BBY GOYARD- WITCHDANCE! [prod. dani kiyoko] #1017 #2K9

(2oo9) MAKE IT GO [prod. xaviersobased] #SEB #1c

Glokk40spaz- Love 2 Da Mob [reprod. dani kiyoko]

Produced By: Me + Fooly + Whereisreef
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Location Lyrics:
Ha, throwin racks like go
Told shawty go head drop it low
Yea nigga wanna talk wassup?
Yah nigga want some smoke? Go head drop the lo
Feel like Playboi carti let it go
Lil Uzi tucked walk around with it cold
Yea bitch in my bag yea I rack that coat
Yea whole lotta niggas sayin I’m the goat
Say that I’m the goat
I taught em how to float
Like a butterfly bitch I taught em how to float
I rock designer huh, kick I put it on my toe
I hadda let ya know

Yea count that fetti 
Oh yea like count that fetti
Oh yea like is you ready
I told that bitch you ready
Nigga count it daily
Hunnid bands stack it daily
Hadda switch up my swag yea free melly

Ha, throwin racks like go
Told shawty go head drop it low
Yea nigga wanna talk wassup?
Yah nigga want some smoke? Go head drop the lo
Feel like Playboi carti let it go
Lil Uzi tucked walk around with it cold
Yea bitch in my bag yea I rack that coat
Yea whole lotta niggas sayin I’m the goat
Say that I’m the goat
I taught em how to float
Like a butterfly bitch I taught em how to float
I rock designer huh, kick I put it on my toe
I hadda let ya know

Steppa Lyrics:
Step step step
Walk around town with my gang gon step
I got a g19 in my booksack promise to god I’m finna go step
Promise to god if you uppin dat stick at my gang, yea we havin no fear
Up in that club that bitch she shakin her ass, I hit from the rear
Whole lotta guns in the air
You talk down, huh we finna flash 
Hop innat brand new jag skrtt I’m finna crash 
Whole lotta fiends in the back
We spinnin yo block
Bltt flippin yo car
Better watch yo bitch god damn she texting my phone
She say imma star

I sending my bitch right out to LA
G19 it’s hittin yo belly
Whole lotta hoes they hittin my celly 
I need that cash 
I need that Fetty
Kickin that pack down the field like a punt
I’m hittin yo bitch yea right from the front 
This some brand new ice yea I’m finna stunt

Feel like may finalgurl, huh I’m just way too kunt
All up on my dick bitch wipe yo mouth when ya done
I need me some fast shit
Spinnat lot on the run
All these Niggas block food on my phone yea I’m done
Swear to god I’m the one

Step step step
Walk around town with my gang gon step
I got a g19 in my booksack promise to god I’m finna go step
Promise to god if you uppin dat stick at my gang, yea we havin no fear
Up in that club that bitch she shakin her ass, I hit from the rear
Whole lotta guns in the air
You talk down, huh we finna flash 
Hop innat brand new jag skrtt I’m finna crash 
Whole lotta fiends in the back
We spinnin yo block
Bltt flippin yo car
Better watch yo bitch god damn she texting my phone
She say imma star

I sending my bitch right out to LA
G19 it’s hittin yo belly
Whole lotta hoes they hittin my celly 
I need that cash 
I need that Fetty
Kickin that pack down the field like a punt
I’m hittin yo bitch yea right from the front 
This some brand new ice yea I’m finna stunt

Location/Steppa (feat. ###bloodybrat)

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Ya, check (x4)
Ya, nigga like wait, wasting time
All these niggas tryna hate, yea take my shine
Like yea I’m tryna fuck, shawty fine
Ya Goodmorning, I’m tryna flex it flex it
X up on my chest, I’m talkin hex it hex it
I see the bad blood around, I’m tryna press it press it 
Ya brand new glock, I’m tryna test it test it

