prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
i go dummy on these niggas
i don’t buddy with these niggas
tryna flex? you unimpressive
looking bummy to me, nigga
outta dollars, outta sense, you outta money, little nigga
i go all banana clips
now you a monkey in the middle
oh, i’m sorry

but i don’t fear shit
if he ain’t talking ‘bout a check then I don’t hear shit
and i don’t always need a weapon when i peel shit
but if he running, we gon hunt him like a deer, bitch

hunt him like the irs, i’m looking for my taxes
hit him with the fye, i got a nigga doing backflips
i been out my mind, i’m really feeling like i’m batshit
365, the way we spin him on his axis
fan him with that … and, oh my god, he got a facelift
friday, halloween, i got em hiding like i’m jason
i’m not tryna be nobody else, i’m born amazing
boy you looking basic
how you tryna say shit?
what is your location?
i go dummy on these niggas
i don’t buddy with these niggas

tryna flex? you unimpressive
looking bummy to me, nigga
outta dollars, outta sense, you outta money, little nigga
i go all banana clips
now you a monkey in the middle
oh, i’m sorry

but i don’t fear shit
if he ain’t talking ‘bout a check then I don’t hear shit
and i don’t always need a weapon when i peel shit
but if he running, we gon hunt him like a deer, bitch

hunt him like he stole sumn
hunt him from the treetops
brodie nem gon chase that fucker down until his knees lock
shawty asking what’s up in my pants, this here a g lock
sick and tired of heroes, i’m a villian ‘til i’m senile
he thought we was ok
tell that nigga, “we not.”
he thought it was safe, i buss the pistol through the sheetrock
he thought it was mace the way i’m spraying with my heat out
i just bought a draco
brodie got a zpap
he just caught a rebound
like the irs, i’m looking for my taxes
hit him with the fye, i got a nigga doing backflips
i been out my mind, i’m really feeling like i’m batshit
365, the way we spin him on his axis
fan him with that … and, oh my god, he got a facelift
friday, halloween, i got em hiding like i’m jason
i’m not tryna be nobody else, i’m born amazing
boy you looking basic
how you tryna say shit?
what is your location?

no more heroes

Jaswed x deekay - HARAJUKU HANGOVER (prod. cyfal)

lyrics 

i don’t wanna die 
but i’ve made my own grave 
it’s starting to look like u ain’t coming my way 
i try to play it off but its effecting my space 
it doesn’t make sense 
now i lost my own taste 
tell me where to find your heart 
before i go away 
nowadays i just wished that i stayed 
i get who i want 
now im bored of getting chased 
was i really that easy to replace 

12am to now its 5 going on 6 
cig after cig no food 
i feel nauseous 
why everything that feel good so toxic 
3 months later thought i won 
but i ain’t stop yet 

all the noise started getting loud 
i had to murder wit another sip of drank
my fucked up version of self care 
all alone wit money but tell me why i feel scared 
damn ima tell u rn this shit is not fair 

i feel better in the moment 
until i wake up 
now i see me wit some bitch trynna bake up 
i ask god why did my friend got laced up 
now i cant even call when im anxious 

so much on my mind now i hate this 
i swear id prolly b dead if i was basic 
all these feelings telling me i gotta face it 
more money i but feel like i ain’t change shit




I NEVER WANTED TO LET GO

BEFORE I GO

lyrics

pretty dark eyes 
she feel safe for a weekend 
you got a man 
but you love to play defense 
i would be yours if my heart wasn’t leaking 
same old room, she a pillow princess 
can’t replace me 
cause i don’t wanna be next 
when you call my phone 
you always talkin bout neck 
maybe that’s y i stay 
just to fail your test 
maybe that’s y you call 
just to be in my bed

maybe that’s why i stay just to feel ur touch
got another bad bitch but i want her love
got another mfer but it ain’t like us
like call my phone
hit u back wsp

like why tf u buggin
why tf is u tripping
like why tf u calling
whose that’s in ur mentions
she got pretty dark eyes
like a soul snatchin demon
live a pretty dark life
down a bottle for that reason

