genexix freestyle

prod. narcix

i just left lil aunty house
i gave her a couple bands said ily then im out
gonna play ashanti now
bad bitch know that im the man she gon let me slut her out 
(she gon let me slut her out)
remember summers w no plans but im making money now
everybody love me now 
thumbing through these hunnids now

big balenci runners now
niggas tryna ride the wave yeah they really copy now
(yeah they really copy me)
same old niggas making fun of me just really bummy now
yeah they really bummy now
i done came a long way everyday sunny now
everyday be sunny now
this lean it hurt my tummy now
but i cannot put it down
no i cannot put it down no
my momma say im drowsy now
she dont know what im doing
all these lies keep running out oh (yeah)

3am im booted up i just hit your lil hoe
she gon come and toot it up woah (yeah)
and im toting automatics i stay doley 
by myself no i never fucking panic woah (yeah)
im just chilling on my own
i aint ever need no nobody 
but my motherfucking bros yeah (woah)

and i aint tripping over hoes
she get left right at the door
 then get blocked right off the phone yeah (woah)

aunty house

I'm with your bitch, you know that she
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoeing
Off of the drugs, you know that we
Roll, roll, roll, rolling

Heard that you living with thugs
I ain't gon do too much
Don't mind the shit in my cup
I don't wanna feel too much
I just wanna give you enough
Might just get a lil' rush
I don't wanna be too rough
Might just give you a lil' love

Might just get a lil' rough
Yeah, I don't wanna do too much
I don't wanna do too much
I don't wanna have too much
Nah, I don't wanna, yeah

Saw you across of the club
Knew what it is, what it was
Knew what it is, what it-

I'm with your bitch, you know that she
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoeing
Off of the drugs, you know that we
Roll, roll, roll, rolling

Heard that you living with thugs
I ain't gon do too much
Don't mind the shit in my cup
I don't wanna feel too much

I don’t wanna feel too much
I don't wanna feel too much
I don't wanna feel too much
Aye, I don't wanna feel too much

Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoeing
Roll, roll, roll, rolling
Hoe, hoe, hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoeing, hoeing

do2much

Flip that shit, uh huh I get it
They say, Chris like how you did it
Oh you get money, okay cool
My lil' boy tryn' spark that tool
I'm off that X, I might take 2
I got sextapes with no take two
I'm with my brothers going kuu
No, you can't do what we do
In my function, bitches jumping
Think this bitch want dick or something
All these funds, all these hundreds
I know why they keep on coming

I got exclusive shit from London
I got a Glock with extra buttons
No I'm never fucking running
No I'm never fucking- woah

If we link, she gon' TikTok it
These niggas pussy, they just talk it
They copy everything I do
Just like my talking and my walking
Got that fye on me, it's barking
'Fore we creep up, we gon' stalk him
We gon' leave his ass-

Flip that shit, uh huh I get it
They say, Chris like how you did it
Oh you get money, okay cool
My lil' boy tryn' spark that tool
I'm off that X, I might take 2
I got sextapes with no take two
I'm with my brothers going kuu
No, you can't do what we do
In my function, bitches jumping
Think this bitch want dick or something
All these funds, all these hundreds

I know why they keep on coming, oh
I know why, I know why they keep on

sextapes

sextapes [chase salvia]

Yeah, yeah 
Know I got that 20 ball, yeah
Yeah, I got that 50 ball, yeah
It’s fucking on me, yeah
Got a blick, Imma send him up, cause these niggas be trolling
I’m getting high on the regular, know a nigga be rolling, yeah
Know these niggas will not mention us, cause these niggas be pussy 
Yeah, I’m locked in like a prisoner and I make niggas book it
I’m chilling with Eroy and he shoot like he Booker

Yeah, I’m not a rookie 
Better just watch your bitch cause she looking
Yeah, look how she looking
No, I’m not part time, nigga got motion 
Yeah, no I’m not joking, I dubbed a bitch and she got emotional
I told the plug to just pick up the phone
Niggas be mad, I be high like a drone
Feel like September cause bitch we cold
Try to talk down, send a nigga to hell

