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Related tracks: Tell 'Em Cochise feat. $NOT (with reverb)

YUN HEAD + WONDER = YUNDER 

PRESENTING: DIGITAL TRASH

@yunhead @iwonderland

DIGITAL TRASH

DIGITAL TRASH

CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST

Tyler, The Creator feat. Lil Uzi Vert and Pharrell Williams - JUGGERNAUT

STREAM HERE: https://moves.lnk.to/ThroatInfectionEP

Prod: Pulse

Lyrics:

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

Every time I dip
from this scene it gets a little shitter
That’s why I’m coming back to Fuck it up 
I’m getting bigger
Like i don’t know bout half these cunts
Or why they talking bitter 
For all I give a fuck they can suck on my middle finger
Yeah they can get burned
Cook me up a mc 
and eat him up for my lunch
You Chat shit, You get spun
Took me a while for I could say just want a want

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

I could never listen to a pussy who Is under my feet
I got some shit to lose you ain’t got nothing concrete
I been hussling harder than any trapper that’s trapping
They just ain’t even coming close to me
I’m on the road to blow you see
I’m might just blow 2G
Wake up, work and go to sleep
That’s how its supposed to be
Trust me this the loading screen
I know shit behind the scenes
I might just put every fucking rager on an tape and leave 

Leave… leave… leave..
What the fuck you mean
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

STREAM HERE

GET BURNED

STREAM HERE: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/bvdlvd/scorn

Imma fucking take the world, I take the world by storm
Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn
I just hate the fact that I was born, Scorn
Issa Scorn

What the fuck is up with everybody?
We got people dying out here
I aint tryna catch a body
Nobody, tryna catch a body
Why they think the only fix is just to send the army?

Who the fuck are we?
Who the fuck are we?
Who the fuck? Who the fuck?
Who the fuck? Who the fuck?

Fuck is you talking bro, coming with the AR tho
Imma gonna aim my scope, at your fucking brain
I hope you die
Shoot you, some pie in the sky better kiss your wife goodbye
Imma end your life tonight sleep tight

Imma fucking take the world, I take the world by storm
Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn
I just hate the fact that I was born, Scorn
Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn
Scorn
Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn, Issa Scorn

SCORN

STREAM HERE 👉 https://lnk.to/layinbricks

Produced by: @fonywallace & @teddyslugz

Lyrics:
Flip a brick, then I build on that
I done too much shit, I keep me lookin back
On some over shoulder shit, on some one eyed Kip
Smoking on this stick, where it fucking hits
Please got have mercy on my spliff
Let it stay lit even when the wind wants a bit
I pray to you that you keep that Shit in tact
If you don’t keep it in tact, you can take it back

Best believe I just drugged my whole show
Don’t tell the bouncer
Big bag of brownies for you
Just take one and fuck off
No you are not getting two
I took one it felt like I blew

Fuck them man at wheatley
All the bullies they used to tease me
They layin bricks, I dropped a brick on a TV
I got a brand new house in the city, with the lights
And a bitch who treats me right

I’m the only one making noise
Had to make a hunnid K and flip it for my fuckin boys

Yeah I flip it for my boys
Yeah I flip it for my boys 

Boy I don’t deal with no crap
You a loser, drug user
Don’t want nothing with that
You so stupid, you think I do this shit for some racks?
I don’t get out of bed if it don’t make me a plaque
What’s with that? I predict that you a Fag
I predict your music bad
You will never beat the LVD
You ain’t ever getting bags
You ain’t ever gonna spaz like me
Told my bro hold this flow imma wrap this beat

Fuck them man at wheatley
All the bullies they used to tease me
They layin bricks, I dropped a brick on a TV
I got a brand new house in the city, with the lights
And a bitch who treats me right

