out my face
I dont feel love, but im starting up the hate 
Now it got me motivated, starting up the race 
Got my shit laced up and im fuckin up the pace
Say you want blood better come and get it then
Riding in a truck, got it loaded in my hand
Talking real bold gonna land you in the end 
And my big fuckin glock aimin right at yo head
Ride and ill die for the ones that I love
Ill photoshop you standin next to a dove
Come with the pain and you’ll leave in the trunk
People go missing who know what they done
Lets talk about some else
What’s love? 
I don’t know but I know it gone
Oh yeah
Feeling stuck and you doin what? 
Nothing
Can’t hear think its breaking up
Oh yeah And it’s all my fault huh?
Oh yeah
Fuckin tired of this shit bruh
Oh nah
I try and I try but its never enough
Back to my old ways okay
2019 feeling real good aye
Dont give a fuck
I might just run away
BlokkaThaDead on the loose with an AK
Aiming at your face aiming at his face aiming at her face fuckin up the place
Nobody give a fuck tho
Will you remember me? 
No

THAT IS FUNNY COMING FROM YOU

3AM ft. ENEMY (2022)

[VERSE I]

Steady clutchin on my pole
On my momma , got the chrome 
I been fucking , bussing , ballin on these bitches and these hoes
Fuck a body , catch a body , yeah I do this all alone 
Got no heart inside my chest , they took it out , left in the road 
And on bro life been crazy , I been gettin real hazy 
All my problems come from Hades 
I can’t do this , I need saving 
They done made me feel so wrong when I got done wrong 
Like a knife dug in my chest and another in my neck
Hearing the voice of a dead man
Heart gone , shell man 
Hollow chested , gone man
Broken hearted , dead man 
Point , aim , and shoot
I dont need a fucking noose 
I got guns , big chops , show my brain the fucking news
I dont know what’s goin on , really I dont know
Bottle after bottle , I been drinking to new lows 
Never would’ve thought that I would make it all this way
All my pain and fucking sorrow , they been winning , day by day 
Lay and pray 
Watch and wait
They all hoes that can’t be saved
Turn a housewife to a whore , yeah that really paves a way 
And when I die you stupid bitch , dont even try to show your face , at my wake
Fucking fake 
Grab the shovel , hit my face
You stupid bitch.

I NEED GOD

[VERSE I]

Riding in that caddy , cream white
Both windows down, feelin nice
Smoking on that ca to get me right
Another day , another bitch , another dime 
Sippin on that liq , yeah sipping on that woah
BlokkaWitThatChoppa but today I got the chrome 
Come and get it bitch , take a hollow to the dome
Talkin all that talk now you can’t go home 
Rollin wit my heat yeah rollin wit that pew 
Fuckin up my life because I can’t find a way through
But bitch I pop out like a hollow 
Give me brain n pussy too 
Stupid bitches wanna fuck I guess ill fuckin hit it too
Now this liquor got me cozy 
Im feeling lovely 
I dont want your love because its fake and fucking phony 
But anyway lil baby you can get it if you want it
Jus please dont catch no feelings , if you do , you gettin lonely
I dont want your validation , I dont need a hoe 
Them comments bout you body got you feeling like you glow
But baby they gon fade and now you really all alone
Now remember that one person who really loved you for your soul
You did em wrong and you left them all alone because you knew you fucked up and didn’t wanna heal and grow
Didn’t wanna take responsibility so now you gone 
She suppressing all her feelings but they gon come in real strong

CREAMY

[VERSE I]
Not gon lie this got me floating
Smoking on that indica 
All my stress feels like ocean 
Fuck that bitch for causing it 
Never trust a bitch yeah
Never trust a hoe
You might as well jus keep it tucked incase a pussy throw 
Got that glock all on my waist in case a pussy wanna choke
All up on his own blood
Fuck these bitches and these hoes
Run it back n keep it tucked
Blokka boy ran outta luck
Im so fucking crazy 
Scope you out yeah jus for the fun
Some these hoes gon catch some feeling
Some these hoes gon catch a slug 
Do me right or do me wrong
You gone find out real soon enough
Diamondback w the beam
Glocky glock gon make her scream 
Siggy sig gone make her cream 
Canik baby dream team
.556 .223 
9mm or ACP 
AAC gon make her cream 
But Blokka boy gon end the streak 
Aiming at your fuckin team 
Im happy to make all you bleed
Oh this done made my week
Give me head n go to sleep
Chillin w my baby , Glock 19 
Chillin w my baby 100 dolla billies
Said she wanna love me 
I dont know love is

