YOU RUINED EVERYTHING (EP)

[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

YOU RUINED EVERYTHING (EP)

BlokkaThaDead