Ah fuck I’m locked in again
Gotta wright my songs with a pen
Got pin point precision and I’m pointing at them, at you
Yeah you do what I do, what you do is doo doo (duh duh doo doo)
You layin bricks all day, but me? nah
Imma get my money any which way 
With the way you look, you could make your bitch gay
With the way I look, I could take your bitch, bitch, bitch, lol 
Don’t make my finger fuckin itch
You could never say, that I ain’t self made
Made myself, spinnin tracks like a beyblade

LAYIN BRICKS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPHH5B7JcCo

@t510 @bxngxiii

slit wrist, red blood drip when i walk
hate speech, all black spit when i talk
cyanide, sippin bloody pints, straight drop
pussy boy barkin online, straight talk

slit wrist, red blood drip when i walk
hate speech, all black spit when i talk
cyanide, sippin bloody pints, straight drop
pussy boy talkin online, straight talk

aye, that pussy boy running his mouth,
got that .45 on me why wouldn't i fire it?
go back to the trunk of the truck,
let the choppa spray him,
put him out like a fireman
i really feel bad, but he kept fuckin tryin it, 
young niggas had to get violent
two stendo clips in the back, 
when that 60 hit him, send his ass to retirement

i need a blunt of that skunk, 
and you better weigh up, cause i don't trust you eyeing it
no benzodiazepine, 
i need that gasoline, smell it all up in my sinuses
if i say you pussy, you pussy, 
i don't give a fuck 'bout opinions or biases
like a gynecologist, 
i ain't gon let you tell me what the fuck a vagina is

i don't want his bitch, 
i don't wanna hit, two f&n's on my hip!
i load up the clips, 
and do him like christmas, light up his crib and then dip
why these niggas wanna talk reckless? 
choppa eat him up like breakfast
go stupid, go dumb like texas,
still it's in the name, lil nigga i'm flexin

ion want that bitch,
tryna hit the jeweler put 666k on my wrist
i put on my fit, steppin out the dungeon
with the slipknot bumpin, watch you drown in the drip
boy get off my dick, ion do shit,
i'm just tryna make moves with the muhfuckin clique
boy check out the wrist, ion do piss,
nigga platinum with the rubies lookin like my shit slit, bitch

slit wrist, red blood drip when i walk
hate speech, all black spit when i talk
cyanide, sippin bloody pints, straight drop
pussy boy barkin online, straight talk

slit wrist, red blood drip when i walk
hate speech, all black spit when i talk
cyanide, sippin bloody pints, straight drop
pussy boy talkin online, straight talk

SLIT WRIST [PROD. BY BANG + 5:10]

There’s so much pain 
for me to feel
Closed all the gates
No way to heal
I’ve got no way
To understand what’s real
I only feel one thing 
And there’s so much hatred 
In my head
I just motherfuckin hate this
Make me dead

And There so much hatred 
In my head
I just motherfuckin hate this
Make me dead
Make me dead
And There so much hatred 
In my head
I just motherfuckin hate this
Make me dead
Make me dead
Make me dead

I don’t know why I feel so shit
You broke my being
Now I’m left in bits
All your friends they like to take the piss

Now I’m left with hatred 
In my soul
I just motherfuckin hate this
Covered in holes
I got so much fuckin hatred
I’ve lost control
I just motherfuckin hate this
Pierce my skull

There’s to much pain 
for me to feel
Closed all the gates
No way to heal
I’ve got no way
To understand what’s real
I only feel one thing 

Ive been searching for my purpose
Been snaked so many times
Nothing hurts worse
Imma gonna catch my dreams or am I gonna fall first
Imma gonna find a state of mine that don’t involve hurt 
All this hatred in my vains I’m gonna
Cut it out without a doubt 
And watch it fall out of my mouth
And out my mind just get it out
I’ll be alright just speak it out
There’s several ways to see it out
Just see it out
Just see it out
Please try and fucking see it out
Ay Fuck living with hatred 
I don’t give a fuck if some pussys Tryna say shit 
Just lemme live my life
Im tryna make hits 
I know I’m gonna make it
Depression is a demon
Try and face it
Step my step, take it slow, you ain’t faking
Your my friend and I know you’re gonna make it
Your my friend and I know you’re gonna make it