SEX & MONEY

[VERSE I]

Bitch wanna be mine aye
Fucking wit felines aye
I got a big 9 
Clockin overtime aye
Numb to the damn bone
Aye bitch why you tryna grab my phone? 
Get the fuck or jus give me dome
After that bitch you gotta hit the road
Aye aye topping me off like she eating a boli
Im running the track because I am focused 
I dont give a fuck about none of these bitches
Half of them ugly and half of them bogus 
BlokkaThaDead be that bringer Omens
Bitches they want me cause I make em girly
That’s all she want , want a man who get manly
Twirl her around now she giving me handy

[BRIDGE]

Fuckin it up make her cum
Really I dont give a fuck 
All of my life in a rut
Maybe Ill make it enough 
Baby dont leave or give up
None of this money enough 
Give her a kiss now she gone 
I knew it wouldn’t be long 
Pop a tag hoe
Pop a tag and get me gone

[VERSE II]

Loadin my clip and im dumping my shit
Got a lot of green tips and im smiling and shit 
Fuck up a life now im taking your life 
And I dont got a problem when you in a ditch
K to the A to the T baby K
Go and party right after like who gave a shit
Let me be clear, bitch im talking bout y’all
Disrespectful lil bitch go suck on some dick
Fuck all your friends and the ones that you love
Yeah that baby look down at the shit that you did 
Ima be clear like a crystal and veer off my life because really they dont give a shit

DIRTY

[VERSE I]
Yeah I’m fuckin up
Give no fuck about a bitch
You a fuckin slut Fell for it once, not again
Eat my fuckin nut
Smoke it up roll it up yeah that indica 
Come and get it bruh
Try me and you’ll end up underneath 
Real crazy choppa sprayin at your teeth 
Blood rushin like some water from the sea
Pussy killer , but I am not K A T
She real ugly but she swear she crystal clear
You a dummy, you a whore, you a square
All these bitches want my dick to give em air
You get fucked and I fuck you can’t compare 
Mr. Woah putting bitches in the light
I might fight a couple pussies for a price 
Say she she wanna be one for the night
Baby girl you already passed your time
Catch a flight, pop a dime, now im scooping up a bride 
Drinking wine for the night
All this honey gon be mine 
Supersize on her thighs 
Roll one up and now we fly
Look in my eyes , watch me die
Real crazy , Real life 
BlokkaThaDead been on a bad trip
All these demons on me like I just posted a pic 
BlokkaThaDead been that killer from within
I could give a fuck but when I did, they never did

REAL LIFE

[LYRICS]

Okay these bitches now they got me really mad
Might go kill a pussy , scoop em out and call me kat 
All around the globe these hoes they fallin for that bag
Baby I dont know you , give me space and get back 
Bitches talk and claim they know my name 
BlokkaWitThatChoppa blowing out your fuckin brain
Fuck about a dame , I leave her twitchin on my frame 
Big pussy killer , Kat killer , abort and feel the shame 
Dont wanna talk it out bitch
I dont fuck around bitch
Got this glocky by my side and we gon spark it out bitch
Half my life I thought I saw shit very crystal clear , now all I see the truth about these bitches when they near 
Dont fuckin talk to me lil boy dont wanna hear about your peers 
I wanna hear about some money , paper chasing , sipping beer 
We run em down and pack em out and then we toss em off the pier 
All you niggas is some hoes , but half these hoes all act like niggas 
It dont make no fucking sense 
Grab the choppa , squeeze its breast
Watch a hoe run out of breath when im fuckin down her neck
Gimme head , she be fresh out the shower 
In my bed , she da best , we da best , BlokkaChoppa in the flesh 
All these dumbass little bitches wanna fuck all on me
Make a hoe come to Texas if she wanna see me 
I got choppas wit them beams , I got hollow fucking Ps
I put weed all on her body , now im rollin up a b 
BlokkaWitThatFuckingChoppa goin 90 speed
In the rain we fuckin swerving down the highway at ease
Fuck a hoe , we fucking hoes but dont get it twisted 
All this water on my neck but they gon swim wit fishies 
On my momma poppin collars 
Turn his block into Iraq 
BlokkaWitThatFuckinChoppa come and get yo get back
Goin 90 down the highway and we swerving in the lac 
I dont trust you fuckin bitches , all you bitches gon get wacked 
We dont talk it out bitch
We gon spark it out bitch
Shoot yo feet motherfucker , make you walk it out bitch
Im like Godzilla wit an RPG
And if you know then you know , im paying homage to the Gs
Serving fiends out my dorm room , fuck it , gimme more room
I done left that hoe and for some reason I got more room
Im not signing forums , do it my way and scorn you
Uppin the fuckin score on em , they dont know what’s goin on
Gunnin motherfuckrs on my left and fucking right 
Im a gunnin motherfucker , you gon fuckin die tonight
Im like Kat , might fuck around and send you to the afterlife 
And after that we go and party like aint shit happen tonight 
We go band for band boy
We go hoe for hoe boy
Big ol body body boy
Shot your body body boy
He goin to the party boy
Shoot that party party boy
Look you in the eye when you fuckin die boy

