Over the limit
I do not get it
Niggas still hatin' but they need permission
I'm on a mission
Playing like Quidditch
What is you playing you testing my patience
I am just waiting
Getting sedated
All of you niggas is going and fading
Cause they addicted to shit and they stuck
Still, in the end, I can't give fuck huh

Get out my face with that shit
What is saying you seem like a bitch
I am too focused on doing me bitch
I can't believe you are clout chasing shit
Quit, hit, upon this spliff
Leaking my matter all over my fit
Matter a fact we be cranking out hits
Ain't it ironic cause I don't mean shit
Yeah, yeah

Wait in this bitch
Right now on that shit
Right down on that shit
Right now on that shit
Get down on that shit
Right now on that shit
Right now on that shit
Right now on that shit

Over the limit
I do not get it
Niggas still hatin' but they need permission
I'm on a mission
Playing like Quidditch
What is you playing you testing my patience
I am just waiting
Getting sedated
All of you niggas is going and fading
Cause they addicted to shit and they stuck
Still, in the end, I can't give fuck, nah

Kent Osborne - OVER THE LIMIT (Prod. Sims Cashion)

im back losers.

Lyrics

(Lames)
I've been gone for a while but I'm coming right back
Like a mac, Imma fire off until I'm on stacks
Breaking through the line I never fumble the sack
And I'm bouncing off the walls like a tweaker on crack
Up and I'm blasting, I'm like a fucking disaster
And now I'm speaking in tongues, feel like a deacon or pastor
I don't give a fuck I'm the lamest one rapper
Ripping through the ranks but I gotta go faster

(Lames)
Like who, wanna step to me because I'm looking
Like Woo, stepping in my Dior got me moving
Sly Coop, gliding under radar can I ask
What it do, you will never be the same lame
Like who, wanna step to me because I'm looking
Like Woo, stepping in my Dior got me moving
Sly Coop, gliding under radar can I ask
What it do, you will never be the same lame

(8percent)
Flexed up, racks up, balling like I'm both Jordans
Everybody wanna be us man that shit is so corny
All it took was one look, now she in the mosh pit
Told me that she miss the rage, I said baby watch this
On my neck Vivienne, Westwood
I pull up on em like, what's good
I do shit that you wish, you could
And Imma always be on top bitch get it understood

(Lames)
Like who, wanna step to me because I'm looking
Like Woo, stepping in my Dior got me moving
Sly Coop, gliding under radar can I ask
What it do, you will never be the same lame
Like who, wanna step to me because I'm looking
Like Woo, stepping in my Dior got me moving
Sly Coop, gliding under radar can I ask
What it do, you will never be the same lame

WUTITDO!

Lames x 8percent - WUTITDO! (Prod Lames x Supreme)

Diary of a Simpy Kid

FREDDIE DREDD X LIL DARKIE - KICK ROX - CUBIE FLIP

Listen Up

Cblakk X BLP Kosher X El Snappo - On The Road 2 (FAST)

Geek'd (Prod. CYBERDRIP$)

Lyrics:

Okay
Woah woah lets go!
Wait woah woah lets go!
Huh huh wait  lets go!
Lets go lets go lets go!

I’m riding criminal smooth
Now that sublimal moves
Can’t see me but I see you 
We snatch your chain if it’s loose

I’m riding criminal smooth
Now that sublimal moves
Can’t see me but I see you 
We snatch your chain if it’s loose
Okay like!

Finger on the trigger
No I aint afraid to buss
Pistol pack a punch
Rockets heat like launch 
You dont wanna fucking run up on us
You dont wanna fucking run up on us

Finger on the trigger
No I aint afraid to buss
Pistol pack a punch
Rockets heat like launch 
You dont wanna fucking run up on us
You dont wanna fucking run up on UH

Cos’
We don’t play fair bitch
Want smoke lets get it
Pullup on you
No mask when we shoot
Kill 150 goons
In a minute
Ain’t got no limits
Driveby in that civic
Riding round the city
Hunnid digits on the pivot
Yeah this armageddon

Boutta go viral just like I have corona 
Sipping on liqueur until my vision slow motion
Poisoning my liver with that dirty magic potion
Better take precautions when I  pull up on you homie

Boutta go viral just like I have corona 
Sipping on liqueur until my vision slow motion
Poisoning my liver with that dirty magic potion
Better take precautions when I  pull up on you homie


I’m riding criminal smooth
Now that sublimal moves
Can’t see me but I see you 
We Snatch your chain if it’s loose

I’m riding criminal smooth
Now that sublimal moves
Can’t see me but I see you 
We Snatch your chain if it’s loose

Okay like!
Okay like!
O-O-O-Okay like!
Okay like!