HATRED (Prod. T.Y. & Not Connor)

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LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Soxsu-city-boyz-anthem-prod-cheddar-bob-lyrics
BITCHES WANNA FLEX, THAT THEY MOVE ON TO THE NEXT
I AINT EVER GETTIN FAZED, LIKE YEAH OKAY
BITCH YOU INSECURE, YOUR INTENTIONS NEVER PURE
YOU A TOXIC LIL HOE, STAY MAD ALL DAY
X24, ALWAYS CAUGHT UP IN A WAR
THATS SEVEN DAYS A WEEK, I REVEL IN PAIN
TRYNA CATCH A FADE
IMMA LEAVE U IN A DAZE
I DONT GIVE FUCK BITCH
IMMA DO IT FOR THE RAGE
YUH
MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS LIL BITCH
I CAN SEE THAT YOU PEEKING AT ALL THAT I DO
I KNOW THAT YOU BIDING YOUR TIME AND AS SOON AS IM UP YOU GON' BE LIKE "HEY BABE WHAT IT DO?"
NAH
STEP THE FUCK BACK
IM SCHEMING TO CONQUER THE WORLD, GOT NO NEED FOR YO ASS
I DONT GIVE A FUCK NO MORE
AINT NOBODY OUT HERE READY FOR MY FINAL FORM

HEY BITCH, YOU AINT SHIT
YOUR PUSSY AINT GOLD DONT LIKE IT (X4)

REAL ASS MOTHER FUCKER GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A BITCH
BIG FUCKIN STRAP, BURN FIVE, SIX CLIPS
PULL UP TO THE CRIB WITH A DEATH WISH, SHIT
I BE HAPPY TO OBLIGE, IM A SLAVE TO THE SIN

IF WE NOT TALKING BUSINESS, LIL BITCH
GO AHEAD MOVE ON, JUST KEEP OUT MY SIGHT
ONLY THING ON MY MIND IS THE BREAD RIGHT NOW, DONT YOU DARE TO EVEN TRY AND BITE
HAH
FUCKIN PSYCHOPATH, GOTTA LET MY RAGE OUT
WRAPPED UP, I DONE SPLAT MY BRAIN OUT
CITY BOYZ MOVEMENT, STICKS READY, BLAZE OUT
WE FINNA OVERTHROW EVERY CITY, BURN DOWN

IF YOU WANNA SIZE UP, LEAVE YOU OUTTA OPERATION
SURGICAL PRECISION WHEN IM SERVING LACERATIONS
LET ME MAKE SELF CLEAR ONE MORE TIME
HEAD BANG SHIT MAKE SURE U GET IT RIGHT LIKE

HEY BITCH, YOU AINT SHIT
YOUR PUSSY AINT GOLD DONT LIKE IT (X4)

CITY BOYZ ANTHEM (PROD. CHEDDARBOB)

uh
Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

Ay
Had to ditch that mask and the vest
But yet I’ll rep a bally if you were out with the chef 
if any fucking pussy moving left
Imma put him in check 
With a quef thru his chest
I dish out the death
I spark up the meth 
I’ll pop a few pills 
I sniff up dat ket 
run up the set
I make yo bitch wet
Ay
They don’t own me
Yet nevertheless the mic knows me
I’m Coming straight for yah neck 
I’m no phoney Uh
I live for the blood that flows on me 
wanna go toe to toe I’m like broly 
shadow box your face into the unholy Moly
If you got a plan for p then come show me
Got too many homies that owe me 
Might have to run up on bro
with tha pokey Slowly 
Pull up with Henny2 fucking cozy 
Spin mans jaw Like a rollie pollie 
Then Ill smoke up And go do ghostie
need you to face the facts
Pick a step and fuckin take it back
Got the motherfuckin blade in tact
Got an army up in russia that’ll beat your face from black To Blue To black
To blue To black
Yeah
I’m sick of fucking sleeping 
Im a demon
You can fuck you fuckin goals
That You be dreamin
I don’t do what I am told
I Do up treason
Fuck a heathan
I got no time to fuckin wait 
Id rather leave em
Id rather die young than get old
So Fuck a heathen 
I drink monsta ultra 
with my vodka 
You should Call me Kyle 
like you oughta
Shoulda Thoughta Be fore ya
Found out that uh

Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

FUCK OFF
THIS BEAT IS NOT PUNK!
I AM THE ANTI MONK 
YOU UNDER A ROCK LIKE GUNK
SMOKING ON A PACK OF THAT

FUCKING UP A NIGGA LUNG
AND PUT HIM ON HE BACK
I AM IN THE ALLEY TAKE A PENNY
FOR THE CRACK
XANNY WITH THE HENNY 
MAKE A LITTLE NIGGA YACK
EVERYBODY WANNA BE PUNK
WITH THEY TATS 
BUT IT ISN’T VERY PUNK TO
DO SOMETHING IN THE PAST
IF WE STOPPED HUFFING NOS
AND MADE MUSIC DIFFERENT THAN EACH OTHER’S DAWGS
AND WE STOPPED BREAKING EVERYBODY’S JAWS
SO THEY CANT SAY NOTHING ABOUT YOUR CAUSE
AND INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING WE MADE THE LAWS
AND INSTEAD OF WALLOWING WE KICK A FUNK
AND IF WE MANAGE THAT BEFORE THE SHIP HAS SUNK
THAN ALL YOU PUSSY BITCHES CAN BE CALLED A PUNK
I WANNA
LET YOU KNOW THAT YOU WERE NEVER SHIT
AND YOU WELL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIT YOUR DICK
INSIDE YOUR OWN JAW UNLESS YOU BREAK YA BACK
OR YOU PRACTICE THAT UNTIL YOU DRAIN YA SACK
OF ALL
SEMEN AND MEANING IM SEEMING REAL MEAN AND I 
MEAN IT WHEN I SAY A NIGGA IS FIENDING
IM SICK AND IM DREAMING 
YOU SWEAR THAT YOU SEEN HIM 
UP ON A ROOF SCREAMING “HEY,”

PUNK! Ft. LIL DARKIE (Prod. CHASE)

DON’T STOP
UNTIL YOU GET ENOUGH
PUSSY NIGGAS THEY BE STOPPING IT
DROPPING IT
GOING ROUGH
IT NEVER STOP

SO FIGHT IF YOU GOTTA

I BE AT THE BOTTOM OF A BOTTLE THROWING UP

CUZ THAT’S THE MOTTO
LIL NIGGA NEVER STOP

MIGHT STOMP OUT A NIGGA
IF HE TALK THAT SHIT

LIKE I’M BOUT THAT POSITIVITY
BUT BLOOD MIGHT DRIP
OUT YO LIP
IF YOU TALKING BOUT MY FAMILY
NIGGAS WANNA TANNER ME
NIGGAS WANNA DARKER ME
NIGGAS WANNA BARK AT ME
I BE AT THE PARK YOU SEE?
CHILLING
I AM NOT A HERO BUT CERTAINLY NOT A VILLAIN
SINCE THE BEGINNING ALL MY NIGGAS WANNA DO IS MAKE A KILLING
YEAH I’M CHILLING
YEAH I’M CALM AS A BITCH
YEAH I DON’T WANNA WORK WIT YOU
KARMA’S A BITCH
YEAH YOU FUCKED UP
LEAVING COMMENTS AND SHIT
GOT THE SWEAT ON MY DICK
GET WET FROM THE STICK
LET IT GO!