NARCISSIST (prod. RichBlessed)

[LYRICS]

Since y’all not gon talk about it
Im gon air the bitch right out
The bitch a hoe that bitch a lie
She gonna talk outta her mouth
Y’all wanna talk ? Now ask about me
Ill tell you who to ask about
Bitch gon lie outta her teeth
I got the truth, ill make you see
556 223 .45 on my big glocky
All these hoes wanna come top me
But id rather get bread like olive garden
Bitch a lil hoe like lil KP 
Big dawg killer like K A T 
Chop dumb hoes like Jason V 
Pop pop shocks now you shaking 
Runnin through the back door
Bitch get smacked 
Trust in a hoe done got you wacked
Never on D(Defense), but you’ll get sacked 
Run up on me, I never lack 
Fuck about buddy, ill bomb her back 
Forever get my get back 
Better use a rubber or youll get trapped 
Spin back the block, that’s double tap 
Big bitch yeah you know we pack a punch
All my guns go
Why you try to run
Couple shots down my body
Bitch im jus having fun 
Narcissistic little bitches dont deserve to feel on love 
Check my body then I fuckin block my heart
I dont want your pussy baby , show me who you really are 
You got body after body , baby got a broken heart 
Up the glocky , bag some ferria , I done had a broken heart 
I dont care about nobody bitch ill fuckin play my part 
These the cards that I was dealt so now run it like car 
Better get to know me quick becasue im shining like a star 
I done been through hell and back , but we gon get it , play your part 
I dont give a fuck about it hoe , im bout it hoe , ill bag a hoe , toe tag a hoe
Then toss that hoe right overboard  I might jus say but fuck it tho , then fuck a hoe , go bust a hoe , then let her go , shoot a bitch real quick in their fuckin home 
Ima make them pour one for they bro , stomp a lil hoe then go back home 
Better hit the road , then I smoke a bone , Hollow point to the heart , can’t go back home 
Fuckin on hoes , im stomping on shit 
Said she want me but she want dick 
Look at my shoe see you brain on my heel 
Stupid dumb bitch done fuckin got hit 
You dont know me but you wanna come sit
Look at your life like id be pissed
Alkaline water that’s all I get 
Big 45 on my lap like dis 
Bitch im goin out my mind
This a murder suicide 
My life swerving through line 
Passing time getting high 
Live to die 
Never cry , get it right 
Chest out , fucking right 
Dripped in ice 
Bitches lie 
What you go do? Fucking cry?
Stand back up
Get some money 
Count it up
Fuck it up
Make these bitches know yo name
Make your own fucking game 
Standing 10 , fuck fame
Fuck my ex 
Im making game

PACK A PUNCH (prod. RichBlessed)

[LYRICS]

