Lyin

Boricua Master

MADE IN GREENVILLE, SC.
@SEVERED said I sound country 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

VYLE II/YUNG DIOR [[PROD. GMF]]

PROD BY $LICK
Told that pussy knuck if you buck, step on up trick
Life’s a roll of dice so test to luck
Knuckle up

Got that Loose change up in my pocket banging off the chrome bitch,
Easy come easy go
 Man this shit gets  It gets old quick 

You could never pace this 
Your hope is misplaced bitch
You’re Tasteless.
Wanna fuck around now you faceless
Just Face it. 
Your better days are the in the fuckin past.
Should’ve known it wouldn’t  last
Just Kick it back and flick that ash

I Got a Whip made of dope 
Hoe I’m up in the smoke, 
Bitch I’m Sliding round town wit a hunnid fuckin spokes.
Bumpin Southern Sounds , if you reachin you get poked. 
Hoe It’s murda what she wrote trick bitches getting smoked 

Blown off that pack then we gon get some mo,
These clouds they all follow wherever I go 
Rollin it up then we hittin the road
Spittin them slugs, and they hittin the floor 

This that boofpack shit fuck around and catch a clip 
If you Steppin to the clique
It’s yo wig that’s gettin split bitch

STANLEY$TEAMERS

(SVDI)
Svdi hit the fucker
Slash him right across his face
Forehead grew a pussy
Forehead leaking like a bih
Lin chop up the fucker then
I store him in my fridge 
Head kept safe
Cause It’s my favorite place to bust my nut
Nutty buddy
Hanging in my room
My knife still in his gut
Cuddle buddy
We cuddle as I smoke up 
on all this bud
Shotty by my bedside
For any fucker
Willing to buck
It stay loaded
It stay ready
For anyone to run up
Huh
Say 
Say what you know bout me
Blvck
Blvck for life and after death baby
Huh
Don’t 
Don’t step to one like me 
AK
Air out the room like a cool breeze
Chris breeze
The way I beat the bitch down to her knees
Use her 
Her mouth as a flesh light
Cause she just here to please
Oh please 
You talk the talk but Never seen you with or bout the biz
The biz
Uh-uh
Never

(LIN)
 i can’t fuck with none you bitches bitch i am so numb
I drink away my worries until fucked i get so dumb 
i do not want no problem but bitch pls do not test me
can’t give a fuck for life see im the reaper with red beam
i tip toe in the shadows take a soul just cause i can
i rape and lynch the weak see lin might be more than a man
I find a slut to fuck and in her gut i claim my throne
all these whores bore lin so i just use her for her hole
yuh
up the pump if pussy acting bold  
they say they’d buck, well that shit getting old 
they want the smoke… they finna fold 
they tryna go they fuck my forty four
i hate this place i hate the cards im dealt
none you fucks could ever fucking help
dreams of dying cause the dreams i had lie dim
still aint giving up but theres those days i wish i did

Chris Breezy

LYRIC VIDEO OUT NOW 

ENVIOUS̸ : 
( Ay, Ay, Ay )
Mother, mother, mother fuckers always talking 
always talking like they know 
got my 40 cock it back 
and let that motherfucker go 
turn a sucka to a ghost 
turn his bitch into a hoe 
I got xans lsd
I got tabs on the low 
I got 5 down to ride and they all want the smoke 
I got killers in the cut sacrifice and snatch your soul
I got nines 
I got knives 
keep my blade on my side all the time 
wanna try me
I will take your life
no regrets
no remorse
yeah you know it’s homicide 
take ya life 
where you go
you ain’t shit 
you’s a bitch
you’s a lame
I’m the mane 
yeah wassup motherfucker
yeah wassup
yeah wassup motherfucker ay. 

BTD SPECTRE:
Smoking my blunt wont pass this weed 
you talking to me no fucking with me 
In the dark as I bleed only wishing for 3 
sixes im making my wishes proceed 
the devil embarking my conscious and talking to me and telling me please they get what they give only wishing for peace you talking to much wanna bleed they fucking with me no I can’t believe its hard to breathe no breaking bread with enemies no friend of me to stab my back and watch it bleed so left you high and dry in the dust and dirt for the birds to pick you clean just leave me b inside my room I smoke in peace 
 keep me from gripping that pistol and ending my life just to watch as they stand up above looking down on me 

RO$ETTA:
they talking about that killa
RO$ETTA that mane 
bitch i’m goin insane 
load the nine, cock it back, bang 
you know i don’t play mothafucka 
that zetta was raised as a hunter, i got aim
so you better believe when i pull up
motherfuckers gonna get they asses beat
i’m pulling up 3 deep, that mudah and milford
and z-e-t-t-a 

motherfuckers claiming that they gonna pull up
but they never wanna catch this fade
so they better protect they neck
or a mothafucka gonna aim right for they face
don’t give a mothafuck about a mothafucka 
bitch i’m from the 505 southwest mane
me kill and i creep, leave them bodies in sheets
i’m a fiend for the weed, and the cocaine

TALKIN THAT SHIT ( Ft. BTD SPECTRE & RO$ETTA) [Prod.SouljaByTheLake] [OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS!!]

