STO_MP (PROD. SOLSA)

shoutout @issbrokie

Bitch what up up on my wrist I call it Big Ben
Looking through the scope like yeah you know I never miss man
Big vip status I ain’t even got a wrist band
Black gloves up on my fist said yeah I’m looking like a hit man 

Every-time I wanna talk I said they always wanna say sum
Fuck a bitch up on your bed her ass is down I keep her face up
All these blunts I keep ‘em rolled and you could never ever face one

Pay up all the time I be wasting
I kick it back in the basement 
I don’t know what you be claiming
I keep the blood on the stainless
She wanna fuck make her famous
But I’ve been feeling deranged
I wanna rip off your faces
I wanna fill it with pain
She wanna suck on my dick and I make the tip touch her brain

I make the tip touch her brain
Dumb fuck
Spinning down the block bitch I had to make ‘em duck
I got ice up in my veins im bouta hit you like a puck
And I’ve been down up on my dick I said I’m bouta get it up

And bitch I’m so gifted im feeling so lifted
What pills you taking yeah I said like it’s a mix
And I don’t fuck you bitches keeping my inches
Gotta keep my cool I keep perc 5’s up in the brisk
I don’t beg for forgiveness fuck to yo mission
Talking out yo mouth I’ll have you bleeding from the lip
And I don’t even give a fuck and I don’t even give a shit
I said just look up at my face I keep the blade up on my hip bitch

Bitch I’m fucked
8x

(brokie)

Bitch I’m manifesting for things I ain’t ever had
Pussy rappers wanna talk u get put up into a pack bitch

(brokie)

Off the pills and off the liquor said why I be feeling sad
All these drugs up in my system im dying up on this mattress 

(brokie)

Bitch I’m fucked
8x

BITCH I FUCC! (FT. ISSBROKIE) (PROD. PLURE)

positif w/ cacity ( dotflow )

LYRICS:

WHEN IM ALL ALONE THE UNKNOWN IS JUST NEVER TOO HARD BECAUSE I GOT MY BANDS IN A MINUTE
IM TOO IN THE ZONE, ALL I KNOW AND I DONT WANNA TALK NO I DONT WANNA CHAT NEVER VISIT
THESE RAPPERS STAY LOOKING AT ME AND THEY DO WHAT I DO BUT THEY DONT WANNA FUCKIN ADMIT IT
I STEADY PUSH CHROME ON THE ROAD AND I PRESS ON THE GAS LIKE I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT A TICKET
THEY ALL WANNA TALK BOUT THE MOB BUT THEY NEVER GON TOP US, UNLESS THEY WAN SUCK ON OUR DICKS
THERE'S TOO MANY CASES OF SNAKES IN THE BASES AND THATS WHY I BOUGHT ME A BRAND NEW STICK
MY CHOPPA GOT LIGHTS BLINK BLUE LIKE STIGS
IF YOU GOTTA THINK THEN YOUR BRO MY SWITCH
WE GON PUT EM ON LIVELEAK AINT NO TWITCH
I SMELL MIMOSA AND IT FIX MY ITCH

WALKED IN THAT BITCH WITH A MF GLOCK
MAKE THESE MFS TRY TO ACT SCARED ME
BUT YALL FUCKERS AINT EVEN MAKE A BEAT
I CAUGHT YOUR WHOLE SQUAD WITH A LAZER BEAM
LIKE WHO TF DID YOU THINK MADE THE TEAM?
WHO TF DID YOU THINK DID IT HUH?
CUT THAT BOY ON HIS NECK NOW HE ON THE GREEN
MY GLOCK LIKE A BACKFLIP I KEEP IT TUCKED

TAKE A GOOD HARD LOOK AT THE M-O-B YEA WE ALL STRAPPED UP LIKE IT'S G.I. JOE
I AINT COME FOR NO PEACE YEA WE ALL SHOW TEETH IF YOU TALK BOUT ME YOU GON MEET MY POLE
X2, JEN TENISON IN THE BITCH WITH A SPLIFF IN THEY LIPS ALL SURROUNDED BY SMOKE 
NOBODY IN THE SCENE CAN MATCH MY GROWTH
THAT'S WHEN I SMOKE 3 AND THEN LAY ON THE FLOOR

