The only thing that's hurt is my ego

feat: @donotresurrect

prod: @fidi-946222141 & @ghostabitch

lyrics:
[LD]
Ghost knock
Fuck around
You saying shit
But never really post up
beams on deck finna make em steady croak up

Oh fuck
Say he running game
But I ain't ever seen him roll up

Ain't acting like he sposedtuh

Vominos
head is feeling monotone

Back and fourth

Playing with these bitches like they dominoes

Head banging bitch
Sucking rhythm to the audio
Throw up in the dish
Take a hint that you gotta go

All this fucking hustle just for nothing
You should really stop and think

All this stressing over nothing
Just sit back and overthink

what is needed
Ima I do it I ain't ever gonna blink

We achieving this affluence while you only gonna sink

[Donot]

lead rain falling 
you a red stain barking like a great dane
you gon get your head caved, darlin
i got ten dames callin playing head games
pardon, i just make waves you can keep the head thanks, sorry 
keep a mag in my bag aight, he at the red light 
stack on the dash like, he mad my bread right 
keep on fuckin talkin my niggas’ll turn to stalkers you a target turn a damn bright day to a dead night 
out of patience and you know i been waiting 
the sight of blood it’s amazing
she doctor and i’m the patient 
it’s a operation 
thought of it haunts a nation 
watch the bullet hit his neck then i go home to plot vacation

APPARITION W/ DO NOT RESURRECT [PROD. FIDI & GHOSTA]

It is just how it is.
feat: @xatashi

prod: @sweatshirty & @frxsttt

BULLPUP W/ XATASHI [PROD. SWEATSHIRTY & FROSTTT]

It's always gonna something.
with: @lvstforpain

SNUB NOSE W/ LVST [PROD. ILYAH]

Mishap.

With @drear26
Lyrics:

[LD]
Snakes in the grass bitch maneuver in a flat plane
Finna hover past it
Clipping out the pathway 
Never been a better time 
To pull aside and strategies 
Effect is looking butterfly 
& I forget to have faith 

All I hear is rattle 
It's like you bit the apple 
Nothing here but babble 
I'm stuck Up in these shackles 

I would solve this shit but it just feel like such a hassle 
All up on my dick, but you ain't hear the end it's chapel 


Long gun 
Homie get to praying now his balls tucked 
Concubined to life so I might fuck around & boss up 

Name a fucking price, if it's right, then the jobs done 
Looking for the spice, looking right Where we spawn from 

Piss take 
Finger on the trigger
Looking statue 
In a brisk state 
Jumping off the bridge or should I 
Wait until the mist break 
Stuck inside a conscious that's just full of fucking Mistakes 
Only thing that matters now is if I fucking get paid

[Drear]
The Snake's In The Grass 
Got Me Down Low 
I Been Fucking With
Way More Than I Can Handle
Yeah, I Been Rolling Dice
But I Don't Gamble
I'm Fucking Losing Sleep & I Been Talking To The Shadow's

GLASS PANES W/ DREAR [PROD. ARZMADD]

Reuploaded because it got false struck & I resolved it so yea.

Lyrics: 
Now what you want hoe? Snub nose All up in a fucks home 
Heavy off the drinks and I still pull up with a buzz tho 
45 is ringing and this shit is getting blood soaked 
Bitch I pray my problems never catch up who the fuck knows 

Demolition mental when I walk up in your place but 
Never been a problem if you want it gotta say som 
Spot em than I got em call it rainbow finna ace up 
Down inside the bottom you belonging Where your placed up 

What you crying for? 
Not sure what you try to force 
I be on that demon shit
As if it's something like a sport 
Fuck around and plea the fith 
I'm never gonna write reports 
Feeling something deep within these bitches wanna bite some more 

Bite me, I be pulling serpents off the grass They moving slightly 
Homie wanna feature now that tax is looking pricey 
You ain't gonna make it chance is narrow like a bike seat 
Bitches wanna compare me so compare me to a crime spree

BITE BACK [PROD NETUH]

Slow Deterioration.

