we gon party all night 😮‍💨

Lyrics:
Yeah
She gon’ hit my line, cause you know I'm wit the shits
Why you down bad, wanna leave yo man in a ditch
Like damn, shawty throw that ass back
Way too good with it, show me how you do it like that
Uh huh, yeah shake it for me
We gon’ party all night, just you and me
So what, if yo mans he know 
Cause I got my blick on go (hey, listen)
She gon’ hit my line, cause you know I'm wit the shits
Why you down bad, wanna leave yo man in a ditch
Like damn, shawty throw that ass back
Way too good with it, show me how you do it like that
Uh huh, yeah shake it for me
We gon’ party all night, just you and me
So what, if yo mans he know
Cause I got my blick on go

Yeah drop that shit, come shake it
Baby got the moves all night, she wasted
Two more whiffs of the blunt, we faded
Like damn I can never come face it
I'm too high on a wednesday night
That I might go blind if I take that shit
I'm so fried that I'm out of my mind
That I might go die when I'm off that brick
Everybody feels like I owe them shit
So I hop thru the club and I find my bitch
You cannot test on a boy too cold
I can never come down on the smoke I quit
You cannot feel what I feel today 
But I feel okay when I hold my bitch
I come right thru in the front door
Everybody come down to the dance floor, and shake it

Shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace it
Yeah shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace that shit
And shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace it
Yeah shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace that shit and shake it

I stole 1nonly's sound, now I'm better
Nah I'm just playing, I be getting too meta
Shout out my boys in the burbs, rock sweaters
It's crocs with socks, it don't matter the weather
My dick bout as big as my ego, suck it
Moncler coat, drop a band down, fuck it
Party all night, til’ the feds start coming
If your bitch want me then I'm putting my thumb in
Okay, okay lets go
Shout out dababy, Imma steal his flow
Hit the boys in the valley, I'mma tell em whats good
We be rolling 6 deep, while we roll 3 woods
This bitch got money like a landlord
And I know she ain't pay no rent
How these boys tryna get on, but scam some
Y'all trash, stick to selling your fent

Yeah
She gon’ hit my line, cause you know I'm wit the shits
Why you down bad, wanna leave yo man in a ditch
Like damn, shawty throw that ass back
Way too good with it, show me how you do it like that
Uh huh, yeah shake it for me
We gon’ party all night, just you and me
So what, if yo mans he know 
Cause I got my blick on go (hey, listen)
She gon’ hit my line, cause you know I'm wit the shits
Why you down bad, wanna leave yo man in a ditch
Like damn, shawty throw that ass back
Way too good with it, show me how you do it like that
Uh huh, yeah shake it for me
We gon’ party all night, just you and me
So what, if yo mans he know
Cause I got my blick on go

Shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace it
Yeah shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace that shit
And shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace it
Yeah shake it, bitch shake it, drop it down to the floor, embrace that shit and shake it

SHAKE IT

SHAKE IT (w/ DeeKay, damienfarron)

prod @buckx2 the best prod in my state 


giving a fuck about the bullshit you put me through 
filling my cup up with some bullshit with jenx2 
think imma fuck up everything it is what i do 
they on my dick like everyday like who tf is you 
i tell em never hmu bitch i'm not in the mood
feel like deadshot imma sniper when i fucking shoot 
this is deadstock like a zombie on my fucking shoes
and i can't stop getting sloppy it ain't even noon 

spas12 kicking 
shots in my kitchen 
you not doing shit for the world 
quit bitching 
i be in the gym getting big on a bigot 
fuck a little bitch white picket fence sitting 
blunt in my neck 
hole in my chest 
i could get sleep 
but i'll never get rest 
thought shit was sweet then he went and got arrested 
blackout drunk guess you'll have to leave a message
 

came from a place 
where i wasn't even safe 
my momma coming home crying drinking every day 
my own damn family became something that i hate 
i locked myself away started concealing my face



spas12 kicking 
shots in my kitchen 
you not doing shit for the world 
quit bitching 
i be in the gym getting big on a bigot 
fuck a little bitch white picket fence sitting 
blunt in my neck 
hole in my chest 
i could get sleep 
but i'll never get rest 
thought shit was sweet then he went and got arrested 
blackout drunk guess you'll have to leave a message

youthoughtshitwassweet4 (prod BUCKX2)

@unordinarybeats

Lyrics:

YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCENE TO FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEANS, SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
IM JUST HERE TO LIVE TO FOREVER (EVER)
YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCENE TO FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEANS, SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
IM JUST HERE TO LIVE TO FOREVER (EVER)
ALL MY LIFE I BEEN STUCK GRIPPING ON THAT CHROME BARETTA
I BEEN TRIPPING ALL OVER MY BITCH, LIKE HOWD I GET YA
I GOT MONEY NOW, IM 24, IM DOING BETTER
I STILL WANNA KILL MYSELF SOMETIMES BUT ITS WHATEVER

