swag list pt 3

Pain in my heart, it don’t matter 
Keep a weapon 
Bloodied up nose, like I’m sniffing Smith and Wesson 

Battle scars from foreign cars, I don’t care 
Victoria’s only secret would be her underwear 

Woah
Shawty keep fucking up on the 
Road

Shawty get blasted up off the 
Blow

I said I’m never lovin you 
Hoe 

I know


Hate me. But your best friend wanna date me. 
I’m an Asshole, but I been a dick lately

cautious bout my love, but not worried bout my safety

Pain in my heart, it don’t matter 
Keep a weapon 
Bloodied up nose, like I’m sniffing Smith and Wesson

Don’t Love Me 
U and I bitch, 
Don’t love me

Woah
Shawty keep fucking up on the 
Road

Shawty get blasted up off the 
Blow

I said I’m never lovin you 
Hoe

I know

Smith and Wesson

Smoke In The Room (Prod. King Theta)

revenge,
Vengeance,
Fuck boy you get the message,
don’t think you wanna test this,
I’m up on my transcendence,
Now stop,
Think,
Who the fuckin bestest,
I like it when they jealous, 
All the hate just feed my essence,
Fuck hoes,
Get money,
Bitchass hate ain’t nonthin only more funny,
Never let no motha fucka tell em that you owe em somethin,
T7 who the fuck said that,
Me motha fucka me who else got my back, 
You ain’t got it jack,
Shoutout my boy blckk,
Hit you make you yack,
Nuckle sandwich snack,
I go dumb on tracks,
You go dumb and lack,
Send em to his grave fuck that put body’s in the vat vat vat,
1234,
I’m comin for the underground I’m kicking in the door,
Best Stop the frontin you just run yo mouth you never with that war,
You can catch me in the city with the pedal to the floor,
Quit yo job to this shit,
Mob with me bitch,
Cash out buy a fit,
Don’t let em tell you what you is,
Or isn’t bitch,
This is how I live, 
I be on this shit and I ain’t ever gonna switch!

( Rumis verse unavailable atm)

UNDERLORD

FUCK HOES GET MONEY

FUCK HOES GET MONEY - FT. RÜMI!LAVIGNE (PROD. MVRCU)

Slow motion explosions like im motherfucking Michael Bay,
Throw away a cigarette it landing On yo fuckin face,
Bitch I cause destruction everywhere I step get out my way,
This chapel turn to ruble ima guess and say we not the same,
Visionary since a jit see the sights of my grenades,
Hope you think of me when you pickin up all of yo remains,
Suits and ties yeah we them guys let ak47 spray,
Bitch cause ima g I don’t needa say it anyway,
Who’s that young man eating pizza witcho motha fuckin bitch,
Who’s that young cat pullin up chain attached to his hip,
Me bitch fuck you thought,
Triple 7 like I’m playin slots,
Donuts in a fuckin parkin lot with my girlfriend in a droptop,
Spazzin out cause I don’t give a fuck adhd guess I forgot,
Hit a trickshot on a quad of bots cause I suck a cod suck my damn cock,
Ima lost dawg with my lost boys like Peter Pan eating captain crunch,
You a captain cappin ima needa napkin all you is Issa fuckin damn smudge,
Ugh ugh these rappers owe my fade,
Ugh ugh these rappers owe my fade,
Ugh ugh these rappers owe my fade,
Ugh ugh these rappers owe my fade,
Visionary since a jit see the sights of my grenades,
Hope you think of me when you pickin up all of yo remains,
Suits and ties yeah we them guys let ak47 spray,
Bitch cause ima g I don’t needa say it anyway,

VISIONARY

VISIONARY (PROD. SMOKY BEATS)

I put the d inside the underground,
It stand for dick watchu want I can spell it out,
U n d e r lord how does that sound now,
They want my ass to day some more well I’ll show em what ima bout,
From NorCal not south,
Where they run they mouth, 
Where they dress the same,
rap the same, 
All the same do it for the clout,
Love and hate to my town,
You’ve been rats out moused,
Ima the underdog to the game ballin out showin up all of the doubt,
Ha ha, 
Hope they see me now,
Ha yeah,
On my shit like wow,
Nah nah,
We ain’t g shit brah,
Nah yeah,
All you fakes act foul,
First off,
Just stop,
Got these pedos in the underground cuck,
Tryna fuck,
Get fucked,
You a cunt,
Wassup,
Like its Machel Jackson sex dungeon,
Drop the best tape in the fuckin underground,
While you date rape everybodys fuckin sound,
Im so motha fuckin done time to air it out,
They gon know my fuckin name aint no fuckin doubt BITCH!