With: @navvvi
Prod @fidi-946222141 & @shneaky-productions

[LD]
Too legit
Mess around and fucking pull the clip
I ain't been a better man but bitter how this fool'l get
All you pussies been a fan the way u talking full of shit
You laying down the line we finna cross w all our toolies gripped

Grippin On My tool aye
Sippin on that Kool aid
Jimming on your Jones
We got the chrome
We finna pull aye

All you rlly think about is diving in the pussy
I notice how they moving & I'm realizing whose fake

[nA]
navvi such a sidekick like he bic flame
living thru a culture like white kids and anime
full pain, against grain, that fucking faggot full gay
carry more beef than joe budden & charlemagne
she ran outa breath and she still suckin. why mang?
talk shit, be like pete davidson's dad... on a plane.
see if i give a fuck about artist's and their one lane
great dane, you can catch ME WITH A FKN BLOOD STAIN

[Ld]
Pissy wit it
Sissy bitches
Get your fucking
Body snatched

Shapes and sizes
Phasing out the
Matrix
On a godly path

Pity on you
Fucking
Flick you
Out
The fucking
Body bag

Pinching for your
Pennies
You petty
And then
The drugs attached

Run w the gang the makers we marking
Yall fucking miss we laser the target
Bitch wanna sit the Clique go the hardest
Fuck on that bitch She thrown in the garbage

[LD & nA]
Nothing on my mind
Fuck it I'll just grind
Wasted all the time
Fuck these jaws of life
[LD]
Pull out faits that's been done to me
fuck
All this pain and damn suffering
I can't explain what's been underneath
My mind explode I hope for relief

[nA]

you will pay right now
you will pay right now
grave.
grave.

HORSE PILLS W/ NAVVVI [PROD. FIDI & SHNEAKY]

A little som 
feat: @alastxrr and @areizaga
art by: @agxnni

FACELESS W/ ALASTXRR & CITRATE [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

trifling.
with: @xatashi

Lyrics: 

[LD]
Shorty throw it back she wanna give me what the fuck I need
fumble all your bags while I been watching from the mezzanine 
hit me for the feature then he best prepare to pay the fee
told that boy to watch his tone be careful what he say to me

on my own 
I ain't need nobody only need the dough 
out of smoke
if he want it ima drill him to the floor
I be fucking with the winter keep that stick up in the coat
shorty hit me up she want my fucking dick up in her throat

bitch treat me like I'm water in a wasteland
boy wanna front put a bullet through his ray-ban's 
serpents in the grass I ain't ever wanna shake hands 
looking for the facts but you never gonna face it

[XATTERY]
Fuck her like a fleshlite
Use that bitch her neck tight
Take a shot you take two to the dome tell him rest tight
Bitches want my dick right, Blacked out on a cold night
I might fuck that bitch if my bitch dont fucking act right
Wait woah swervin in the wraith bitch i cant sit still
Mind be getting fuzzy every time i think of her still
I need a Minute i need a break from this shit
These hoes be getting fucking petty
I cant trust no fucking bitch

MEZZANINE W/ XATASHI [PROD. TRULIFE]

What is it exactly? 

Lyrics:
couple steps forward watch u fuck around and back track 
couple steps back you ain't ever getting past that 
too high  now you losing like it's black jack 
stuck inside the past you ain't moving and it's fact facts 




pussy boy really wanna test that 
ar15 with a scope and its matte black 

get your fucking Body and your head snatched 
never in control now life feeling like a jetlag 


I can make a problem dissappear if it get spoke about
all these fucking dummies with their problems & their open mouths
never speaking much the only way I'm fucking moving out 
these pussies lose the goal & they ain't ever gonna get it now



now it's time to pay the fucking price 
you been a parasite 
you fall apart from in the seems you'll never seem to get it right 
surrounded by that ego 
caught up you ain't get a chance at life 
& you  ain't seem to notice yet  but pussy ima let it die

caged in this existence hearing wishes from a liars tongue 
what they really know about the itching till the morning come?
what they really know about the dirt that they aint ever done?
speak on shit in shelter and they pussy when the devil rung

JET LAGGED [PROD. TRULIFE]

Yea. 