LYRICS:

counting up, getting money 
watch me fly by 
down and up, with my bitch 
she wanna take mine
money calling, dripped out like a high tide
steady balling on these bitches mane, prime time 
all this weed smoke
so high, i can’t think low
charging like rico, barking like kilo
getting money like a cheat code

spend a lot
getting cash even while i’m not 
awake, fast, push the gas the exhaust pop
ride off in the distance with my blunt hot 
bottle cold with my mothafuckin gun cocked
put it yo mouth if you wanna try me 
i could get you iced, i ain’t talking time peice
mothafuckas getting mad they can’t find me 
all the way up to the top i put em all behind me 

fucked up off that drink
30 blunts in, now i can’t feel my face
but i got a lot to say so i keep on fucking chasing 
all this hard liquor, that’s a minimal vacation
i’ve been up and down, mane i’ve been trying 
getting high, wiping tears with diamonds
on my pinky rang, round my neck, 2 european chains
sipping on a fiji potion watch my diamond chains swang

counting up, getting money 
watch me fly by 
down and up, with my bitch 
she wanna take mine
money calling, dripped out like a high tide
steady balling on these bitches mane, prime time 
all this weed smoke
so high, i can’t think low
charging like rico, barking like kilo
getting money like a cheat code

if only they knew 
what i was boutta do 
they’d say 5 he is a fool
me and zetta off the shits
man we really keep it cool 
catch us riding in the coupe 
getting sloppy with the crew 
nah we don’t wanna scoop 
yeah 
call me saul goodman the way i get you off
and it’s all good man cause we always finna ball 
bitch i just skipped work, i aint give em no call 
but i am not a no show 
never wake up like where did my bread go?
calling shawty back, she gon pick up the phone like hello?
daddy where you been? 
i been dropping them perks in my yellow 
self talk in the mirror like who i wanna be?
i just wanna be myself times 3
i know my liver really gotta hate me 
gotta gotta hate me 

counting up, getting money 
watch me fly by 
down and up, with my bitch 
she wanna take mine
money calling, dripped out like a high tide
steady balling on these bitches mane, prime time 
all this weed smoke
so high, i can’t think low
charging like rico, barking like kilo
getting money like a cheat code

countin up (gettin money)

countin up (gettin money) x 5DOLLAWATUH

Life In My City

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE IM DREAMING? WHY DO I FEEL LIKE IM FALLING, ANGELS CRYING, DEMONS CALLING, LOKIN TILL THA DAWN OF MORNING, TEARING ALL MY LIFE APART.

TEARING ALL MY LIFE APART (PROD. SAMASHI)

Hop Off The Plane

(Lin)
1 by 1 i swang to the throat and with my blade ill make him choke 
day by day i slay till may and then by june ill lay my head 
cause by 24 ill be dead 
with my 24 pressed, the lead
will split that dome like i said
i hate this world want y’all dead 
fuck the pain i have endured 
fuck the pain that you’ve endured 
life aint sacred just a couple of bones and flesh that think they hurt 
when its time to fucken go  
there aint a god to let you know 
all alone you choke on the slipping grasp you have on your last go
at life
sever ties 
with my knife i slice and dice 
i killed a bitch and ate her skin then used her bones to make my throne 
so hoes get boned then thrown 
so know that no i don’t know love for you
little nasty bitches i don’t fuck with you 
loosen up the stitches let me fucking loose 
ready to fucken bleed and cut the fucken noose 
yea
slit my fucken throat 
above the waters where i float 
hollow body filled with sorrow past these lies is where i go 
i don’t wanna die alone 
but the way i live my life its almost promised that i won’t have no body by my side

(Svdi) 
Her pussy 
Its ripping
Its breaking
She told me 
It’s for taking
So take it
She’s squirting
It’s raining 
It’s flooding
We both die together
It’s whatever
Pressure
On my back
Can’t ever
Catch me lack
If I slip
My plays down
My clothes
Set to blaze now
It turns to a haze now
days fade to black
Like a background
BC till AD
You bitches gon’ pay me
Or slay me
I don’t really give a fuck about you hoes, no, no
Ima snatch the bodies and hang them all by  rope
After death is the time for me to fuck and elope
Raping and disfiguring the corpse
Fingers in my pockets, I don’t feel any remorse
Bodies hanging as decor, I watch them take their course
Pussy bleeding out on the mothafucking floor
Took the head just so I could fuck it for some more
I didn’t really want the bitch but I had to take her soul

Life In My City

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