Yuh bitch I’m on yo block, I’m finna bless it bless it
Ya, thot up in that whip, finna wreck it wreck it
White hoe yea she so rich
My man gon fuck yo bitch
Yo hoe gon make my list
Got brand new ice on my wrist
Oh yea my bitch so slutty 
I’m on them drugs
She jumpin like a bunny
Yea, flex (4)
Flex on sumn
I told yo bitch yea look at my diamonds
Know my shit so sunny

Ya, check (x4)
Ya, nigga like wait, wasting time
All these niggas tryna hate, yea take my shine
Like yea I’m tryna fuck, shawty fine
Ya Goodmorning, I’m tryna flex it flex it
X up on my chest, I’m talkin hex it hex it
I see the bad blood around, I’m tryna press it press it 
Ya brand new glock, I’m tryna test it test it

Check (feat. Kura)

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Whole lotta money (x4)
Dick in her tummy (x4)
Bih, huh ion wanna reach 
But you on tiktok
I just got some riches
I’m smokin big za
Yea my hoe gon hiss
Hoe on my list yea, I just wanna hit it hit

Got purple like a laker
I’m flexin till my face hurt
Yea imma money getter
Oh yea they know I’m richer 
I count that guap like Richard
I’m on his head like header 
Big money spender
Oh yea I’m a better

Got racks so bad like this I’m countin peso
Yea that hoe so bad she doin what I say so
She lookin at me like luh daddy countin bankroll
I’m innat trap totin on that fuckin Draco
I got that pole, told that boy go head and lay low
She wanna take a trip, fly out to Barbados
Boy trappin, told em free the hoe yea
If it’s boutta bitch I might leave the hoe yea 

Whole lotta money (x4)
Dick in her tummy (x4)
Bih, huh ion wanna reach 
But you on tiktok
I just got some riches
I’m smokin big za
Yea my hoe gon hiss
Hoe on my list yea, I just wanna hit it hit

Flexer

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
What I look like cappin
Told that boy to tap in
Yea I’m real life Trappin
Tryna copy my fashion 
In the hotel mansion
Yea that hoe wan tap in
All them racks I’m cashin

Yea, need a bad bih like Kylie 
I’m finna let it go like carti
Yea my whole fit is Marni
I’m innat trap countin money
Twin runnin late, yea she tardy 
That boy he broke, kinda funny
I’m on yo block come and find me

All that money, they wan flex out flex out
Racks, It bring some cash out 
Yea that hoe she was a crash out
Take that X until she pass out
Need them hunnids, yea the fast route
Yea that boy too slow, he lag out
Fuck that hoe and make her tap out
I ain’t hearing what they talk bout

Hope they learn they lesson
Yea im right outside and I’m flexin flexin
Finna ride with my bestfriend
Hadda show that boy how im steppin steppin
Yo hoe in my caption, yea she all up in my mentions mentions 
Yea the life I’m livin? Well I hope they see my vision vision

Yea, all the racks they call me
Let’s get some money
I count like 40
All black like carti
While I’m rockin marni 
My hoe she funny
Cmon and charm me

What I look like cappin
Told that boy to tap in
Yea I’m real life Trappin
Tryna copy my fashion 
In the hotel mansion
Yea that hoe wan tap in
All them racks I’m cashin

Yea, need a bad bih like Kylie 
I’m finna let it go like carti
Yea my whole fit is Marni
I’m innat trap countin money
Twin runnin late, yea she tardy 
That boy he broke, kinda funny
I’m on yo block come and find me

All that money, they wan flex out flex out
Racks, It bring some cash out 
Yea that hoe she was a crash out
Take that X until she pass out
Need them hunnids, yea the fast route
Yea that boy too slow, he lag out
Fuck that hoe and make her tap out
I ain’t hearing what they talk bout

Kylie Jenner (feat. Jay Moncler & Nezzus)

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me 

Lyrics:
Huh? Wait need a minute
Countin cash, I just need a minute
I got foreign hoes, yea I admit it
Got prada, bad hoe, I just need a minute
Yea wait, huh, yea a finesser
I told yo bitch, she suck it better
Good money Trappin
They say what happen?
I’m posted with my gang, these Niggas like what happen?