How much a nigga gon’ spend on a sweater
I took your bitch, man that shit was whatever 
Wanna come over, just ring that bell
Serving them fiends, send the pack through the mail
Big ass blunt, saying pass that back
And I crash that whip, saying that’s my bad

That’s my bad
That’s my brother, I got his back 
Niggas keep playing with me, we taking his racks
No, he not getting it back 
I’m with a skeezer
I’m with a bad lil’ bitch but I don’t need her
And I’m with my nina, it do what I say
But that lil’ bitch a fucking diva, yeah
And I’m off this shit, I think it’s motherfucking sativa, yeah
Remember I was broke and I was in that lil’ wifebeater, yeah
Now every fucking day I’m wearing Hedi Slimane
I’ve been blowing fucking dope, you know I’m trying to ease that pain 
Yeah, I’m trying ease that pain

I’ve been running around this bitch by myself with my lil’ chain
And I’m with my other bitch but I can’t fuck that hoe the same
And I’m riding with my pistol, nigga play, then that’s his brain
In my crib I got that missile just in case they keep on playing
In my crib I got my momma, she don’t want no fucking issues
She say, leave out all that drama, I don’t wanna fucking miss you
She know that when I’m outside it’s either trapping or judicial

prison [takeo]

You ran from Church Road, ran from Zart
You ain't on piss and dem man can't chart
See that BM, then flip that car
You would have got bun, but you live too far
All the peng girl wanna ride with us
Tell bae-bae "Hop on the bike, then bruck"
The gyaldem say I'm a stylish tug
The beef not dead bro, you must be mad
Man invested in a hundred slugs
My opps are dead or they're in jail rubbed
Te amo, all the gyal get love
And I wanna give all of my fansdem hugs
I heard Loski ain't riding much
Where was you when Naghz got touched?
Gave them a chance, been charting 'nuff
Tell B-

Step in that bitch and a young nigga dolo
Could’ve sworn that I told the lil’ bitch no photos 
He talking shit but you know that he told though
I give a shoulder, when I hit up shoulders
Puffing my shit, I’m cold though 
And I’m hitting her soul throat
And I’m too lit in the party, I’m holding my cup
And I’m off of the molly, I’m feeling her body
I’m sipping this shit, know I’m gone of the lea-
And I do it again, and I cut off her friend
And I fill up the van, and I hit it again
And I hit it again, and I hit it again
And I think Imma win, I’m in love with a ten 
I’m wearing Japan and I’m making advancements
Fucking around and I’m chilling with Cameron 
All of this money and all of these women
Yeah the shit so enticing, shit so inviting
Getting so high I might be on the flight team
I told the lil’ bitch that I’m tired of fighting
Yeah, let’s go 

Do you feel them drums, lil’ bitch?
Ha, do you feel that bounce, lil bitch?
Uh huh, I’m smoking that ounce, lil bitch
Uh huh, I’m cooler than your house, lil bitch 
And I do what you can’t and I do it on cam’
And I know that you mad that your bitch is a fan
I’m booting off X and I can’t even stand
But I stick to the plan, know I stick to the code
He send me the lo’ and it’s a light show
You talking ‘bout choppas, you know I brought four
She call me a tease and she can’t believe it
Holding my dick, yeah she want me to feed it
She trying to record and I told her delete it
I’m breaking her heart and I don’t even mean it
Bitches be crazy, a young nigga seen it
I told the hoe that I’m motherfucking leaving, woah

They know what I got
Give them a drop, watch a boy get shot
One gun lean and her panties drop
Naghz got chopped and the mandem watched
Unruly, nobody can stop me
Nuff pagans made their girlfriend block me
I still got a badders and broccoli
Waving sticks around, it's not cocky

I got a five piece, waving that shit around but it’s not hockey
She with that shit, she want bukkake
She don’t know shit, she’s like “what’s my tea?”
I just be dicking this hoe to Ashanti
Ha, and she fly like Ashanti
Her body so fine, yeah that shit is so tempting
I’m jacking this hoe wanna heist me
I’m jacking this hoe wanna heist-