I KNOW BETTER NOW
I KNOW BETTER THAN TO TRUST YOU NIGGAS
OBSESSED WITH YA NUMBERS WHY YOU MUST DO BIGGER?
I WANNA KNOW! WHAT COMPLAINING WHAT THE FUSS DO NIGGA
WHEN YOU TWEAK, ALL IT DO IS MAKE YOU WEAK

YEAH I SMOKED SO MANY BACKWOODS THAT THEY SWISHERS TO ME
SHE IMAGINING A SHOWER WHEN SHE PICTURE MY PEE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME 
I GOT PROBLEMS I GOT ISSUES, AIN’T NO TISSUES FOR FREE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME REALLY?
YEAH YOU SEE ME ON THE INTERNET 
YOU THINK THAT MEAN YOU FEEL ME?
YOU DON’T KNOW
YOU DON’T KNOW IF THIS A BB GUN
OR IF I GOT A REAL ONE UNDERNEATH MY FUCKING TV

HEY 12?

SUCK MY DICK
THROW 13 SHOTS NIGGA DUCK MY CLIP
GOT 14 COPS WANNA SEARCH MY CRIB
I AIN’T WANNA SHOOT THAT NIGGA
BUT HE HURT MY KID

BE A GOOD DAD
NIGGA IMMA BE A GOOD DAD
YEAH MY SON GON HAVE THEM PENCILS AND PAPERS UP IN HIS BOOK BAG
I WON’T TELL MY DAUGHTER WHAT SHE SHOULD ASK
YEAH WE GOT DEPRESSION TELL MY CHILDREN GOTTA PUSH PAST

I GRIN KNOWING WE WILL ALL BE FORGOTTEN
I GRIN KNOWING THAT I SCREAM THIS FOR NOTHING
I GRIN KNOWING THAT THE TIME ISN’T STOPPING
I SMILE AS THE FRUIT BECOME ROTTEN

My stove electric
I pulled up to the show and I ain’t even had a set list
I guess I’ll have to cook it up I’m whipping hoe let’s get this
I dropped em on the block 
For talking reckless like Tetris 
Eating I got lettuce

Bread
Bagel like your head 
Using maple for the spread
I’ll be naked til I’m dead
Baking baking lots of bread 
Bacon bacon raw and red
You running out of food 
Whatchu do
Getchu fed

Stove top
Coke rock
Whipping in the kitchen
Til I’m rich and got a bitch 
That season chicken right 
Don’t pick a fight
Let it choose you or your screws loose
I don’t know if niggas really thinking Mike?

Licking mics
(Licking sound)
Hop up on my dick until it thicken
I get bricks and make em pebbles 
Put the petal to the medal
Time is ticking
Burn a pedal
Make it quicken

If my stove was human definitely stick my dick in

(CHORUS)
(X2)

STOP (PROD. SOLSA)

STREAM LUNATIC: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/lunatic

Instagram: @BVDLVD
Twitter: @BVDLVD

Lyrics: 
Imma kill myself 
emo shit
imma dead myself 
uh
too late, I’m dead 
now I’m best friends with the devil
uh he said josh you fucked up
you sinned too much
imma give u a medal
I said blud fuck off
then I smashed his temple

Ay I feel the love
I’m soaking
all of this loud
I’m smoking
fill up my lung
I’m bloating
burn down the alter
I am the author
born and bred to slaughter
I am the author 
I am the author

uh
imma kill myself 
emo shit
imma dead myself 
uh
too late, I’m dead 
now I’m best friends with the devil
uh he said josh you fucked up
you sinned too much
imma give u a medal
I said blud fuck off
then I smashed his temple

LUNATIC

CHILLIN WITH SATAN

STREAM LUNATIC

CHILLIN WITH SATAN (PROD. CUTNOISE)

STREAM LUNATIC: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/lunatic

Instagram: @BVDLVD
Twitter: @BVDLVD

Lyrics: 
Don’t turn around
Or I might just spray a mother fucker down
Full mag in the fucking 40 round
If a man want might smoke
Make have to shut him down
Shut him down
shut him down
shut him down (down)