Luh tetchi goin up they like yea what happen?
He say he havin racks, but that nigga cappin
He say they havin straps, yea my nigga packin
Hollup countin cake
New moves in Cali
That bitch in LA
Take to the Telly 
My hoe so sassy
She so damn sexy
My hoe yea they some witches, they comin out
That bitch she want my riches, I kick her out
These niggas swim like fishes, they runnin out
All these Niggas in my business, they finding out
That I’m the one
My racks they weigh a ton
I’m on the track straight flash 
Yea I feel like one

Huh? Wait need a minute
Countin cash, I just need a minute
I got foreign hoes, yea I admit it
Got prada, bad hoe, I just need a minute
Yea wait, huh, yea a finesser
I told yo bitch, she suck it better
Good money Trappin
They say what happen?
I’m posted with my gang, these Niggas like what happen?

Minute

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Whole gang full of pussy
Fly out to New York, I’m posted with luh cookie
Yea, hoe they like my music look how far it took me
Yea, yo bitch say she love me put dick up her tushy

Wait, know some killas yea from hollygrove 
Niggas tryna get like this, they tryna break the code
On a whole new wave my nigga throw the 4
Drac up in my hand, you talkin down we finna let it go
Wake up in the morning like oh shit luh bitch I’m countin racks
I got a hunnid thotties posted in them Fuckin traps
I’m smokin big dope but I cannot smoke no blacks
All these labels hit my phone, they say they love my tracks
Yea, I need me a rack I’m shippin out that pack
I’m on that southside posted with the gang, can’t fuck with rats
Yea these niggas ain’t no killas, talkin project pat 
Yea that hoe she purrin in my ear like a cat

Oh shit, yea, that money talkin
That money talkin
So move with caution
Move with caution
My gang, they walked in
Oh yea we walked in
Them people stalkin

Whole gang full of pussy
Fly out to New York, I’m posted with luh cookie
Yea, hoe they like my music look how far it took me
Yea, yo bitch say she love me put dick up her tushy

Wait, know some killas yea from hollygrove 
Niggas tryna get like this, they tryna break the code
On a whole new wave my nigga throw the 4
Drac up in my hand, you talkin down we finna let it go
Wake up in the morning like oh shit luh bitch I’m countin racks
I got a hunnid thotties posted in them Fuckin traps
I’m smokin big dope but I cannot smoke no blacks
All these labels hit my phone, they say they love my tracks
Yea, I need me a rack I’m shippin out that pack
I’m on that southside posted with the gang, can’t fuck with rats
Yea these niggas ain’t no killas, talkin project pat 
Yea that hoe she purrin in my ear like a cat

iLOVENY<3

Produced By: Me & Split
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Bih so bad I take her 
Chain round my neck hellraiser 
Ice ride round my wrist like a sailor
Girl I ain’t no hero I can’t save ya 
Nigga lookin at me like a savior
If that boy my opp, imma face ya

I’m in that party it’s too lit it’s like a rager 
All them bad ahh bitches say they love me love me
All them fuckin racks, they wan fuck me fuck me
Yea that drac go blatt right into yo tummy
You could never top me
My twin he tote a tommy
Like Girl I love yo body
I say that she a hotty
I’m takin x and Molly
White hoe her name was Kylie
Yea that perc in my body, they could never stop me
Yea that money touch right, change my pulse
With my twin, and I won’t take a loss
Shawty fine like woah I’m havin thoughts 
In that mall shoppin, yea like fuck the cost

Shinsen Ōra

Produced By: Me + Split + Kayofrvr
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Racks out for the fuckin weekend finna pop with the blood
With twin on the southside, promise that it’s all really love
Put some ice on my wrist like goddamn bitch, and I promise it’s all on you
Me and twin tryna blow from the start like goddamn, it’s all on you
Me and gang finna flex out, flex out, flex out, flex out, flex on you
Yea like all that I do, I promise I do it for you

Yea you (x3)
Like yea where the money at?
I post with my gang, I’m smokin that za, that shit give me cardiac 
Yo hoe is a fan, that bitch is a bop, she like where Chem at?
These niggas on dick, they riding my wave, yea need to chillat

These niggas wan hang with luh tetchi, tryna see yea where we chill at
RIP to my luh cuz, yea that luh boy he was big slatt
Yea, wock in my kup and that X in my cup, am I really gon sip that?
Yea, shawty wan ride on my dick tonite, she like do you feel that?

