reminds me of detention with cacity and brokie ngl

HOL ON LIL HOE, HOL ON LIL HOE, HOL ON LIL HOE, AYE!

best on the album keep it up. thought you quit for a min because you hadn't posted. glad you still at it. X2

THEY ALL THOUGHT I FELL OFF BUT IM BACK ON 🗣🗣🗣🔥🔥🔥💥💥💥

LYRICS:

THAT MF *** AS SHIT AND HE GON DIE
BITCH IM GETTING MONEY COLLECTING THE TITHE
ALL YOUR LISTENERS AND FANS FINNA DIVE
IF JEN GOT BERETTAS YOU BETTER GO HIDE
EVERYTHING YOU SAY A MF LIE
BITCH I KEEP A BLADE BITCH I FEEL LIKE A SPY
BITCH I AM TAKING THIS SHIT IT IS MINE
I PUT THE BARREL BETWEEN BOTH HIS EYES

WHOLE ON BITCH THATS NOTHING
I GOTTA DRUMSTICK
I GOT PERCUSSION 
MY FLOW THEY AINT TOUCHIN
LOCKED IN A DUNGEON
BITCH YOUR SO SHORT LIKE A MUNCHKIN
IMMA RUN IT UP GET THE FUNDS QUICK
AINT NOBODY TALKING DOING NOTHING
TOOK TWO SHOTS IM BUZZIN
NO NEW FRIENDS I AINT TRUSTING
IF HE SEND A THREAT IM CHUCKLING
BITCH I GOT A STYLE THAT NOBODY TOUCHING

THEY THOUGHT I WAS OUT FOR THE COUNT BUT I GOT UP IM LIKE THAT
ITS ME, MYSELF AND I LIKE I AM A TRIAD
BITCH YOU FINNA DIE I AINT TALKING A DRYAD
IM GOING 80 I SWERVE IN THE BIKE PATH
IF YOU SAY SOMETHING EXPECT ME TO FIGHT BACK
CARRY THE TEAM AND IM LIFTING WITH MY BACK
GET HIT WITH A MEAT HOOK I FEEL LIKE IM RYBACK

WHO GOT BEEF WITH ME?
I GOTTA CHOPPA IM GON LEAVE EM DEAD
I LOOKED UP YOUR LYRICS, THE WORST SHIT IVE READ
YOU CANT GET MY TIME WHEN YOU TALK LIKE A FED
I GOT SO MUCH ICE I AINT TALKING A SLED
CIRCLE TIGHTER THAN YOUR BITCH IN THE BED
I SAID IM GON TEST IF YOU MEANT WHAT YOU SAID
YOU SPEND SO MUCH TIME MAKING MINIMUM BREAD
I GOT THE LOOT OUT THE BOX LIKE A CHEST

BERETTA M9 (BUCKX2)

LYRICS:

LIKE BITCH I AINT NEW TO THIS SHIT IMMA KARMAMOB SOLDIER
I GOT THE CASH IN MY HAND LIKE ITS POKER
I GOT THE HASH IN MY HAND LIKE A SMOKER 
RIDING ROUND TOWN WITH A BEAM SPREADING MORE HURT
WHOLE SCENE WANNA BE CLEAN SPREADING MORE DIRT
WHOLE SCENE WANNA BE ME BUT IT WONT WORK
COLD FEET CUZ THE WHOLE SCENE ON MY SHOULDERS

BRAND NEW M4 YEAH I GOT THIS SHIT STRAIGHT FROM THE STORE
AIM THE SHIT STRAIGHT TO YOUR FACE
HE TRYNNA TALK AND THEN HE TRYNNA WALK BUT HE RUN OUT OF BREATH CAUSE HE CAN'T RUN MY PACE
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK BOUT YOUR MF CLIQUE IMMA EMPTY THE CLIP AT YOUR MF PLACE
I SAID THAT ALREADY BUT I HAD TO SAY IT AGAIN TO MAKE SURE IT ENTERED YOUR BRAIN