Bitches wanna talk , headshot , toe tag , y’all can’t fuckin get like this
Bitches wanna talk , headshot , toe tag , y’all can come n suck my dick
On my momma I been kicking down some doors
Half these pussies think that they can get to Mo
Pop my collar , run a lap and get em gone
Know some killers who might come and slice ya hoe 
Big oh choppas 
That fucking BlokkaWitThatBlokka
When we pop up , we get em mopped up 
Yo girl gon knob up  on my partner 
She got no father so you know she feeling Blokka wit that fuckin poppa 
Now you get it
Run that money up so quick she look at me and say “you sane?” 
I got problems all around me like mafucking graveyard 
Get that money baby , watch em fall apart 
Keep that money to my ear so I can hear that money talk 
That’s why you bitches dont make sesne to me
Blokka keep that energy 
Wanna talk crazy , get shocked , by the voltages 
We gon kill a pussy then we might go pop a bottle 
Feel like Killa Kat , iykyk , I got em 
I was fucking w this girl n then she showed me all her crystals 
Drop a bitch so quick , yeah she a motherfucking bimbo
All her friends too , give em fucking protozoa 
I might tag em in the end 
Narcissistic little bitch 
Yeah the truth gon live through me
You so scared to spill the beans
Already aired the block out , Might go fuckin spin again 
This time with a Mac n a big ar 
It don’t matter if you duck cuz im aiming for the heart
Blokka wit then big sticks
BlokkaChoppa big dicks
We gon get that pussy lit
Ima make her pussy drip
We gon sell some lil zips
Jus to get some big chips 
I might stomp a lil bitch 
Then go shoot yo big lips 
FMJ Green tips 
Hollow points in my clips
Not a clips its a mag
Shut the fuck up lil bitch
Could a fuck about a body , I been steady gettin it
I been steady catching bodies like P star in film 
She told that I was too sexual , then she went n caught some bodies 
Said that she dont like the path im on , but she’s the reason that im on it 
Acting like she fucking innocent , I got receipts that show she naughty 
That bitch a little fucking hypocrite, narcissistic no hearted 
What’s the word? Where the birds? Steady stomping like herd 
Doin dirt, choppa burp , I dont care bout what you heard 
Live to die or live to flirt , death been knocking on me door 
They all know I never gave a fuck , I crush em till they burst 
Ill never stop until im first , even then im goin more 
I might pop out w that glock out jus to show em I dont care 
I been living jus to die , I kinda like feeling the surge 
Choppa brr, choppa brr, choppa go

KILLERS & TRICKS (KAT) (prod. RichBlessed)

[CHORUS]
Packed out 
Bitch you gettin packed out x4
Packed out, bitch you gon get smacked out
Packed out, bitch you gon get sniped out 
Packed out, bitch you gon get tapped out 
Packed out, bitch you gon get packed out

[VERSE]
Said she wanna be part of the team 
Im like baby take it easy
Gun to the head , blowin brains in the sea
BlokkaThaDead be the killer you dont see
So I hit it from the back
Im not talkin bout the pussy
Big oh glocky popping tags 
Catching bodies left and right like KP when she on that 
Send em to the afterlife like lil baby kat 
You already fucking know I got these bitches on my phone 
Asking me to take em home, but im like nah you on your own 
I dont need some fuciking pussy , get it anywhere I go
All I need is fucking money , never bending for a hoe 

[INTERLUDE]
BITCH , SUCK ON MY DICK THOUGH x4

[CHORUS]
Packed out 
Bitch you gettin packed out x4
Packed out, bitch you gon get smacked out
Packed out, bitch you gon get sniped out 
Packed out, bitch you gon get tapped out 
Packed out, bitch you gon get packed out

PAKKED OUT

[CHORUS x2]
Green beams on my shit
Green beams on the tip
Green beams on that bitch
Green beams on that whip

Fuck around bitch gon get whiplash 
Glock 2 tone , AR big Mags 
Kill a lil boy like baby Kat 
Oh no baby not gonna tap
Choppa big sticks , big Glocks , big bags
Choppa big sticks , big Glocks , big bags 
Choppa big sticks , big Glocks , big bags 
I dont give a fuck about no body 
Lil KP done caught bodies 
All these hoes, 10 plus bodies
But im not fucking w that hoe
They nobody 
I dont give a fuck about nobody
Choppa big sticks aiming at your body 
Fuck around , round here gon catch a body 
Lil Baby Kat steady catching bodies 