lil bitch I’m rolling fronto,
Don’t smoke around me no swisher sweets,
Ima need that shit like pronto,
If it ain’t about money than it ain’t about me,
Kill the beat than I bury that shit 6 ft,
Lil bitch it’s freak da geek,
came from da grave I ain’t come from da streets,
Cooking up anyone who wants the beef,
Ryuuk got my back so I don’t ever need a friend bitch,
You the type to switch up what you said and make amends quick,
Looking so possessed like exorcist I make my head spin,  
Riding wit my brothers i don’t ever need protection,
This my confession,
You bitches will not get mention,
You temporarily flexin,
Better go and count all your blessings,
Rapping w no motive no message,
Lil bitch my pen is the leverage,
To find my way out the matrix,
Wit the words I’m not one to play wit,
Smoke thru the night cause I’m stressed bitch,
Pass it to the left,
Pass it to the left,
Cut thru to neck taking breaths bitch,
Feeling like I need a SOS bitch,
Smoke thru the night cause I’m stressed bitch,
Pass it to the left,
Pass it to the left,
Cut thru to neck taking breaths bitch,
Feeling like I need a SOS bitch,
SOS Bitch,
SOS Bitch,
Feelin like I need an SOS bitch,
SOS Bitch,
SOS Bitch,
Feelin like I need an SOS bitch!

SOS - FT. FREAK (PROD. GODZAY KATANA)

Goddamn your a motha fuckin asshole,
Goddamn ima boutta fuckin spaz bro,
All you snowflake Faggot pussys built like hasbro,
Talkin shit up on the net cause you think rap real,
This shit just another market to these fake hoes,
They could give a singe fuck of where the sound goes,
Always followin these trends never make more,
Then go braggin to they friends who are softmores,
Bitch you 30,
Still rap like zillakami,
You talkin all that ladi dadi, 
Get another hobby,
Ugh picture perfect,
Pretending you somebody,
You squackin that you caught a body,
But won’t hurt nobody,
Fucks up,
I put yo mouth to the curb bitch,
Fuck up,
I split yo jaw with the verbiage, 
Fucks up,
I skin yo body like some deerskin,
Fucks up,
All this shit you say irrelevant,
SoundCloud rappers sound like middle school bitches,
Yung flex had the vision bitch you better go listen,
I’m gon live by these words till I make it official,
I’m the underlord bitch i don’t needa judicial.

Time and time again, I tell these losers how we not the same,
Must’ve did too many xans, that shit not getting through they brains,
Tryna run up in the industry and blow it out the frame,
Still don’t take myself too seriously, but this shit not a game,
Tryna rid the fucking scene of all the fake shit,
How the fuck these pussies out here blowing up the rapists,
How the fuck you out here bumping rap, but you a racist?
Pogo in the pit until his fucking chest caved in,
None these niggas scare me, I won’t even act subtle,
Watch me pull up on that bitch and make him backpedal,
If you ain’t me or 7, boy don’t even act special,
And don’t even think bout calling this shit trap metal,
These faggots trash how flex out-spit they asses rapping for fun,
You big and bad but haven’t even heard the sound of a gun,
Game on our back, and rappers steady out here adding up tons,
I’ll light a blunt up in remembrance when your 15 is done!

SNOWFLAKE

SNOWFLAKE - FT. YUNG FLEX (PROD. GODZAY KATANA)

Bitch watch watchu talkin,
Im the reaper in this bitch death knockin,
Fuck anyone who want it,
The throne is mine all the rest get a coffin,
Underlord to em all,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
Fuck the world we gon ball,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
They been on that he say she say,
Talkin bout that young hot boi gettin paid,
Ive been with my legion putting rappers in they grave,
You been suckin penis hopin that you get a taste,
I make art,
You been fake,
Rubbin on my dick,
Tryna get a placement,
No chance to exclusive for these kids,
Runnin up my streaming check like BMG bitch,
Lotta bark for a bitch no bite,
All my dawgs got my back thats right,
Lotta ops on my list on sight,
Ima kill em with success outta spite,
Fuckboy ima take out yo lights,
Extermination is the only suffice,
You been on very thin ice,
Theres so much hate inside my mind on overdrive,
Ive been dealing with these npc's,
tryna get a nick tryna get a peace of me,
I cant handle all this animosity,
Im an anomaly cause my brain out to eat,
Iffu a fuckin bitchass hoe call me OJ,
Murder any pussy in my way rappers bitchmade,
If you know my name put respect on it that way,
Comin for they heads all I need is a pen and page,
Fuck,
Anyone who doubt me,
Anyone who lousy,
Speakin very loudly,
Comin at me bitch ima come back very proudly,
You gon come in last when im speedin through the county,
Bitch watch watchu talkin,
Im the reaper in this bitch death knockin,
Fuck anyone who want it,
The throne is mine all the rest get a coffin,
Underlord to em all,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
Fuck the world we gon ball,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
They been on that he say she say,
Talkin bout that young hot boi gettin paid,
Ive been with my legion putting rappers in they grave,
You been suckin penis hopin that you get a taste,
I make art,
You been fake,
Rubbin on my dick,
Tryna get a placement,
No chance to exclusive for these kids,
Runnin up my streaming check like BMG bitch,

OVER IT! (prod.siem spark x 1heyrick!)

DeeboTwoSevenOh!

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