Lyrics:
Walk up wit the mask and I don't think they even notice me
Shorty wanna please Her pussy open like a lotus leaf
Walk in like I own it in a place I'm not supposed to be
He Run up and he get done up brody wanna find out what I Tote with me

Its like Damn lord
Grinding like a cam whore
He ain't got the product cuz he coming with his bands short
Shorty slinging neck I keep that tool up on the dashboard
He ain't know bout action finna give that boy a crash course

Drugged out bloodbath
Pull out and I bust back
Nothing but a rifle and some cash to leave a blood splat
Heavy with the dosage off them doses leave em slumped back
Been a couple tweakers try finessing where the funds at?

Where the funds at hoe? Bitch.
Empty outta whole clip
Catch em out in public and that pussy getting toasted
He jus wanna play and I ain't deal with this bullshit
Rather take a chance and fucking run up get into it

Better watch out or your body go missing
If he wanna start it then we gonna finish
We up on his block and we storming the kitchen
That bitch on my line so I fuck and forget it

Blick in my grip and I'm making it rupture
I swear that life has been losing its luster
Fuck on that bitch and she singing like usher
Robbing his shit yea that boy is a sucker

LOTUS LEAF [PROD. DUMBCHILD]

My annual club track.

With: @xatashi
prod: @tearssfromwho

Stream

SMACK THAT W/ XATASHI [PROD. TEARSFROMWHO] *OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS*

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

WHITE GOLD [PROD. TRULIFE]

Flexing the old pipes. 
with @mugetsu117

lyrics: 
[LD]
Say your sorry, you feel immoral
The Days ongoing I feel immortal
The shell incasing, there's no tomorrow
These bones are breaking, the mortal coil

[Mugxtsu]
Design to failure, created by liars
Using you own blood and bones
Pray around them, give them your wealth
Stop crying, start walking
This time I will lose my faith
Leep into the darkest realm
Follow me

[LD]
Hop out the ride Hop out the space ship
He down to die Bitch Send the location
556 leave his skull cap vacant
Help you be yourself bitch medication

been too many years where you been feeling like your frozen
thinking for yourself? Nah your path already chosen
Staying so still they ain't ever make a motion
You ain't shit you get no emotion

DESIGNED FOR FAILURE W/ MUGXTSU [PROD. SAINTBYLETH]

Something.
With @kill_dyll
Prod @akvri & @estheticgloom

FOUR DOOR W/ KILL DYLL [PROD. AKVRI & ESTHETIC GLOOM]

WORST WAY [PROD. DUMBCHILD]

HISSING SEQUENCE  [PROD. DUMBCHILD]

Suit Yourself 

with: @bruhmanegoddd
Prod: @stvrfire

SELLOUT W/ BRUHMANEGOD [PROD. STVRFIRE]

WHEN THE WIND BLOWS (feat. whxami) [Prod. prxz]

FLESH WOUND [PROD. SKAMI]

RED OCTOBER [PROD. HADES]

This is from a lofi project I was working on a while ago, I scrapped the album but kinda liked this track so here you go.

WRONG TURN [PROD. XANAJI] [VINTAGE]

@depthstrida 
@kirawthesavior

art by @savetylerr

[LORD DISTORTION]
She a dirty bitch I gotta wear a hazmat 
Suit tie, shoot dice, headed for the mouse trap 
Hold weapons that'll turn him to an outcast 
Thunder like noise have them looking for a downcast

On god, they be begging me please
Methenfetamine freaks 
Got a level in need 
They be echoing plees 
Making demos that reek
Of poor raps and whack shit 
Its better they cease

Splicity splat
Its official its trash 
I be nimble 
When Flexing
Its 
Simple as that

digital rants
Now riddle me that 
Your claiming 
So crimin(al)
But your livin so whack

We gon make the floor crack 
Kicking in your door man 
Gotta couple dollars 
But I'm tryna grab for more bands

Your bitch might need a collar 
Hollows 
Swallow up his whole joint 
Rotting at the bottom of the shallows at the coast point

Heavy artillery 
Let it off willingly 
Heavy dose filling me 
Already close to sinking deep