THEY TRYNNA DO WHAT X2 DO SO THEY ALL TRY TO SWITCH IN A MF'S LANE
IM SMOKING MIMOSA IM SMOKING EXOTIC IM SMOKING WHATEVER THE FUCK IS THE STRAIN
THEY ALL GONNA DO ANYTHING FOR THE CLOUT THEY GON DO ANYTHING FOR THE MF FAME
LOOKING AROUND EVERYBODY'S THAT'S DOWN AND IM WONDERING IF THAT FOR YOU IS THE CASE?
IF THAT FOR YOU IS THE SAME?
OH MY GOD EVERYTHING CHANGED
EVERYTHING YOU HAVE BEEN DROPPING AINT BANG 
BITCH I GOTTA BRAND NEW SCOPE AND YOUR IN RANGE
BITCH I GOTTA NEW WHIP IT'S A TANK
I DON'T TAKE A BREAK
IMMA BREAK THE BANK
HOW MUCH IMMA MAKE?
THROW IT ON A PLATE
THROW IT ROUND THE PLACE
I GOT MORE TO MAKE
CHAIN HANG RAZOR BLADE BLOOD STAIN
X2 XD, BLOOD SLAIN
LET IT BANG
SUSTAIN ON THE SMOKE CONCAVE
FEELING TALL BRAVE YOU GET CROSS FACED
DO THIS ALL DAY LIKE WHO WANT IT WITH ME?
SLEEP, SMOKE, SCREAM KEEP IT A 3 PEAT
BITE LIKE A PARASITE ALWAYS ARE LEECHING
IM WONDERING IF YOUR LIFE HAS ANY MEANING

SOLDIER (BUCKX2)

ART BY @NUUMASTAR
LYRICS:

IM SCREAMING F-U-C-K Y-O-U TO YOUR FACE DID I SAY IT RIGHT?
I GOTTA BRAND NEW FUCKING BEAM ITS LOOKING AT YOU BETTER SAY GOODNIGHT
IVE HAD SO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE DO ME WRONG ITS TIME TO MAKE IT RIGHT
I FEEL LIKE AGENT 47 BITCH IM HERE TO COME AND TAKE YOUR LIFE

BUT WHAT THESE PEOPLE COME TO TALK ABOUT?
IF WE'RE TALKING BOUT MY MONEY THEN WE'RE TALKING BOUT A LARGE AMOUNT
EVERYBODY WANTS TO TALK SOME SHIT WHO'S GOT A LARGER MOUTH?
EVEN IF I HAD PLENTY TO EAT BITCH I WOULD STARVE THEM OUT

PUSHING INSIDE OF THE FOREIGN AND IM BOUTTA WHIP IT AND GO BUY ANOTHER
IM NEVER LACKING WHEN IT COMES TO ACTION BECAUSE IM STILL WITH ALL MY BROTHERS
THAT LITTLE BOY IS A BITCH I PULLED UP TO HIS HOUSE AND HE UNDER THE COVERS
I SAID I GOT DRUMS ON MY MF HIP AND I GOT THEM ALL RUNNING FOR COVER

AIMED IN THROUGH THE SCOPE AND THEN I LEAVE EM FUCKING LEAKING
WHEN IM ALL ALONE YOU KNOW I TURN INTO A HEATHEN
KARMA PULLING UP THE BODIES FALLING LIKE SEASONS
HOW MUCH MF MONEY I MAKE IN A WEEKEND?
SAID THAT I AINT NEW TO THIS RAP SHIT BITCH IM PRESTIGIOUS
I JUST HIT THE MARIJUANA SMOKE LIKE BITCH I NEED THIS 
SPEAKING ON EMOTIONS NO ONE KNOWING WHAT YOU MEAN, BITCH
BITCH I GOT A SQUAD OF FUCKING CHOPPERS WHAT THE TEAM IS?

AGENT 47 (BUCKX2 X KILLHEARTACHE)

LYRICS:
BACK IN THE MF DAY EVERYBODY WOULD LAUGH HOE BUT NOW EVERYONE ON MY DICK
IF YOU AINT FUCKING WITH X2 THEN IM GONNA PULL UP WITH SPEAKERS THATS BLARING MY SHIT
I STOLE THAT DUDE'S BRAND NEW CHAIN OFF HIS MF NECK BITCH FUCK YOUR INHERITANCE
I JUST BE SPEAKING MY MIND AND IT HAPPEN TO RHYME HOW IT GOES WHEN IM ARROGANT
THEY ALL WANT A NEW FLOW
SO THEY LOOK WHAT I DO
I DONT ANSWER DM'S I DONT FUCKING LIKE YOU
GOTTA BRAND NEW XD IF YOU FW MY CREW
BITCH WE FINNA BLICK YOU AND THE DUDE BESIDE YOU
WALKED IN WITH MASK ION GOTTA HIDE TOO
BITCH I KEEP A BLADE ON MY HIP LIKE ITS HYRULE 
KARMA BE THE MF WAVE LIKE A TIDAL
MONEY IN THE BANK BITCH I GOT THE TITLE