I count hella money
Oh that bih like ya, on my dick like bunny
Put dick right in her tummy
And my bitch like yea yea, my bitch to kunty
Promise that I’m on southside, and all these niggas love me

Oh yea I got swag
Boy I been in my bag
Got a whole lotta racks in my jeans, oh yea that shit finna sag

Racks out for the fuckin weekend finna pop with the blood
With twin on the southside, promise that it’s all really love
Put some ice on my wrist like goddamn bitch, and I promise it’s all on you
Me and twin tryna blow from the start like goddamn, it’s all on you
Me and gang finna flex out, flex out, flex out, flex out, flex on you
Yea like all that I do, I promise I do it for you

Yea you (x3)
Like yea where the money at?
I post with my gang, I’m smokin that za, that shit give me cardiac 
Yo hoe is a fan, that bitch is a bop, she like where Chem at?
These niggas on dick, they riding my wave, yea need to chillat

ForU

Produced By: Split & Kayofrvr
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Typa Hoes (feat. Jay Moncler)

Produced By: Me + Zayn + M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Like alright, I just let it go
For the nite, she wan suck my soul
Hit it from the right, she like baby woah
Oh yea oh yea, my nigga let it show
Yea I’m off that perc luh bitch, gotta let you know
Like yea my twin real rich, rock designer woah
Finna pop out on that bitch, finna take her soul
Finna make that luh nigga glitch, finna break his code

Yea my bitch so sassy
I like when she talkin messy
Punt that pack down the field, man I feel like messi
Aye yo hoe she hit my phone sayin that she miss me
Aye that bitch she lookin at me like yea can you kiss me?
Allat X in my body, swear to god it hit me
Yea that bitch she got body, she like can ya hit me?
She wan go, she wan ride, driving through my city
Me and twin, we got drunk, yea we way too litty

Yea that bad ahh bitch outside
wanna take a ride
Yea my way
This life I live real long
Sumn like a highway
Yea my hoe gon flash if it ain’t done my way
All them racks in my hand luh ahh bitch it’s my day 

Like alright, I just let it go
For the nite, she wan suck my soul
Hit it from the right, she like baby woah
Oh yea oh yea, my nigga let it show
Yea I’m off that perc luh bitch, gotta let you know
Like yea my twin real rich, rock designer woah
Finna pop out on that bitch, finna take her soul
Finna make that luh nigga glitch, finna break his code

Yea my bitch so sassy
I like when she talkin messy
Punt that pack down the field, man I feel like messi
Aye yo hoe she hit my phone sayin that she miss me
Aye that bitch she lookin at me like yea can you kiss me?

Hatsune Miku (Kiss Me)

PROD_ME_CHEM SIN
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Yea my wrist so damn sunny
Imma fuckin cash dummy
Swear to god they all love me
Shawty yea she all on me
Yea my gang wan call on me
Slatt, slime, nose runny
Sing to a hoe like bad bunny
Dick all in her damn tummy
Pop out like a damn mummy
Need that cash to pile on me
All my fans they follow me
That hoe she wan cry to me
Yea that bitch wan lie to me
Yea that shii so trife to me
Shawty give yo life to me
Shawty give some brain huh
Shawty give some mind to me
I just took her mana, woah
Shawty give her life to me
Yea my Kro, brrr yea Kro gon fly with me
X that’s in my body, yea it’s inside of me