You chose no path 
Going slow so fast 
I know no cool 
On your no show ass

[DEPTH STRIDA]
bitch i am the devil got that dirty in my vessel
bitch im on another level people call me kind of special
try to pull up get fucked up spraying down drop top
might getting locked up enough of bad luck

i dare you run op on me
please cant you fucking see
gang always behind me
we got the fucking key

people wanna test us
gotta lot of teslas
mercenaries next up
you shit got me cracked up

you wanna be something
let me tell you one thing
reverse flow i pong ping
your bitch want my long ding

chinese bitch like p-ling
your ass need a peeling
fog stacked to the ceiling 
strida need no briefing

i said fuck your bitch i said fuck your rules
ay my lyrics ass but my flow still rules
on that cuphead shit on that shoot a school
ay my civic crashed but i got that too

SHOOTING DICE w/ DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. KIRAW]

Things just gotta be this way

FEAT: @mugetsu117
PRODUCED: @vermin666

Gorrister Complex drop 2

[LORD]
Rabbit out the hat
Now your out of all your best tricks
plastic in a wrap gotem looking for the exit
Out of line, totem pole, your bottom since the crack of time
Cacaphonic noises leave your mouth and leave us slapped inside

He be talking all that muck, let it bark back
I dont ever give a fuck, from a hard track
I just wanna make my bucks, that's the target
Bitch you ain't ever been the one, your the garbage


And Lifes been a dream
No time to be me
Got Automatic ice packs
Lying in the sheets

Got Baggies wit the scripts
Throw a Shadow at your feet
Bitch im Bagging up the zips
And Have it raining on your feet


Pulling a trigger a dying
Bitch I've been feeling defiant
Lodging a round in the spine And
Causing a movement subsided

All of my boys making noise need a scope
Look at your crew and we reach thru the smoke
Touch up that vest with the shrapnel to boast
Capping and bragging, we run up the coast

[MUGXTSU]

I don't wanna be alone.
I can say i'm frosted to the bones.
Nevermind what said along.
I can't breath while myself atone.

We, are, born with our life tied.
They, are, crawling like insects.
We, just, want some freedom
I will take it back.

I live in a discusting world,
that I truly fucking hate.
Grab out of here, I can't start again.

Still when I think about my life,
I only feel the pain, crawling inside my head.

We, are, born with our life tied.
They, are, crawling like insects.
We, just, want some freedom
I will take it back.

I will take it back, oh please give it give it back.
I don't wanna hate you more, I don't wanna end now.

INSECTOIDS II w/ MUGXTSU [PROD. VERMIN]

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

You can use your hands for a lot of things.
@navvvi
@sweatshirty
@systemsmusic

Lyrics:

[Lord D]
AR CLICK
THATS NO ISH
Ill HIT THAT BITCH WITH A BASEBALL BAT
FUCK FADE IN THE BLACK
DULLLED THOUGHS IN MY BACK
No linking ONLY TALK TILL MY BRAIN FALL FLAT

He wan talk so he right here facts
He get launched to light years fast
We gon leave his front teeth gashed
Gotta heater in the trunk if he try thee dash

Bitch I want that money on the table
But you only disappointing always acting like you fable
Malenuxing while we poly-moving
Pot of gol, we mobing to it
Cock and load that Glocky
Drinks is bottomless I'm always off it

Plaster cast pussy
tax em like bookie
Fuck a fee I'll never pay it
Dodging half of my cookies

Fratanize, homie till I'm gratified Goodie
Fucking suck it like a drain until I'm splashing my goodies

Uhhhhh,you fucking rookies

Nah I never should've listened
Steady losing my ambition
Never bothered with conditions

Ahhh yuck
Little prick you make me livid
I cant live in these conditions
Take your toll and then I spend it

[nA]
yah yah
flame my company in ya moderation
by the station
ya attitude just need a placement
i dont know how to say but when we show up blazin
space coast, south coast, no roast apart a nation

fight now, quick fast, dont last now
all dunce till the pulse makes no sound
your designer rockin human in a distance brittle form
you playgerize a trait that everybody sense inside your norms

workin off sega
i dont want danger
livin off flanger
i know my name, uh
goin insane, uh
rockin ya colors in grain
tell me that burnin every bridge now
when all they want is love from ya hanger

penicillin in my stream i need just for focusing
the acid in my bones keep folding, eyesight grabbing hold of me
my brain is reached a peak im handing trauma out for borrowin
im elder to my scrolling, think i might be part of morrowind