I’m two faced
I’m your mate, but I’ll jack your suitcase 
like the grime on ur teeth, no toothpaste 
Imma toothache 
Imma leave u crippled, no blue face 
Move like kenny, When I murk these beats
Dusse widda kool-aid
And brand new b
Humble lil L
Imma white lil neek
Sike
I run these streets ay

I’m fucking ready for everyone to switch up on me 
I don’t give a fuck 
I still got my money 
I don’t give a fuck about the next donny
Its only LS and the gang In 2020

Don’t turn around
Or I might just spray a mother fucker down
Full mag in the fucking 40 round
If a man want might smoke
Make have to shut him down
Shut him down
shut him down
shut him down (down)

WALK ROUN HERE
BE CAUTIOUS
ONE WRONG MOVE ROUND HERE
WE OFF EM
CAUGHT HIM LACKING
NOW HE FLOPPIN LIKE A DOLPHIN
OFF WHITE ON ME 
STOMPING DOWN N MAKIN CORPSES

Seen him in the dead night
he’s a dead guy
Hit em with a red beam
No I’m not a Jedi 
TOLD THAT NIGGA BED TIME
At the red light
Hit him on his left side 
On the west side

I wanna burn it down
Everything I see 
All fake fucks that’s around
Cops look at me cause the nap on my scalp
And I’ll say cheese when they’re all in the ground

Don’t turn around
Or I might just spray a mother fucker down
Full mag in the fucking 40 round
If a man want might smoke
Make have to shut him down
Shut him down
shut him down
shut him down (down)

SHUT DOWN

SHUT DOWN (FEAT. JASIAH) (PROD. goodbyechase)

STREAM HERE: https://ffm.to/bvdlvd-dickhead

PROD. https://soundcloud.com/pr0p

LYRICS:
Man I’m just sat here beginning to lose control
I kinda wish my ex B died I won’t console
When I say I’m climbing thru the ranks I want god tho
If you want the smoke I’ll smack ya Fag right out ya gob bro
loud pack landed Imma Bill it up
Fill it up, Lean I’m fucked
My Brain just did a fucking wheel up
I just came in crashing like a bull and you the teacup
Bill it with my bitch
We Doing 2cb and seeing stuff

I ain’t playing even so Steven can suck my semen
You leaching and fucking preaching 
Now shut the fuck up Uh
If a dickhead got me drunk enough
I’d slump a cunt For fucking nothing uh
And I don’t give no fucks no more (no more)
Two fucks you ain’t getting no more (no more)
Two fucks you ain’t getting no more 
I put my pen to the pad if the pen writes crud then the pen is the punk to be blamed
I’ll back my bitch if a bitch beef her 
Imma back my bad b’s every claim
And don’t don’t like them man that act like they do bits when they out on stage
Some fuckin pricks wanna act too tough 
Call bluff

Man I’m just sat here beginning to lose control
I kinda wish my ex B died I won’t console
When I say I’m climbing thru the ranks I want god tho
If you want the smoke I’ll smack ya Fag right out ya gob bro
loud pack landed Imma Bill it up
Fill it up, Lean I’m fucked
My Brain just did a fucking wheel up
I just came in crashing like a bull and you the teacup
Bill it with my bitch
We Doing 2cb and seeing stuff

Uh
Imma mo fuckin dickhead 
I fuck up anything I jump on
Bad lad run up on the beat and beat it man
I don’t even give no fucks My drugs got me up in a place of leaning man
So Why you gotta poke your nose up my arse like one of them covid screenings cuz 
Too many man just cat cat cat cat cat 
Pussios got me heated fam
If you got the balls to send my friend then do it 
I’ll leave you leakin harder than my singles when I preview it
I might just fuck up the Rap game dats how the UK do it9 
Man just got back from a break and now these rappers wanna  start shit uh
Since September I been laughing 
I’m to busy blowin up, Bin lardin
Businessman, dutty trim, named Tarquin
That’s your dad, And you know it 
Your a smart kid
Bitch I’m right on target, I’m focused right now
Gonna shell till I see that claret, I’ll back it
Mana roll will malice and madness 
You ain’t got that badlad flow 
Like Imma fucking punk
Like imma mo fucking dickhead man
Imma back to back hand
Slap ya nan man (slap ya nan man)