Sutetchi been goin up yea like
I know they tired of me
That’s my twin my twin like yea
Oh yea they tied to me
Ma say that she proud of me
Brand new drip i prada me
I’m finna go lovato huh yea
I feel like damn Demi 
Shawty put her ass on me
Bet not put yo hands on me
Yea that shii gon get tricky
Me and Chem we too litty
Bad luh hoe she rude to me
But I like that
Yea, swear I like that
Goin real high like a kite yea
Hit that hoe from the right yea
Know she real tight yea
Yea she my type yea
Shawty ride like a bike yea
Know we lit for the nite yea
Fin po up a pint yea
Fin pop out real light yea

Yea my wrist so damn sunny
Imma fuckin cash dummy
Swear to god they all love me
Shawty yea she all on me
Yea my gang wan call on me
Slatt, slime, nose runny
Sing to a hoe like bad bunny
Dick all in her damn tummy
Pop out like a damn mummy
Need that cash to pile on me
All my fans they follow me
That hoe she wan cry to me
Yea that bitch wan lie to me
Yea that shii so trife to me
Shawty give yo life to me
Shawty give some brain huh
Shawty give some mind to me
I just took her mana, woah
Shawty give her life to me
Yea my Kro, brrr yea Kro gon fly with me

Cash Dummy

Produced By: Me + Bbysizzun + Usr0 + Swagnvy
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Paparazzi camera flashin like a shootout
I got some roxy in that if you wan cool out
Caught my opp at the show pull my tool out
Slut truck switch lanes, yea that new route
Make some money tryna flex on you
All these hoes say they love me too
On my own can’t depend on you
Innat vert tryna stunt on you

Yea, YSL countin cash, so long
All that hate yea it’s makin me strong
All these hoes yea they singing my song
Fuck 12 yea we don’t get along

Yea, huh, yea these niggas wan copy my style
Got ya luh hoe in the back, I promise yea that she just screaming like wow
Yea za in the back like, puffin that shit, smokin that loud
I’m with my gang, I swear to god that I’m makin em proud 

Paparazzi camera flashin like a shootout
I got some roxy in that if you wan cool out
Caught my opp at the show pull my tool out
Slut truck switch lanes, yea that new route
Make some money tryna flex on you
All these hoes say they love me too
On my own can’t depend on you
Innat vert tryna stunt on you

Yea, YSL countin cash, so long
All that hate yea it’s makin me strong
All these hoes yea they singing my song
Fuck 12 yea we don’t get along

#SL*t Truck <333

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Huh, maybach truck in the back like this, and I’m smokin that loud too
Got a bad bitch on her knees, I’m like hoe who you cryin to?
My twin way too high, I say that I’m fried too
Yea my gang stay swag, I say that I’m fly too
Pick 6 on that boy yea he way too lil
Like if there’s a will, imma kill, imma fuckin spill
Gave that boy my swag, all my style, like I’m uncle Phil
Like it’s 2014, with my gang, know we way too trill 
At the top, I’m just countin money, and I’m poppin still
Slatt, with my blood onnat block, and we slimey still
I’m on that block with my brothers, know we slide with steel
With my twin, with my slime, know she keep it real

Motto (feat. Lucy Bedroque)

Produced By: Me + M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Yea nigga want my recipe? Yea yea
Hoe, they want my swag for free? Yea yea yea
Hoe just wanna fuck on me? Yea yea
Hoe just wanna suck on me? Yea yea yea

Cool in the back like this, I pull that widebody 
Shawty got a BBL, widebody
I’m like girl, meet me there, you a hotty
They wan try me
Yea I’m with my twin, too slimey


Dani Verse: 
Hollup I got racks bitch 
X up onnat floor
I got money like a fat bitch
Yea I’m like leggo
Yea they think I sold my soul
Yea that bih wan suck my soul
Yea that boy they want my flow
Got some racks, I need some mo
Yea that bitch she was a hoe
Champagne shower on her toe
Put that bih in moncler coat
Got some racks, ya know it float
I can’t sink, I’m a boat 
Yea they swear that I’m the goat
Big ahh Draco that I tote
Yea it’s murder that she wrote
Woah

Yea Yea (feat. Kura)