IS YOU A FRIEND OR YOU A FOE?
IF YOU MEET MY FIST YOU GON MEET MY BOWS
BRUH STUTTER WHEN HE TALK YEA HE SPEAK TYPOS
I GO IN THE STU AND I GO PSYCHO
808 SO BIG THAT IT BREAK SILOS
MY BRO STAY IN THE BACK WITH A NICE SCOPE
I KEEP A BLADE ON MY HIP, MICHAEL
GET STABBED IN THE NECK TRYNNA TAKE MY DOUGH

SMOKING ON GAS AND IT FILL UP MY SKULL
YOU PUSSIES ALWAYS JUS DO WHAT YOUR TOLD
THUNDER IT SHUT EM DOWN WITH A BOLT
COCK IT I AIM BACK AND THEY BOLT
THAT'S WHAT YOU DO WHEN YOUR ACT IS SO COLD
THAT'S WHAT YOU DO WHEN THEY COPY YOUR FLOW
THAT'S WHEN I GRAB ON HIS MF FACE AND I THROW IT AROUND LIKE A GODDAMN STONE

HIGHRISE (BUCKX2)

THIS ONE IS FOR THE MOSH TO TWEAK OUT TO!

SOCIALS:
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TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@ssjdaki
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LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/4jFdrKsm6edP3y0wwYifaA?si=2c0695bcbdbc4603
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/bum-rush-simon-says/1712240391?i=1712240392

LYRICS:
BUM RUSH -
OK LIKE RUSH RUSH RUSH
I FUCK IT UP
I STAY WITH KARMA, THATS THE MOB
YEA WE CAN NEVER GIVE NO FUCKS
DONT NEED NO ARMOR WHEN WE SLIDIN
WE GON SMOKE EM OUT LIKE RUNTZS
I CALL HER DAHMER, SHE GON EAT ME UP
SHE LOVE IT WHEN WE FUCK

CUZ WE BEEN MOVIN LIKE THE BEST ONES
MY NIGGAS NEXT UP
I LET EM KNOW, I ALWAYS FLEX UP
I LET MY CHEST PUMP
THEY TRIED TO FOUL ON US, THEY MESSED UP
I LET THAT TEC DUMP
ITS SSJ, HE KNOW TO BLESS BUCKS
GO GET YOUR CHECKS UP

I BEEN PUTTIN THIS PRESSURE ON FOR A MINUTE
THEY BEEN BEGGIN FOR AIR BUT I CANT FORGIVE EM
BULLETS KNOCKIN EM DOWN, LOOKIN LIKE A MIDGET
HOW WE RIDE IN THE NIGHT, TELL EM FUCK A TICKET
HE WANT HEAT THEN WE PUT THAT BOY ON A SKILLET
KEEP A BURNER, I GRIP IT WITH OVER MITTENS
ALL THESE NIGGAS ARE PUSSY, A BUNCH OF KITTENS
BUT THEY TALKIN TO ME LIKE THEY FUCKIN WIT IT

LIL NIGGA I CANT GO
HIT HIS EYE, CUT HIM UP LIKE DEATHSTROKE
MINIMIZE, TURN THAT BOY TO DUST
CHOPPA FINNA DUMP, MAKE HIM UP THE TEMPO
IMMA GO STRAIGHT FOR THE END ZONE, FOR THE WIN
LIL BITCH I PUSH AND PUSH AND PUSH
AINT NO LOVIN
AND ALL THAT SHIT THEY SPITTIN IS NOTHIN, DIRT
ITS LESS THAN THIS RUBBISH

OK LIKE 
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH
I TELL EM
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH
I FUCK IT
UP UP UP UP UP UP UP
YEA GO AND 
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH

SIMON SAYS -
HEARD THAT THESE NIGGAS WERE FEELIN TOUGH
THEY WANT WAR WELL IM TELLIN EM "LETS GO"
POP A ROCK IN HIS TOP LIKE A HEADSTONE
KEEP A STICK AND IT MAKE HIM GO (HEY!)