EVERYTHING I TOUCH ORGANIC
808 BLOWING UP THE FUCKING PLANET
BITCH I GOTTA PACK AND THAT BITCH IS GIGANTIC AND I GOTTA TOOL AND IM ACTING MANIC
IM AN ATTITUDE FIXER LIKE IM A MECHANIC
KARMA MOB SPREADING OUT WE GEOGRAPHIC
NOBODY WANT SMOKE BECAUSE THEY CANNOT MATCH IT I HONESTLY DO IT TOO MUCH ITS A HABIT

SEND ANOTHER SHOT LIKE A FADER
BURNING ON THE GAS AND IM BURNING ON THE PAPER
IF HE TALKING OUT HIS ASS THEN WE LAY HIM DOWN FACE FIRST
X2 TOO COLD WITH A FLOW LIKE GATORS
SLICE MY LUNGS THEN I SEEP SMOKE VAPOR
AROUND MY NECK HANGS FANGS OF A SABRE
AND BITCH I GOT GOLD LIKE I JUST WON A MAJOR
I GOTTA NEW CHOP AND YOUR FAMILY'S IN DANGER

SABRE FANGS (BUCKX2)

LYRICS:

AIMING THROUGH THE SCOPE I GOT A BRAND NEW FUCKING RETICAL
ASKING ME LIKE "JEN LIKE HOW YOU DO IT ITS INCREDIBLE?"
SNATCHING ALL THESE RAPPERS FUCKING SOULS LIKE THEIR COLLECTABLES
BITCH WE KEEP MACHETES FUCK CONFETTI, AINT NO FESTIVALS

I GOT TWO GLOCKS BUT THEY SHOOT ONE WAY
FEELING LIKE A BANK ROBBER, ROBBING ON A MONDAY
BIG DOG, BIG HOUND, I AINT NEVER NEED A CAGE
I AINT WANTING WHAT YOUR SELLING GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY FACE

I AINT TRUSTING NO ONE ROUND ME WHY I ALWAYS KEEP A GAUGE
UPPER CUT IT THROW YOU UP INTO THE SKY LIKE JOHNNY CAGE
THIS A REEL RED BEAM CLIP ROUND REAL TAPE
BITCH YOU REALLY SEE WHO YOU BE WHEN YOU ROUND REAL HATE
OKAY HE WANT THE GREEN WHAT YOU WANT? WHAT YOU TRADE?
BITCH I HIT EM WITH THE CHOPPER NOW HE NEEDING FIRST AID
BITCH IM FEELING LIKE THE DEVIL WHEN I WALK INTO THE BANK 
BITCH I SAID THIS SHIT ALREADY BITCH I GOT MORE IN THE TANK

(I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING CACITY'S LYRICS FUCK YOU)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FEAT. CACITY (BUCKX2)

LYRICS:
FUCK YOURSELF
AND YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HOMIES
I KNEW YOU WERE FAKE FROM THE JUMP YOUR ACTIONS TOLD ME
BITCH IM STICKIN TO MYSELF AND I AINT GOTTA KEEP IT LOWKEY
LOTTA PEOPLE TALKING BOUT THE X2 BUT DONT KNOW ME

SMOKING ON GAS IT GOT ME IN THE NOSE BLEEDS
IMPOSTER SYNDROME LIKE IT FUCKIN CHOOSE ME
WATER ON MY FUCKING FIT IM SOAKING
MY FLOW BACK AND FORTH, ROPE SWING
DOPE KING WHEN WE TALK BOUT SMOKING
DOVAKIN WHEN WE TALKING FLOWING
HOPING?
AINT NO HOPING
IMMA LAUGH AT YOU LIKE YOUR JOKING LIKE-

I DONT SAY SHIT TWICE OVER I DONT WANNA REPEAT
NEVER BEFORE IN MY LIFE I MET DEFEAT
PEOPLE STAY TALKING THAT SHIT BUT BENEATH ME
MY BEAM CTRL + ALT AND IT DELETING
WALKED IN WITH A CLEAN SUIT LIKE MEETING WITH A BEAM LEAVE EM FLEEING
FEELING KINDA FREEING
FLOW SNOW LIKE SKIING YOU CAN'T BE ME
SMOKING GREEN LEAF
BEEN LAPPED YOU MAKE YOU TEETHING HOE