Produced By: Me + Bbysizzun + Usr0
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Yea, I’m like girl what’s the hollup?
Huh, shawty so damn bad, Yea I might fold her
Yea, me and twin so rad, finna go up
Yea yo hoe so trash, I’m like yea she tore up
I feel like I’m Demi Lovato
The racks, yea I follow
Yea they be riding my wave
These niggas wan follow
That bitch on my dick like woah
She really wan swallow
Got these niggas sad
Huh, they finna go wallow

On a whole new wave, got the racks out
Yea that bitch so fine, got her ass out
Finna walk round that mall, yea I cash out
And her body so good, make me tap out 
Yea them hunnids, they makin me pass out
Me and twin innat whip finna ride out 
That be my slime, can’t back out
Furry luh hoe with her tail out

With a whole lotta ass like ya
With a whole lotta racks like ya
With a hole lotta stacks like ya
And her body so good, cannot pull out
Yea that perc in my gut make me chill out
Yea I up at a opp, pull my stick
Want smoke? My twin got that tool out
Ya

Yea, I’m like girl what’s the hollup?
Huh, shawty so damn bad, Yea I might fold her
Yea, me and twin so rad, finna go up
Yea yo hoe so trash, I’m like yea she tore up
I feel like I’m Demi Lovato
The racks, yea I follow
Yea they be riding my wave
These niggas wan follow
That bitch on my dick like woah
She really wan swallow
Got these niggas sad
Huh, they finna go wallow

Demi Lovato (feat. Chem Sin)

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Woah aye yessir
I just spent a hunnid on that bitch on FaceTime
I know shawty bad, fuck, shawty well you mine
I’m like pull yo racks out bae, I show mine
And my money green as the fuck like a lime
I can’t take some bullshit, throw racks yea her way
Yea I throw some money, throw X in my face
Like all these Niggas watching I swear they so gay
Like shawty on my body, in my head like all day
Got harajuku on my body yea it’s my day
I just took the whole 8th, yea I take it to the face 
Show me, won’t you show me (x8)

FaceTime (feat. Gunk & Angelus)

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
That bih she wanna try me
I’m off that x and molly
She lick my dick like lolli 
I took her brain like zombie
My opp, they tryna find me
Oh yea this perfect timin
Oh yea my gang been grindin
Oh yea luh shawty grindin
Got double D on top me
My twin he tote a tommy
We tryna catch a body
We tryna catch a homi
This shit ain’t free like Riley
Live double life like Miley
Yea yea

Fin take her to my world
Like yea girl, this yo world
Twin too drunk he finna hurl
Make her dance, I make her twirl
I’m the one, yea I don’t care
See that wall, I’m finna tear
Pickin daises out her hair
Kick that boy right outta here

Yea, you wanna talk bout money?
They love me, yea they love me
She think she cannot trust me
Put dick right in her tummy
These niggas think they funny
My ex say that she love me
I thought that shit was funny

Yea, woah, say yea I’m not the same 
Feel like a zombie boy we finna shoot right at yo brain
On my opp block, yea we finna go and make it rain
Way too high off that za flyin like a crane 
Woah, yea yea, get racks for that bad bitch
Like yea luh shawty you fine go get that shit
Oh yea luh shawty you fine go get that shit
Im way too rich, I just rock designer shit
Keep my chain tucked, these Niggas reachin
I can’t fuck with niggas they be leechin
Like baby im the one that you been seekin
Like im jugnino I been creepin
Woah that za just hit my brain now imma demon
Yo hoe she a thot she suck my seamen 
I just need that ass, shawty im fienin
Woah yea, huh yea im fienin

That bih she wanna try me
I’m off that x and molly
She lick my dick like lolli 
I took her brain like zombie
My opp, they tryna find me
Oh yea this perfect timin
Oh yea my gang been grindin
Oh yea luh shawty grindin
Got double D on top me
My twin he tote a tommy
We tryna catch a body
We tryna catch a homi
This shit ain’t free like Riley
Live double life like Miley
Yea yea