[Interlude x2]
Mobbed out 
Popped out
Bitch you gon get tapped out 

[CHORUS x2]
Green beams on my shit
Green beams on the tip
Green beams on that bitch
Green beams on that whip

GREEN BEAMS

[CHORUS]
All these bitches think they know about me
Dont know shit tho
Hop out wit them sticks and get em gone
Like they been ghosts
BlokkaAKChoppa pop em all
Like its a wack a mole
I dont fuck wit bitches get em gone
Yeah wack a hoe 
Bitch

[VERSE]
Kill em all like K A T
If she a hoe we call her KP 
We dont fuck wit narcissistic bitches 
We dont fuck wit narcissistic hoes
Drag em to the river , feed the fishes
Half these hoes gon get a tag all on they toes
Bitch you know im pimping
Bitch you know im getting it
BlokkaChromaChoppa sending shots out like bartender 
Waving round my canon like im throwing up a flag
Bitches geeked out , tapped out , send em to they mans 
Yeah fucking up my life but karma gonna catch up
Think you safe all in yo sheets till them thoughts catch up
Evil all inside you head but you acting innocent 
All dark comes to light, so stop hiding in the cut 

[CHORUS]
All these bitches think they know about me
Dont know shit tho
Hop out wit them sticks and get em gone
Like they been ghosts
BlokkaAKChoppa pop em all
Like its a wack a mole
I dont fuck wit bitches get em gone
Yeah wack a hoe 
Bitch

KILLEM

[CHORUS]
Okay goodnight 8x

[VERSE]
Yeah Ill be fine
Been drinking wine
Im feeling nice
Im feeling nice 
I up the pole
I let it blow
Oh yeah she know
Oh yeah she know
That bitch gon die tonight 
Lets get it alright
Im super fucking fly
Half these bitches wanna be by me
Id rather fucking die
Got this choppa by my side
Ima let that fuciker ride
That lil bitch a hoe
You already fucking know
They been on and off and on again like switches tied to poles 
And a hoe gon be a hoe 
Jus go ask that hoe KP 
We gon wipe you off the map , then go get drunk like K A T 
Down in HTX , FMJ right through yo vest
Pop my collar , do my Dougie , then go smoke out all the pests 
Keep the truth right by side because she will not say the rest
Go ahead and ask about me , Im gon finish what she said 
They say they want static
Come on bitch get active 
Oh no now dont panic
This AR gon cause some havoc
This big glocky get it smackin
P365 gon match it
All my guns are pack a punched 
AR steady fuckin clappin

[CHORUS]
Okay goodnight 8x

Ok, Goodnight

Starry Outro (2025)

Snowfall (2024)

NOT AS FORGIVING (2022)

WASTED TIMES (2022)

Prozac ft. Enemy (2022)

BY MYSELF, OR IN A COMA (2022)

Comfort in my own lies (2021)

Relapse (2021)

BENZO (2021)

HUNNID (2020)

Scopa (2022)

Highlightz (2023)

Crazy (2021)

The End Of The Road (2020)

FUCKALLOFYOU2K21 ft. ENEMY (2021)

…AND YOU NEVER KNEW. (2024)

VERSE: I

Im taking shots for the past me
That dead man walking
Getting high to numb the pain
Im getting high often 
But really it just makes me think so much 
My head falling 
Really think you know my pain
Here’s my shoes 
Walk em
Bitch lemme talk my shit
I dont give no fuck bout no bitch 
I dont give no fuck bout no hoe
Tag em all up and blow 
Fuckin on bitches but chest a hole 
Walkin my life but all alone 
Smokin that blunt all in the cold
Riding that truck all all alone 
Taking these shots to my body
Im losing myself
Im going retarded
Im drowning my problems with bottles and bottles
And smoking em out like im Von in O Block 
And I really just dont give a fuck about you
Really I dont give a fuck about me 
Look at my life like what did I do  Takin one look at my green beam 
I say sorry to María any chance I get
Breaking hearts along the way
Couldn’t handle my own mess
All the crying that I’ve done
Fill that pool up times 10 
All the lying that I’ve done
Not to them but to myself
And my soul’s always worthless
I dont know what’s my purpose 
Look to God feeling hopeless 
Asking “Why did you do this?”

BlokkaThaDead

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