(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I HURT YOU SOMETIMES
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I TAKE MY OWN LIFE
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I HURT YOU SOMETIMES
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)

YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCE-E; FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEE-BEE; SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK

♪

PEACEOFMIND (prod. mercykill & unordinarybeats)

Featuring: @loat66
Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoCreep
Lyrics:

(LOAT!)
Fuck, marry, kill and im doing all 3 
I don't even want the bitch if she aint crazy bout me 
Ill leave a hoe hanging if she complain around me 
Its the real underwxrld in this bitch how I creep
Creep
They all know im hot 
Hotter than a twat 
Got these bitches taking shots 
Its liquor on her tongue 
Its liquor on the rocks 
And im finna find a plug and we finna open shop 
What you want? This a rock 
Baby that's a Glock 
Put it in your name cause im running from the cops 
She don't look away when im shooting at that opp
Now im beating up that box 
Pussy boy you just a bot
Get chopped 
You a poser
Real bi-polar
You don't got no masters you already sold it
You left in the past bruh its over you no one 
Your bitch made a bag off a link and you broke huh?

Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese

(NIKKO)
Grrtttaaa aye
Shawty knew I loved her when I dropped a body bout her 
She wanna be my sacrifice I put her on the alter 
Oh shit its motion now, my dick out and they all suck
Choke on it lick it bitch get my tip swolled up 
Only want it if it’s toxic 
Put my kids on it 
Show me you really bout this 
And I got a switch too (Switch 2) 
Fuck if her ex box (Xbox)
Promise if that pussy pull up on me his head poppin mami 
We hot droppin bombs im too popular 
Where yo thot went? 
Prolly toppin us 
Down there head bobbin
Balls  gargling and all 
She want fuck with the dogs all because you miss shots 
I hit buzzers 
Ha muhfucker 
Knows I would slide for her name and would die for my brothers 
What you gonna do? Love her? 
Boy you so lame she wan’ fuck with a thug and im thuggin
Bitch run it , watch opposition moving legs and kicking dust up 
Freaky as he’ll way im getting this cheese 
Creep in the dark he got hit with a beam 
Money buss out my jeans 
But ion trip on it 
Nah, ion trip bout it 
Lead the feds outta state just so I don’t get the clique caught up 
Don’t get it twisted tho, put heads on ya 
Said she hear voices all the time…
Ain’t no wonder bitch you always swallow 
Heart hollowed-out by the bottom of an Rx Percocet bottle 
Now you drownin in your thoughts and don’t even wan’ see tomorrow 
Wondering if anybody else got a soul that you could borrow 
On the other side 
Is the grass greener on the other side 
NIKKO is there dead bodies in this house or not? 
Don’t test me, I’m not with a quiz bitch 
They’ll find your body carved up outside with the ribs missing 
Gangsta

(LOAT!)
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese
Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese

Buy CREEP by NIKKO

CREEP (prod. LOAT!)

Lyrics~

Money what Im bout (bout)
Straight from the south (south)
You better watch yo mouth (mouth)
Fuck about the clout (clout)
I been on my own (own)
Fuck about the crowd (crowd)
Yo nigga is unknown
Nobody hit his phone (phone)

Money what Im bout (bout)
Straight from the south (south)
You better watch yo mouth (mouth)
Fuck about the clout (clout)
I been on my own (own)
Fuck about the crowd (crowd)
Yo nigga is unknown
Nobody hit his phone (phone)

Buried in his dreams, no headstone (headstone)
Words out my mouth got his chest blown
(Chest blown)
Spineless motherfucka with no backbone
(Backbone)
Turn his words into smoke now his past gone (past gone)

Past gone faded to black
And everything disintegrated
Then it turned into ash
And Im a one of one aint no fucking copying that
I elevate my sound bitch while Im upping my stats
They cant match while Im

Walking through the ashes and the smoke carnage unsealed 
Time froze still, like the clocks wont ever heal
Echoes of war it got the silence appeal
Got hella scars on the field that the rain wont heal yeah

Still I march on with my fate concealed 
And motherfuckas talk but they all yield
To me of who they wanna be and they mirror me
Pathetic mini mes but I dont give a damn
Cuz its fucking

Money what Im bout (bout)
Straight from the south (south)
You better watch yo mouth (mouth)
Fuck about the clout (clout)
I been on my own (own)
Fuck about the crowd (crowd)
Yo nigga is unknown
Nobody hit his phone (phone)

Buried in his dreams, no headstone (headstone)
Words out my mouth got his chest blown
(Chest blown)
Spineless motherfucka with no backbone
(Backbone)
Turn his words into smoke now his past gone (past gone)