LOLLIPOP (Miley Cyrus)

HAVE IT ALL++

Produced By: Me & M8i
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:

Luh shawty a bad bitch woah
Got 21 hoes like a savage
Take a luh pic cus this ain’t lastin
Like yea wassup
My gang too up
I spend a bag right on that bitch if she wan fuck
I’m finna slide up onnat boy yea innat truck
Like bitch I’m high as fuck that roxy in my kup
Oh yea I’m sliding with that stick you might wan duck
I’m rockin all black fit like shadow
Like bitch I pop that perky
She on my dick like saddle
Off them drugs that you can’t handle
I shot right through his flannel
I rock it, heavy metal
He a snitch, he jus wan tattle
Yea luh bitch I’m way too up
I’m that big dog Nigga, yea you just a pup
Yea tattoo on my back like yakuza
Shawty way too fine I can’t lose her 
Yea yea

Take A Pic (feat. raccstarr)

PROD_VLR_DM_DZ_DS_DXD_SPH
MIXED_BY_CHEM_SIN

2025 WE ON YO HEAD

Lyrics:
I’m on the top of they head like a headhunter
Trap too loud innat bih can’t hear nun
Ride with them demons luh bitch i cant fear nun
Offa that perc and that xan can’t feel nun
Niggas wan diss on my gang,
we up on that block luh bitch we gon kill sum 
Uppin that stick and that Glock in that back
Luh bitch you really gon feel sum
Yea we gon drill sum
Up in Atlanta
Pourin that deuce, that wock in my Fanta
Call me luh Dani, I ain’t talk phantom 
Whole lotta hoes in my whip, imma have em
Yuh, 556 to his dome like fuck my opps I really can’t stand em

Huh, yea that Glock 17
Been innat trap since I was a teen
Ride with my blood like I’m on the team
I’m poppin that perc but I ain’t no fein 
Put like 20 damn shots innat head
Promise to god that I talk to that dead
Stitch in the loop, but I walk with that fye
Most of these niggas they livin a lie
I’m onnat za like way too high
And I promise to god imma touch that sky
I’m off that fye
Like look in my eye
Yea most of these niggas could die
Pretty luh bitch she way too fine
I’m sippin that wock this ain’t no wine

Said from the start imma headhunter
Been rich, can’t trip bout a damn hunnid
Yuh, swear to god that I’m smokin yo dead
All my Niggas do voodoo, they come from the south, shii we talk to dead
That molly fin go to my head
I’m fuckin yo hoe in my bed
Gen 5 tap that boy like duck, duck, goose
Yuh, all of my gang we tied, heard that yo gang it really be loose

I’m on the top of they head like a headhunter
Trap too loud innat bih can’t hear nun
Ride with them demons luh bitch i cant fear nun
Offa that perc and that xan can’t feel nun
Niggas wan diss on my gang,
we up on that block luh bitch we gon kill sum 
Uppin that stick and that Glock in that back
Luh bitch you really gon feel sum
Yea we gon drill sum
Up in Atlanta
Pourin that deuce, that wock in my Fanta
Call me luh Dani, I ain’t talk phantom 
Whole lotta hoes in my whip, imma have em
Yuh, 556 to his dome like fuck my opps I really can’t stand em

@DJCHEM_EXCLUSIV3 #NOLiES

Tracklist

1. h3artch3rades & dani kiyoko- pure soul on a snowy day 
Production: Dani Kiyoko, Bbysizzun, Vercettiprada
Melodies From: Dani, Bbysizzun, Vercettiprada
Drums: Dani Kiyoko

2. sydney runner & zayok- this christmas
Production: Dani Kiyoko, Vercettiprada, Frankie Bason
Melodies From: Dani Kiyoko & Vercettiprada
Guitar By: Frankie Bason
Drums: Dani kiyoko

3. yujin & dani kiyoko- what a lovely time to spend together
Production: Dani Kiyoko, Vercettiprada, Sedate
Melodies By: Dani Kiyoko & Vercettiprada
Guitar By: Sedate
Drums: Sedate & Dani Kiyoko