Fuck this madness 
Kick back, Leave it to the dogs
Man I’m coming for the big racks
And Feed it to stocks
Man I’m getting more than interest
I fascinate the gods
Man I’m getting all them big checks
And give it to the squad
I’ll give any man a left hook
If you cap or jack my flow
I’ll hit you with that textbook
Bally on or Bally off I’ll leave you with ya next crook
Pussy wanna square up
But can’t even hold a press up
Look at me and tell me to my face that I ain’t next up

D!CKHEAD

D!CKHEAD (PROD. PROP)

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Prod by @goodbyechase

Lyrics:
I came here to break shit, in two
Nobodies equal, that’s true
The government’s racist, what’s new?
So fuck the Prime Minister, and fuck you.
Fuck you, fuck you

Ah, so what’s the point?
You say there we’re United like a mother fucking joint
Actually, I’ll spark fuckin torie in the groin if they point their ugly finger at any of my boys.

They’re saying that we did it, it’s our fault
Shut your fucking pie hole, You get poled
Like take my fucking paycheck, you tax fraud
I just want my fucking freedom, and no more
And no more

I just want my freedom, my freedom
I just want my freedom, my freedom

I came here to break shit, in two
Nobodies equal, that’s true
The government’s racist, what’s new?
So fuck the Prime Minister, and fuck you.
Fuck you, fuck you

POLITICS

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LYRICS:
Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

And if I wanna plug my guy
He shouldn’t get pissed if I charge him
And if it was a game of size
Some you’d come realise your plans got shafted.
Take piss and ur face get clarted
Me and my bitch is the wraith get blasted man
I’m so high I got planted
This that new bad lad shit

I tell a man I’ll bill it, I bill it, but I can’t bill it because it actually takes me 40 minutes 
That’s a minimum 
You can fuck off your opinion.
I’m sick of de sick of de sick of dem 
Ah
Man ain’t no civilian 
Punks about to hit the 5th M, 5 million

Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

Yeah yeah
What you smoking g? 
Is it that loud loud or you gassing me 
I buss a Maggie from the bossman, £3.50
I’m a 3/5 away from a tragedy
I actually got the whole scene mad at me
That’s a bod lod with a hot bod bad b
Factually, I got lots for my family 
And if you chatting shit I got the mandem like the cavalry 
Smoke up smoke up
You could get fucked with a pole, aiming straight at your head like
Pull up pull up
I’m so fucked up, off of drugs 
And I’m still getting paid like
Get paid, that’s right 
Pocket getting fatter 
Need a bag and my wrist iced 
Need my bitch and a blunt
Hit em same time 
Man I’m up next I heard it through the grapevine

Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

SMOKE UP

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Lyrics:
My mood flicks back like a backflip
Summersault man for a gram, no math quiz
Add it up, take a way some dank, get bank on bank, that’s gang biz uh
My mood flip back like a bitch on the blob
I’m floating like a tampon in a bog man.
I’m a G ODing on god man
I beat it easy, no socks man 
What?

I was Speaking to the profits and I told em run they pockets, they were shook
All the profits I just took that’s a one way ticket to the hood, call it hell might aswell
Spit my final sentence in cell, call it jail
What the hell man? What the hell
Smoking cali, what a smell man
If you want it come and bell man. I tell man.

My mood flicks back like a backflip
Summersault man for a gram, no math quiz
Add it up, take a way some dank, get bank on bank, that’s gang biz uh
My mood flip back like a bitch on the blob
I’m floating like a tampon in a bog man.
I’m a G ODing on god man
I beat it easy, no socks man 
What?

I don’t talk the talk I hit first
I don’t talk the talk I hit first
I don’t talk the talk I hit first

SMOKE UP

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