Subliminal Criminal

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Subliminal Criminal 😎Prod. Hushinsilence😎

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DELETE! (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Prod. ARYEL & GX

Lyrics: 
XEL
I'ma hit a lick put his hands up pronto!
Goin for the shot, yeah like a n*gga Rondo.
I'ma sweep through the cut on some sus shit Prompto!
And I run up through his crib yeah i'm askin where his mom go?
That bitch ride goofy yeah she pushin like it's mongo.
AK bangin on your door like a bongo.
Yeah the timing is perfect, like a water type she squirt it.
Turn me up on the track little n*gga you ain't heard this.
Hit him with a strong side B like im Banjo.
Yeah i'm takin all his money and we leave him in a bando.
Watch his bitch go down got me askin where the hands go?
I don't treat this like a song man, it's another rant bro.
And you tryin really hard but you know you really can't though.
Yeah fuckin on that bitch and you know she a fan bro.
I'm knockin up a bitch like a n*ggas name Malphite.
Watch a n*gga beat the case because I don't leave clues for the black light, hit her like last night.
Kill a n*gga quick yeah read him off his last rights. 
Kill him off fast right.
Never finish last right?
Spend the whole bag you know it never fuckin last right? 
Shots from the spas right?
No I never pass right?
She a hottie from the culdisac call her Naz right?
Flip her on her back uh, lay her on a mat uh.
Sock up in her mouth yeah them cheeks about to clap uh.
YUH!
 Yeah she drop it to the ground and she do what I say so.
Kill the kitty 9 times yeah my killstreak a pavelow. 
I'm not playin with you nigga man you think this shit a game bro?
I'm bringin down fire chopper gunner it's the rain bro.
Man stay up in your lane bro, you niggas are some lame bros.
Got me takin 3 stocks off the n*gga like it's smash bros.
Yeah I spin a n*gga block like i'm Bandicoot Crash bro.
Got my finger on a trigger kinda itchy like a rash bro UH!

Prompto Verse
Tell me something baby got me feeling kinda wavy make you sea sick like im davey Jones do not leave me lone hear my tone mix it up 180 spin around you drive me crazy amg Mercedes we can roll yeah I bet you know 

It suck a dick uhuh tell your mans whatsup 
Bottom Jihn pop pop 
Bitch I’m fed up up
You know I pop off
I’m just saying watch out 
I’ma fight knock out
Ima hit lights out

Repeat:
Tell me something baby got me feeling kinda wavy make you sea sick like im davey Jones do not leave me lone hear my tone mix it up 180 spin around you drive me crazy amg Mercedes we can roll yeah I bet you know

☢TRASH AMV☢

🌎EARTHBOUND🌎w/ PROMPTO (Prod. GX & ARYEL)*ON ALL PLATFORMS*

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Lyrics:
[Hook]
Oh we caught a live one! Oh we caught a live one
Oh we caught a live one! Fuck it imma light one
Ain't a better hill to die on, better hill to die on
Mothafuckin shadow like, what the fuck I gotta hide from
[Verse]
Put you on the B-Side, jack, It's the other side that I want
Floatin' off the ground, jack
Swingin' from a powerline, swingin' from the pylons
I land and never make a sound
That paper sad oi, faker than a tabloid
See me mad, you don't wanna get to that point
I don't like a muthafucka if he actin' mad coy
Imma stick a 57 FN in a Frat Boy
Imma kick it til it kickstart! Fuck it imma pretend that I don't wanna cut into your hand
Rip it into six parts
I got a plan, I'm gonna hop in the van, a bomb inside of the engine
Drive and crash into the Quick Mart
Irony, I'm only feelin' healthy when my bucks fat
Playin' with my profit, you get buried, you could trust that
I was with the zombies thumbin' paper with the undead
Keep ya broad, I got the Bloody Mary givin' dumb head
Got no manners, missed the hammer now my thumb red
Pretty colors all I see inside my blunt head
We don't take demands, I mean I ain't heard what the chump said
Shit got outta hand, he kick the can and now the chump dead
[Hook]
Oh we caught a live one! Oh we caught a live one
Oh we caught a live one! Fuck it imma light one
Ain't a better hill to die on, better hill to die on
Mothafuckin shadow like, what the fuck I gotta hide from