4. golden- the book of life
Production: Dani Kiyoko, Vercettiprada, Sterling Bidler
Melodies From: Dani Kiyoko & Vercettiprada
Guitar By: Sterling Bidler
Drums: Dani Kiyoko

A Lovely Christmas ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

IM COOL MAMA

PROD_VIVOKIDDIE_FLOWRENCY_ME

Music Vid: https://youtu.be/7gMdgZKK0Xk?si=t-lz1ng5ZZ8Uvwry

ROXY (Music Video In Desc.)

MOVIE (feat. Chem Sin)

MARNI (feat. Mental)

tracklist
1. perfect timin prod me n8 glory
2. blow prod me zayn
3. rein prod me m8i
4. metal prod me zayn m8i
5. small talk prod me glory nv
6. saint ft. sg prod me m8i
7. eyes on me (hardstyle) prod me m8i glory bbysizzun
8. doin today prod me (i forgot who else)
9. ok ok prod me m8i
10. get into it prod me zayn
11. chosen prod me zayn m8i
12. problems prod me m8i
13. btr (big time rush) prod me m8i
14. sim (green hearted) prod egobreak prettifun
15. killa prod me bbysizzun
16. bad habits prod byttt nv rook
17. saviour (MakeUp)++ prod me
18. pcp prod popstarkrazy
19. mileage prod popstarkrazy
20. kunt prod popstarkrazy
21. prada balenci prod keyomani
22. new denim prod me indikatooloud
23. pourin red feat. bloodybrat l9nidoll prod me
24. catch a body prod me

TETCHI VAULT 1

NONE OF THESE ARE FREE, ANYTHING UPLOADED WITH THESE WILL BE TAKEN DOWN!

MARCH 2025 BEAT SET W/ ERO + BBYSIZZUN + GLORY + NVY + MORE

Produced By: WSM

Mixed & Mastered By Me

Lyrics:
Shawty got the widebody so I’m towin
Hoppin on the beat, wait now I’m flowin
Izzy in the back know he snuck the pole in
Chem got the strap so u know he blowin
Hollow tips cut a nigga down like we mowin
Hella racks in my pocket, I ain’t owin 
Now I’m inna bitch head like a sew in
Do that bitch like a bone, imma leave her broken
Like the feds at the back, kno we kick the door in
Hoes tellin lies to my face but I’m knowin
Got a Glock 9 right here that I’m toatin
Hollow tip hit a nigga neck now he chokin

Yea I been the goat bitch I ain’t jokin
Yea I’m really rockin YSL, YSL 
Yea I’m really fly asl bitch, fly asl
Yea I’m countin allat green bitch I’m countin kale
S up on my chest like I’m Kell-El
With that glock 19 send em right to hell
Like I’m Tony Hawk luh bitch I’m onnat fuckin rail
Yea shout out Cettiworld kno we gon prevail
Yea now watch how we do it, I ain’t jokin
Issa whole lotta racks that I’m throwin
Got yo hoe up innat back, know she goin (x2)

Shawty got the widebody so I’m towin
Hoppin on the beat, wait now I’m flowin
Izzy in the back know he snuck the pole in
Chem got the strap so u know he blowin
Hollow tips cut a nigga down like we mowin
Hella racks in my pocket, I ain’t owin 
Now I’m inna bitch head like a sew in
Do that bitch like a bone, imma leave her broken
Like the feds at the back, kno we kick the door in
Hoes tellin lies to my face but I’m knowin
Got a Glock 9 right here that I’m toatin
Hollow tip hit a nigga neck now he chokin

(2oo9) MAKE IT GO 2 #Sutetchi

dolly + crunchy + zee + st47ic- nightstalkers [prod. dani kiyoko] (AMV IN DESCRIPTION)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLV2fUvBCSw

{{1006}} luci4- eyes up [prod. dani kiyoko] #VAMPPLUGG (ANIMATED MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC.)

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