I’m sipping that shit in the cold
I’m pouring a four and I want me some m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-more
I cannot feel shit, yeah I kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-know
I get a lil’ sip of this shit and I’m on it, I’m on it, I’m on it, I’m on it, let’s go 
I swear that I’m ghost, yeah I swear that I’m ghost
You ain’t ever seen some shit like this
You ain’t ever hear this shit like, no
My kids, they growing up rich like, whoa ￼
When I get that drop, it’s up to bro 
When I get that lo’, you already know
A young nigga gon’ throw’ gon’ throw, gon’ throw
You ain’t ever hear some shit like-
You ain’t ever hear some shit like this, like this, like this

Yeah, and I can’t feel nothing, and I can’t feel shit
And I can’t feel face 
I just hit my dance and I puff this gas then I’m out the place
Yeah, I could show you how to get like me, but that shit just won’t ever click, no
I got the spits from a bad lil’ bitch and you know that she loves to suck my dick, yeah

2far unmixed demo (2024) [chaseX]

Yo, bitch Imma do it like this 
I got this fire, I just might hit you
And I can’t lie, lil’ bitch miss you
But I can’t lie, lil’ bitch I hate you 
(Know I) Can’t lie, bitch I hate you
(And yeah I) Can’t lie, bitch I hate you
Imma stunt before I face you
If you won’t go, then bitch I’ll make you

Had your chance, there ain’t no part two
Should’ve motherfucking shot you
Should’ve motherfucking popped you
Wish I could watch you fucking bleed 
Wish I could watch you fucking bleed 
I wish you’d break your fucking spleen
Bitch Imma get up and just leave, I said-

Bitch Imma do it like this 
I got this fire, I just might hit you
And I can’t lie, lil’ bitch miss you
But I can’t lie, lil’ bitch I hate you 
(Know I) Can’t lie, bitch I hate you
(And yeah I) Can’t lie, bitch I hate you
Imma stunt before I face you
If you won’t go, then bitch I’ll make you

(Bitch I’ll make-)

Had your chance, there ain’t no part two
Should’ve motherfucking shot you
Should’ve motherfucking popped you
Wish I could watch you fucking bleed 
Wish I could watch you fucking bleed 
I wish you’d motherfucking leave
I wish you’d break your fucking spleen, I said- 

(Bitch Imma do it like this) 
(I got this fire, I just might hit you)
(And I can’t lie, lil’ bitch miss you)
(But I can’t lie, lil’ bitch I hate you) 
(Know I can’t lie, bitch I hate you
(And yeah I can’t lie, bitch I hate you)
(Imma stunt before I face you)
(If you won’t go, then bitch I’ll make you)

i hate u [chrisdarko]

Your hoe wanna dance on it, stand on it
I got a freak ol' bitch on cam on it
They want my head, I said put 10 on it
Rocking this Givenchy lil' Chito
I wouldn't wear your shits, that's me though

And I wanna fuck you but I don't mean no-
And I wanna fuck you but I don't mean no love to come from it
I fuck and don't feel nothing from it
I'm stuck here with my government but I'm chrisdarko
And Omega, bitch I fucking come from it
Exclusive Sound, it's one of it
And all my fears, I run from it
I let it eat me, let it beat me
I can't lie, bitch I-

Your hoe wanna fuck and I do too
Can't lead no line, I keep me a broom
She doing a line, I said me too
This bad bitch want some Valentino
My bitch want some Carol Christian P
I can't lie, you a kin to me
I can't lie, you a kin to me
I can't lie, talking to you might just be a fucking sin to me
Your ass might an enemy but I won't let that get to me

I can't lie, can't lie, I might fold
I swear I don't feel shit no more
I know, I know that I'm alone
I know, I know that I'm alone, I-