talking late night fights 
going 100 down the city 
got a late night txt
“wya come see me”
got a man at home 
telling me he’s tripping 
u my favorite mistake
i’m urs no kidding

like ion play games
when it comes to my baby
bitch i’m playing offense
fuck the score or inning
got the moon and the stars to shine
so u glisten 
she got pretty dark eyes
all mine for the evening said

pretty dark eyes 
she feel safe for a weekend 
you got a man 
but you love to play defense 
i would be yours if my heart wasn’t leaking 
same old room, she a pillow princess 
can’t replace me 
cause i don’t wanna be next 
when you call my phone 
you always talkin bout neck 
maybe that’s y i stay 
just to fail your test 
maybe that’s y you call 
just to be in my bed

when i wake up in the morning
feeling fucked up in my bed
feeling sick inside my stomach from all the shit you said
 baby i dont understand why the fuck
you gotta leave for 
the tension building up for nothing 
feeling im overthinking

and baby i got too much pain inside my motherfucking heart
shouldve never told you nothing
from the very fucking start
leaving more things, i shouldve said
coming from the heart
shooting through my chest
i feel the pain its feeling like a dart

never hit my line if im your second choice
i dont wanna cuff up a bitch who
will never hear my voice
if you wanna show me that you love me
then show it 
actions speak louder than words and
you know it

i dont understand, but i know that you love him
know that you hate me
find that digusting
wasting all my time and effort all just for nothing
shouldve given all my time to others
cause i never knew nothing

pretty dark eyes 
she feel safe for a weekend 
you got a man 
but you love to play defense 
i would be yours if my heart wasn’t leaking 
same old room, she a pillow princess 
can’t replace me 
cause i don’t wanna be next 
when you call my phone 
you always talkin bout neck 
maybe that’s y i stay 
just to fail your test 
maybe that’s y you call 
just to be in my bed

DARK EYES

spitcup W/ NIKKO

@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!)

got this cash in my pocket
tell that bitch to buss it down
gimmie that
i tell that bitch to turn around
i want that mouth
gimmie that

cause she fuckin with a g
i want it now
i might call you back later
but that body i want now 
gimmie that

what the fuck these bitches talkin bout?
like hoe just close that mouth
you be talkin shit, im spinning back
these bullets flyin at yo house

yo bitch be wildin on the net
hoppin dick to dick,
if she want it, i have it, i give it
if she wanna lick the tip

i said i want it
im never giving up 
this bread is never stoppin
im making motion on my own if its all bout rapping

that hoe gone make it clap
cause this dick is what she fuckin fienen
these hoes be switchin up the moment
that they to see some millions

tell that bitch 
she want it, i give it
if she gone gimmie that
i flip a brick and make a mill
i tell him bring me that

cause that hoe is dressed up for me
cause she knows i wanna give her that
bring that ass over 
come and gimmie gimmie gimmie

got this cash in my pocket
tell that bitch to buss it down
gimmie that
i tell that bitch to turn around
i want that mouth
gimmie that

cause she fuckin with a g
i want it now
i might call you back later
but that body i want now 
gimmie that

got this cash in my pocket
tell that bitch to buss it down
gimmie that
i tell that bitch to turn around
i want that mouth
gimmie that

cause she fuckin with a g
i want it now
i might call you back later
but that body i want now
gimmie that

okay okay whatchu wanna do 
yeah wassup bitch 
i took myself across the world 
and now i got a 4th wife 
blue skunnits countin ks 
i swear yo mans is not the same 
i just met another pretty face 
let’s put you on a plane 

damn i’m getting money 
the fazos from mcqueen
these shoes we never clean 
im coppin more in greece 
damn i’m getting money 
they say im different now 
real ziggaz back in style 
im where the money piles 

i dont really claim where im from 
too busy going dumb 
i show em how to stunt 
i pulled up on the purples
for the jeeters and the runtz 
i mix that inna blunt 
it got em looking for a skunk 

black garments come from saint Laurent
my life is popping tags 
2 doors on the porsche baby 
v12 super fast 
i don’t care about a scrub 
who b talkin bad 
put em on the black top 
we gone see which one of us gone last

TURN AROUND

produced by: Sphynx
Stream: https://vyd.co/Nocturneofchiroptera
Lyrics:

(LOAT!)
man it get so cold when i feel that pull
can’t calm down need to be on my own
tossing and turning deep in the folds of the sheets by me but i feel so alone
such as a vermin, a beast in the clothes
crutching the herd of the sheep for the wool
fuck what you heard, keep what you told if you ain’t hear it by me then it’s real fools gold

i just had a real conversation with the oracle
she left me in pieces thought my future sounded horrible
they think i’m a freak like a disease im so incurable
i just clutch my crucifix i think im turning durable

(NIKKO)
Aye shit gets dark when I clutch my spark boy Iced out bracelet to match my heart 
Heron Preston DSNY 
In an all black wraith and my foot way down 
And I don’t know why (why)
And I don’t know why I feel so out of touch 
When I’m skin to skin intimate with your bitch 
I rip her end to end and bend her until her pussy busts open and still then I don’t feel a gust of no thing 
And least of all it’ll never be love 
In a crowd held down and I don’t wanna be touched 
Don’t rub me the wrong way I’m liable to kill you fucks 
I don’t believe in nothing 
Unless it’s what the orb prophecies’ for me
Only when I’m in her orifice, she offers much more for me
Gorilla grip I’m bout to bust
George Foreman, I’m in your grill
The fuck is up? 
You want war?
Then my militants is ready to march
You act so civilian I know you bout nothing
And what I’m about to do to you is fucking disgusting
I’m sick and I can’t be cured
Baby, I’m fucked for good
A monster until my death I’m sure
I walk to earth alone
My soul’s bonded to flesh and bone
My eyes wide, and my body’s numb

(LOAT!)
man it get so cold when i feel that pull
can’t calm down need to be on my own
tossing and turning deep in the folds of the sheets by me but i feel so alone
such as a vermin, a beast in the clothes
crutching the herd of the sheep for the wool
fuck what you heard, keep what you told if you ain’t hear it by me then it’s real fools gold

i just had a real conversation with the oracle
she left me in pieces thought my future sounded horrible
they think i’m a freak like a disease im so incurable
i just clutch my crucifix i think im turning durable

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ORACLE (prod Sphynx)

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!

prod. Painhunter

COLD 

//
Lyrics - 


represent
faceless on my set

represent
faceless on my set

represent
faceless on my set

on my sesh shit

represent
faceless on my set


I got that mane like gucci
she got that meat wet sous-vide
head in a black suv
blowing that back like Houthi

stand on my stack like uzi
no hand but i go for the max that's goofy 
won't get attached don't fool me
boy i been droppin these mags don't push me

i make her pussy stretch like luffy
don't play me that bitch read like seuss
you want to trip step on my mood
that blade to his chest
play with my food

you don't got a breath that take
what i do
no bitch you a pest
pain what i pull

flow river i'm straight
stains on my suit
cold flushed but the
drugs laced in my food 

aye

stick that get it by 6
i shot like 4k get it by fall
she don't like new funds
metal my switch
i gotta step racks
don't get at my fault
taking my reap
gold set at my feet
falsetto my teeth
grind pure 24

don't settle my wrists
don't settle my piece
don't settle my bliss
don't settle my soul

i spoke to god and he wept
seen all the stripes on my tec
i suspect

i ain't got time to obsess
i do not sleep know i get
i what i set

measure my worth
by the hurt in my chest

the earth i invert
to convert those to death

measure my worth
by the dents in my vest

the last and the first
on my sermon i rep

shi

I got that mane like gucci
she got that meat wet sous-vide
head in a black suv
blowing that back like Houthi

stand on my stack like uzi
no hand but i go for the max that's goofy 
won't get attached don't fool me
boy i been droppin these mags don't push me

drop that op shit (shit)
folded seats (fall to see)
lookin empty whether
heavy where i been (where i been)
fuck yo options (shit)
what i seek (what i fiend)
in the blizzard
froze
waiting for my reach

(foe my peice for my)

its a dead world
bitch said
its a dead world

ice around my neck
cant replace
the blood i spent
i said

its a dead world
bitch said
its a dead world

TURNT!

CLXUDA (IG:@clxuda05)