Money what Im bout (bout)
Straight from the south (south)
You better watch yo mouth (mouth)
Fuck about the clout (clout)
I been on my own (own)
Fuck about the crowd (crowd)
Yo nigga is unknown
Nobody hit his phone (phone)

Buried in his dreams, no headstone (headstone)
Words out my mouth got his chest blown
(Chest blown)
Spineless motherfucka with no backbone
(Backbone)
Turn his words into smoke now his past gone (past gone)

Unknown

IMPATIENT FREESTYLE [PROD. SIXEYES]

Lyrics~

Yeah we mobbing out the club
And popping bottles getting turnt
Bitches come around the block tryna motherfucking flirt
No game in they resume they bend they ass and twerk
Nah shorty aint no tapping out I gotta see you work

Work work work work work work work let me see you work work work work work work work let me see you work

くそったれ motherfucka
Want a problem
You not really bout it
Suck a dick you and run to mama
Do I feel bad for him hmm 
I said nada
Flaky motherfucker folded like a empanada
Running up the city and counting up my 
guala
Shorty bad as hell now she calling me her papa
And my dick a dental worker how my shit be flossing
White cream finish on her teeth no peroxide

Im a other breed do it different from the southside
Shorty on her knees and she begging to be my side
Beg and beg and plead like can I have yo dick please
Order in the court Imma give you what you need bitch
Smoke inside my lungs feel the burn like a incense
Nic rushing through body shit is getting intense
Why you frontin now, you a pussy in the flesh huh
All quiet now huh make that make sense
Bitch

Yeah make that make sense
I love it when they run huh shout out brotha X
Im tryna fuck up on a brat bitch
XCX
I run a whole play bitch baby Im a fucking mess mess

Yeah we mobbing out the club
And popping bottles getting turnt
Bitches come around the block tryna motherfucking flirt
No game in they resume they bend they ass and twerk
Nah shorty aint no tapping out I gotta see you work

Work work work work work work work let me see you work work work work work work work let me see you work

Work work work work work work work let me see you work work work work work work work let me see you work

TURNT!

Lyrics~
Yeah my knees be knockin
Yeah Yeah my knees be knockin 
Once dem fees diposin u might get the noggin
My Pinky dinky shinning sweet to your haagen das’n
My pinky dinky like them blues to figure imma comin 

E R
E R
what you hear when you play wit me
E R
E R
what you deal when you stake on me

Where them dates at 
let’s go to ME or Lax 
Think you do shit , please lax

Chance (open verse)

prod skotskr

[LYRICS]
-LXXIV-
gang all back in this bitch, when we outside we cause way too many problems/
went and extended the clip, thats the only way that we ever learn how to solve em/
aint go to school for tools, but we get real handy when ever its time to go carve em/
i like to break the rules, im letting off shots and then ill go make em a coffin/
appalling, just how these lil rappers are flaugin/
we getting the pounds then breaking it down, you know that we do this shit often/
im making money moves now, to much to count im getting exhausted/
so many dead faces all around the house you would think thats it haunted, shit/ 

-TR3-
we gotta take out all the bitches so i pulled the pin out the nade when i toss it/
bang/
you blink you gone miss it so i wouldnt forget it i bought new pendant/
and i think i ascended but with a lil turn of a button ill turn to a menace/
now im getting more racks than a ball in a tennis my heart turning darker than guinness/
fake fucks face tuck, turn his face red no we cant make up, make up/
all them big raps made up 
pussy go get ya pape up/
off of these drugs help me stay up/
till the death i lift my gang up/
till you dead i make k dump/
tryna sleep on us hope stay slump/

-Kashimotu-
Uno on me for the one time, finna go pull that boy cards he gone hit the deck/ 
LX collecting his stripes in a black fitted, like a referee with the tec/
My nigga Tre moving andale itching to catch a fade not that shit on your neck/
Just like a barber with the blade or a student with straight A’s I always carry lead/
They testing me turn those around me to dead people, in just one 360 from the desert eagle/ 
Better keep yo distance cause this clip lethal already shot yo homie but it need a sequel/ 
We unequal to these peasants RVMAN gang no question marking that man with a red beam/ 
I don’t think you get the message so we sending tecs lil bitch put that nigga on DND, fuck/

LXXIV, TR3 & KASHIMOTU - DO NOT DISTURB [PROD. SKOTSKR] (lyrics in desc.)

RUN THIS UP GANG // WRITING LYRICS SOON
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FOLLOW ON INSTA @_kashimotu_

BUCK-50 FREESTYLE || [PROD. E 9 BEATS]

- HIS GRACE IS SUFFICIENT- 2 Corinthians 12:7 - God put it on my heart to release this song in response to the persecution that’s taking place all over the world and that has occurred since the beginning of the faith. It’s time to be bold for Christ, regardless of our circumstances. For those living in countries where there is heavy persecution, I honor you deeply and encourage you to press on.

TURNT!

CLXUDA (IG:@clxuda05)