I can’t lie I feel numb
My mother hate that I’m her son 
Cobain ‘94, might kiss my gun
Yeah, being dead look so fun yeah
Oh he died so young 
Yeah, tell the grim reaper run my ones, yeah 
In the mothership flying real close to the sun 
Burst into flames when I’m talking to nuns
Wrote you a note saying, bitch I’m done 
This ain’t a argument bitch, you won
They gon’ bury me bitch go dance with someone 
Go head bitch, dance with someone 

Your hoe wanna dance on it, stand on it
I got a freak ol' bitch on cam on it
They want my head, I said put 10 on it
Rocking this Givenchy lil' Chito
I wouldn't wear your shits, that's me though

And I wanna fuck you but I don't mean no-
And I wanna fuck you but I don't mean no love to come from it
I fuck and don't feel nothing from it
I'm stuck here with my government but I'm chrisdarko
And Omega, bitch I fucking come from it
Exclusive Sound, it's one of it
And all my fears, I run from it
I let it eat me, let it beat me
I can't lie, bitch I-

Your hoe wanna fuck and I do too
Can't lead no line, I keep me a broom
She doing a line, I said me too
This bad bitch want some Valentino
My bitch want some Carol Christian P
I can't lie, you a kin to me
I can't lie, you a kin to me
I can't lie, talking to you might just be a fucking sin to me
Your ass might an enemy but I won't let that get to me

I can't lie, can't lie, I might fold
I swear I don't feel shit no more
I know, I know that I'm alone
I know, I know that I'm alone, I-

my government [lush soma x fern shy]

somebody else flip (demo) [chrisdarko]

Tell death don’t do us part our love is art and I wan fiend together 
Bitches lie, say they want you, whole time they want me forever
Bitches trend hopping, dick sucking, they call me the meta
I stopped sweating shit and made a wish, now I’m feeling better

Exclusive Sound apostle, all y’all niggas rock fake fossils
I’ve seen pussy niggas broken down, ain’t got no one to talk to
If you bad, then Imma lock you 
If you wan go, bitch I won’t stop you 
Niggas chatting like they him, I let them know that that is not you
I’ve been-

I stopped sweating shit and made a wish, now I’m feeling better
Death don’t do us part our love is art and I wan tweak together 
Bitches say they love you, whole time they just want like me forever
Bitches dick sucking, trend hopping, they call me the meta

I’ve been touching avocados, blueberries, and pomegranates
Talking ‘bout the money, not the produce nigga, I can’t stand you
Talking ‘bout the muddy, fuck the Fanta up like I’m a chemist 
I got fantasies about just making niggas fucking vanish 

The love they won’t reciprocate 
I stack it up in many ways
I blow it all on rainy days 
I came down in like 10 days 

I told death don’t do us part our love is art so we gon’ tweak together
Yeah, like I want tweak together 
Bitches lie and say they want you, whole time they just want like me forever
They want me forever, bad bitch just want me forever 
And all these bitches dick sucking, trend hopping, callIng me the meta
Made a wish and now I’m feeling better
Sweating shit, I’m feeling better

love is art [chrisdarko]

I’ve just been ducking the photo 
Going thru shit you won’t know hoe
Tryna find ways to control though 
But that shit do not matter, no
She give me cake and the batter, yeah
I’ve just been climbing the ladder, yeah
Niggas do not want no static, yeah
Got a bad bitch, know her ass tatted, yeah

Know I don’t let go of things, yeah
Don’t think I want all that fame, okay 
Know that I’m clutching utensils
Baby I’ll fuck with your mental, aye
I’ve just been going through pain 
So I’ve been shopping for things
Keep thinking that shit is a game lil’ bitch
I know I cannot fuck with you

No, I won’t make no plans with you
Know you wan dirty my pants 
Know you wan dirty my pants, lil boo
I done threw all of these bands
I done threw all of these bands for you
I done threw all of these bands baby 
I done threw all of these bands for you

Bossed up on a young nigga
Bossed up on a young bitch, I feel like the man
You ain’t even tote no switches
You don’t even bust no triggers, that shit for the ‘gram 
You don’t even ride for your mans
Me and my niggas connected like we on the LAN
I just blew thru a whole ten 
Chilling in places where pink is the muhfucking sand