POP, PRESTO
WE ON SHIT THAT COMPETING WITH DEATH ROW
RIDE AROUND WITH THAT (SHH), WE CANT LET KNOWN

I CANT LET EM GET UP TO MY PACE, NOT EVEN LITTLE BIT
I BEEN BETTER THAN NIGGAS SINCE A LITTLE KID
I WAS 15 AND POPPIN IN THE 916
THROW THAT BOY IN THE PIT, IM KICKIN AT HIS RIBS
NOW GO LISTEN UP AND DO WHAT SIMON SAYS

WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK
OK YEA
WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK
OK NOW 
MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH
OK YEA
MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH
OK NOW 
THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW
YEA GO AHEAD
THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW
OK NOW 
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO
YEA YEA YEA 
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO

BUM RUSH! / SIMON SAYS!

BUM RUSH! / SIMON SAYS! (PROD. MUD)

art by @nuuma
prod. @novafled
lyrics:
(SHOUTS OUT TO NOVAAAAA)
THAT BITCH SAID IM TOO DISRESPECTFUL
THEY DONE THOUGHT I LOST MY HEAD, IM LEVEL
DOOM STRAPS THIS A NEW LEVEL
NEW STRAPS THIS IS NEW METAL 
MY POCKETS WERE LIGHT I RAN EM' UP
YEAH I WAS DOWN BAD AIN'T GIVE NO FUCK
THEN I MIXED MY SOUL WITH 808'S
GET A BIGGER BAG THEN REAL ESTATE 
NEED A BIGGER CRIB AND A BIGGER PLACE
BITCH
B E R E T T A 
IM WITH THE M O B STRAPPED UP WITH A K'
SWERVING FAST IN THE WHIP LIKE IT'S GTA
IMMA DO MY OWN THING, FUCK WHAT HE OR SHE SAY
YALL AIN'T EVER THINKING CRITICAL
REAL SHIT I AIN'T SUPRISED YOUR LIFE BEEN SO MISERABLE
ION GIVE A FUCK BOUT A THING, THAT'S THE PRINCIBLE
SWEAR TO GOD, FUCK EVERYTHING, I MEAN IT LITERAL

NOW WHO WANT WAR WITH ME?

DISRESPECTFUL (PROD. NOVAFLED)

art by @nuuma
prod. me
lyrics: 
i keep a mask on when i shoot
bitch im a mask on type dude
cant be a bitch i aint like you
he get put on the screen he get put on the news
bitch i walk in the spot i said "gimme the loot"
bitch i walk with that metal i aim it at you
they all spit entertainment aint speaking the truth
throw the cash on the table i spread it like food

grab a new bottle say "shout out to shoenice" 
aim for the head so i dont gotta shoot twice
your music still trash
dont get a new mic
im making rappers go suicide
talk to the chop like its you and I
purple or skunk bitch i wont decide 
bitch your whole squad getting minimized
ive been trynna get a check, maybe homicide
when i pull in the whip better step aside

bitch im back in it i want the guap centerfold
laugh in the group chat that bitch acting pitiful
hot like the summer but ice like the winter, cold
aiming it back with a mask so im paid in full
karmamob up and that shit aint debatable
my pack is secret that bitch is ungradable
my chopper ready for action available
he dont want beef cause that boy isnt capable

one eye closed because my reticle been looking smaller lately
doesnt matter splatter all his blood i make his family hate me
cannot make me fold or break or bend i fucking do this daily
bitch i caught lacking lagging cause he always imitating

upgrading my arsenal need another gun
he trynna hop on the wave, got another son
XD gone shoot you in the sky like a thundergun
cant get no food off my plate you cant bum the funds
flows on flows stacked like the sand at the seaside
lay on my money stand taller than knee height
dont smoke it once bitch i tap that hoe 3 times
ring on my pinky got ice like its tea time

BALACLAVA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEMTEXXX
ART BY @nuumastar ON INSTAGRAM

SOCIALS:
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LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/5lvMR9Jo0EeWyI96GM1hGi?si=85bce80a08c74b75
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/narcissist-feat-jenx2-semtexxx-single/1745387525

BALACLAVA

Jenx2 (@jenxtoo)

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