NEVER LOOK INTO THE MEANINGS, HOE
THIS SHIT WAS BUILT ALL ON A FEELING, HOE
BUT THEY NEVER WALK TALK ABOUT THAT SHIT SO I GET TO THE MAC LEAVE EM SCREAMING, HOE
SHE SAID THAT "X2 ELITE!" I KNOW
SHE SAID THAT "X2 A BEAST, A GHOST"
THAT'S WHY I DON'T NEED ANYBODY I TO THE MONEY I MAKE IT THEN I MAKE SOME MORE

IMPOSTER SYNDROME (BUCKX2)

LYRICS:

HOLD ON LIL HOE

ANY MOTHERFUCKER TALKING SHIT WE GOING TOPSIDE
STEPPING ON THE GAS LIKE FUCK THE METER GOING MACH FIVE
FEEL JUST LIKE KENDRICK IM SMOKING YOUR TOP FIVE
EVERYBODY ROUND TALKING FAKE LIKE BITCH I GOT SPIES
TOOK A BUNCH OF GREEN UP TO THE FACE I FEEL LIKE POPEYE
HAD TO SPIT AN 8 BOUT THE KID SO WE SHOT 9'S
SMOKING ON A BLUNT IT HIT MY CHEST BUT I GOT 9 LIVES
9 BANDS
9 HOES FINNA SWAN DIVE
HOLD ON I AINT NEVER BEEN THE ONE TO TALK ABOUT THE HOE SHIT
IMMA HAVE TO GET THE AK GOTTA WHOLE CLIP
IMMA HAVE TO LAUNCH HIS FUCKING BODY INTO MOTION
YOU AINT NEVER WORKING YOU JUST ACTING ON EMOTIONS
IMMA TAKE HIS MONEY WHILE HE OUT IN THE OPEN
SMOKING ON THE GREENEST PACK IT GOT ME FUCKING FLOATING
MY FIT, MY DRIP, MY WATER LIKE OCEAN
IM MAKING BREAD LIKE A GOT A PROMOTION

SMOKING ON GAS AND IT GOT ME IN ORBIT
YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR YOU DONT LIKE THE PORTRAIT
SEE YOU TALKING BOUT MONEY DONT GOT NO ENDORSEMENTS
KARMA MOB PULL UP WITH STRAPS, REINFORCEMENTS
I CANT TAKE A LOOK AT MY FACE
THATS WHY I ALWAYS KEEP A MASK ON
AND EVERYONE WISHING ILL BREAK
THEY ALL THOUGHT I FELL OFF BUT IM BACK ON

SWANDIVE (BUCKX2)

ART BY @NUUMASTAR
LYRICS:
I WOKE UP ON THAT SHIT TODAY LIKE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
ROLLING ROUND, WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC SYSTEMS TURN IT UP
AND I HEARD HE HAD SOME SHIT TO SAY, GET SMOKE UP LIKE A DUTCH
OH WOW LOOK AT ME NOW, I CANNOT HEAR YOU CUZ IM ABOVE

OKAY BUT FUCK THAT
I BEEN SPITTING KEEF BITCH IVE BEEN SMOKING OUT THE BLUNT WRAPS
BITCH I DO IT CAUSE I LOVE THAT
FUCK HOW YOU FEEL YOU AINT GON COME BACK
.308 IT LEAVE A LOVETAP
IF THATS YOUR HOMIES, WOULDNT TRUST
IF YOU SHOOT AT ME A BUSS BACK

MY LIFE FEELING DIFFERENT HOE I TREAT IT LIKE A FUNCTION
MY JOB JUS LIKE UR JOB I GO TO THE STU TO PUNCH IN
EMPTY OUT A NEW CLIP BITCH IM LOADED LIKE NO RUSSIAN
HOPPING IN THE WHIP FEEL LIKE A RAZOR HOW IM CUTTING

CREEP IN THE DARK WITH A MF CHOP ON MY HIP AND THEY CANNOT SEE ME IM A GHOST
HE TRYNNA TALK BOUT THE KID BUT HE FINNA GET BANNED CAUSE HE AINT KNOW X2 THE HOST
ME AND THE MOB LIKE COVENANT WE FINNA STUNT AGAIN, ALL THAT I MISS IS THE CLOAK
STEP ON THE MF GAS AND I GRIP ON THE WHEEL AND I SWERVE OFF THE END OF THE ROAD

OK ME AND X2 PICKING UP THE FUCKING PACE
BITCH WE 2 TIMES FASTER KEEP A BLASTER FOR YOUR FACE
BITCH IM PLAYING GOD WHEN I MAKE EM TEST THEIR FAITH
GIVE THAT BOY A BLOODY NOSE, HE GOT METAL FOR HIS TASTE