If I couldn’t make these expenses baby
Would you still let me know if you would ride for me
Let me know if you would still just die for me

I’ve just been ducking the photo 
Going thru shit you won’t know hoe
Tryna find ways to control though 
But that shit do not matter, no
She give me cake and the batter, yeah
I’ve just been climbing the ladder, yeah
Niggas do not want no static, yeah
Got a bad bitch, know her ass tatted, yeah

Know I don’t let go of things, yeah
Don’t think I want all that fame, okay 
Know that I’m clutching utensils
Baby I’ll fuck with your mental, aye
I’ve just been going through pain 
So I’ve been shopping for things
Keep thinking that shit is a game lil’ bitch
I know I cannot fuck with you

No, I won’t make no plans with you
Know you wan dirty my pants 
Know you wan dirty my pants, lil boo
I done threw all of these bands
I done threw all of these bands for you
I done threw all of these bands baby 
I done threw all of these bands for you

I done threw all of these bands for you, you

pinksand.wav [chrisdarko]

I’m a failing helicopter parent, way I make sure that she take the pill 
Imma always keep it real
Imma always crack the seal and Imma keep on her heels
I mean her toes baby, but I can’t tell you how I feel
I hope you know baby, that you’ll never know the deal
I hope it shows baby, this Tiffy Blue, she think it’s teal
Like what you on baby? 

I’ve been blowing thru the cash and I know my momma don’t like it
They dropping pants cause I’m enticing and they say my talk exciting
They can’t be no more inviting, this my show, I steal the lightning 
Mean the lighting, niggas chatting on the net but do no fighting, why you lying?

I pop a bean and flee the scene 
Like, what you mean?
This time the green turning to blue
I’m changing teams 
Been on the different shit before I hit the ‘teens
Y’all sipping other shit, I can’t even call that lean 

I’m a failing helicopter parent, way I make sure that she take the pill 
Imma always keep it real
Imma always crack the seal and Imma keep on her heels
I mean her toes baby, I can’t tell you how I feel
I hope you know baby, that you’ll never know the deal
I hope it shows baby, this Tiffy Blue, she think it’s teal
Like what you on baby?

failing helicopter parent [chrisdarko]

SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE

What the fuck, all the cash money on me
Baby, not ur main homie
I’ll fuck around and put the blame on me
I face foes with the thang on me, yeah
Accessories alone, $220-$80
Mirror master, they stay imitating 
Pussy ass nigga, not intimating 
Gotta repent, I’m sinning daily lately

What if I crash yo bitch?
What if her ass up? Woah
What if I stand up?
Momma like pull your fucking pants up 
And my lady only taking cash, woah
And my baby, aspiring dancer
I go crazy when my lady tense up
‘Cause the taint so elegant
What the fuck bitch?

I cannot spill all my drink
I’m medicated, might be sedated
Two cams on, then we get to making
Can’t lie bitch, this dick for the taking

Let the beat breathe real quick
Bitch is a fan, feel the tunes and she feel dick
Bitch is a 10, might faint until then 
Ain’t understand but they might in a lil’ bit 
I disappear for a year and I still hit
I made amends with the fear, I don’t feel shit

Swear you don’t know what it takes just to feel like this
Swear Imma always keep it real like this
Wanna see the real me but you can’t lil’ bitch

Tryna life steal in this bitch, got the stick in the blanket
Ain’t no faking, fuck nigga what is you thinking?
She like, what is your banking? 
None of my shit you attaining
No, you can’t be my maiden or my main
And I just want get you to take it
Ass so fat I wan’ spank it

What if I crash yo bitch?
What if her ass up? Woah
What if I stand up?
Momma like pull your fucking pants up 
And my lady only taking cash, woah
And my baby, aspiring dancer
I go crazy when my lady tense up
‘Cause the taint so elegant
What the fuck bitch

chrisdarko

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