THEY WANNA BE KARMA BUT THEY CANNOT SWITCH SIDES
MF'S BE TWEAKING I CAME FOR THE REAPING I PULL UP TO YOUR HOUSE FOR A FIST FIGHT
NO I DONT NEED A REASON BITCH I AM A DEMON WHEN IMMA GO TAKE AWAY HIS LIFE
AND I STILL HAVENT EATEN SO I MIGHT OPEN SEASON AND THEY LOOKING AT ME FOR A REVIVE

AND THE WAY THAT IM MOVING IS CLOCK WORK
PUSSY BOY TRYNNA SPEAK LEMME TALK FIRST
ALL THESE RAPPERS MY SON'S IM THE FATHER
KARMA MOB PULLING UP NEVER FAULTER
RAPPER'S ALL ON MY MEAT LIKE MY JOGGERS
KEEP A HEATER ON ME KEEP A CHOPPER
WHEN I AIM I DONT PRAY SHOOTING STRAIGHT FOR THE FACE
MAKE THAT BOY DISARRAY HIS WHOLE POSTURE

TURN THIS BITCH TO GTA, WAY I LEAVE HIS BODY WASTED
YOUR BITCH ON MY DICK LEAVING MY EGO INFLATED
YOU CAN CALL ME ZIM HOW YOUR CRIB GETTING INVADED
KARMA MOBBIN' TO THE TOP BUT WE STARTED IN THE BASEMENT

IDGAF FEAT. RUZLXN (BUCKX2)

REAL HEAVY HITTER TUNES!

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LYRICS:
NEVER GAVE A FUCK
NEVER GAVE A SHIT
SLIDIN ON YO BLOCK
CREEPIN WITH MY CLIQUE
FUCK UP ON YO THOT 
CATCH A NUT N DIP
THEN THEN SHE GETTIN BLOCKED
I CANT CUFF A BITCH
PULL OFF ON THE COPS
CLUTCHIN ON THE STICK
CHOPPA FINNA COUGH
TRIGGER GOT AN ITCH
DO HIM LIKE HIS POPS IF HE TALKIN SLICK
DOUBLE BACK, CATCH A BUCK BUCK AT HIS LIP
BRING THAT BASS IN

FLIPPIN THE CITY
AINT WIT IT, DONT COME TO THE SHOW
KEEP ME SOME ANGEL RINGS WRAPPED ROUND MY FINGER
I FEEL LIKE IM SONIC, I GET TO THE GOLD
THEY DIDNT GIMMIE A CHANCE, NOT THEY WANT A SPOT
IM GOIN HIGHER THAN MF ASTRONAUT

FUCK OUT MY WAY
I AINT SHOWIN NO GRACE
YOU CAN COME TRY YO LUCK IF YOU STILL TRYNNA DIE
IM THE JUGGERNAUT

AYE, AYE, AYE!
IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
EUGH, YUH, EUGH!
IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
BITCH, AYE!
GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY, IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
BITCH, EUGH, YEA!

HE SAY HE DONT DANCE
INTRODUCE HIM TO MY POLE
ITS MR. BRING THE CANCER
THIS CHOPPA BREATHING SMOKE
I KEEP A STICK LIKE CAMPERS
LIGHT IT WATCH IT BLOW
THIS HEATER FINNA BLAM
HE LEVITATE IM SEEIN GHOST

AND THE OPPS HAD ENOUGH OF US
IMMA RUN IN YOU SHIT WIT A TON OF GUNS
IN MY POCKET IM KEEPIN A HUNNID BUCKS
MONEY SILLY IM STILL FINNA RUN IT UP

HOP ON THE TRACK, BEAT IT UP LIKE IM PUNCHIN GUTS
SHOUTOUT TO KARMA, YOU RAPPERS SOME SONS TO US
THEY WANNA PLAY, GO N TELL EM TO BATTER UP
ALL THESE DUBS I BE STACKIN LIKE LADDERS UP

IM THE JUGGERNAUT

AYE, AYE, AYE!
IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
EUGH, YUH, EUGH!
IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
BITCH, AYE!
GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY, IM THE JUGGERNAUT!
BITCH, EUGH, YEA!

JUGGERNAUT!

JUGGERNAUT! (PROD. BUCKX2)

BALACLAVA

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Produced By: @uobh
Vocals Mixed By: @ominvs
Cover Art: @ominvs

SWANDIVE (BUCKX2)

Jenx2 (@jenxtoo)

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