HANDS FOR GRABBING w/ NAVVVI [PROD. SWEATSHIRTY & $YSTEMS]

Are we having fun yet?
Produced by: @obssscure
Lyrics:
I Handle suppressors that man gonna enter
He slip out the cut put that Hand in the blender
We Gonna pop out we demanding an answer
To nothing compliance becoming my standard

Lil ways
I got all these shits to make
Bitch I fuck around she giving top while on the interstate
I'm about to eat from all the items on your dinner plate
Now I'm feeling hungry mother fucker gonna slip away

Now I got bugs
Now I got slugs
He was just talking but now he be done
I dont need love
I dont need drugs
I just need homie to shut the fuck up

Like why is he speaking hes spoken enough
Boy get a beating like he be a drum
Broke the machine and we taking the sum
Like What is he pulling we put on the gloves

We gon dump his weight off
Make the rounds and break off
Put the pressure on a leech
And we cut the snake off

Dont get caught in the cross hairs uhh
pull up bitch and it's all air uhh
So much grind that it's not fair uhh
Up on your house and we stop there uhh

Say that your homies all brought they guns
Dont see shit
Cept your all scared fuck
Bitch wanna see you prepared for none
No witness gonna tell no one

SUPPRESSOR [PROD. OBSCURE]

Did something happen?
Featuring @xbruxismx
Produced by @istasha
art by @c3of

[BRUXISM]
Nothing left to save you from wrath of all your Karma

Drill inside your head injecting poison like I'm dhalmer

You so fucking stupid that you make me wanna vomit

Call it what you wanna call it that's a promise

No !

I've had enough!

Fuck!

I just wanna see you fucking rot

Ahh

No!

I've had enough!

Fuck you

Don't talk to me don't trust you

Fuck you

I could really do without it promise

Will you just do me a solid

And think about it just honestly

Why the fuck are you constantly

So obsessed with apologies

Why you wanna be wannabes

Wanna another commodity

Just to feed your economy

Bitch I'm sick of it

All your little rules and your polices

From the dirt you came

to the dirt you go

Get down motherfucker down it's about to blow

[LORD DISTORTION]

got my Face down
In a pile of the mufukin gears
Put your key board down, and the virus in the sphere
Artificial ain't no vitamins and minerals
That Big shot on him in the vitals and its critical

Dirt cogging
Bitch i Put computers
On the earth's sockets
Curb stomping
Industry
Them analytics skyrocket
Eyes on the pipe
Crack synthesized
To cybotics
Stem cells
Screeching
For the pleasures hold the mind hostage

got tracks around the scene but they can never get a placement ever been a thing sowe gon bring it to the basics
Grinding on my teeth until my jaw becoming vacant
Take away his image and he feeling very naked

Dirty slimy piece of all the garbage and the sewer
Cucka build up cock it back and hit the longest for the viewer
Users flocking to the surface. Put the croc up in the cooter
Shoulda coulda woulda boy we scoffing at the loser

Get down in the dirt bitch face your time
You gotta drown in your thirst to find your way to the light
Hopping out of this earth, to find his way to the light

You have no one
Bitch you having nothing
Please dont you show up
Get from out the cut g
Please fuck your tone up
You ain't ever pleasing
Me, make him throw up
Punt him out the fucking scene

RUST BUCKET W/ BRUXISM [PROD. ISTASHA]

Waiting in a situation is sometimes the best option.
prod. @zeer0xx

Lyrics:
Take away the message that you pussies gonna wanna here
Got me feeling weak that extra credit don't mean nothing here
Reaching for that cannon
After downing me a couple beers
Resolve his fucking issue if he talking we ain't wanna hear

These Spoiled brats
Lurking in my feed
To fucking steal my bag
Really sad
Make yourself a target
Just to take it back

Really trash
Huffin on tha glue from out the paper bag
Face is trashed
Brain up in the freezer like he paid the lab

Cryo ass
Ice inside his head and not his face or hand
Faking flash
see that shit is deeper than he make it act

Okay yeah

Push up
Hit like a school bus
Fuck with my set
We get fresh
Like a new cut

If he wanna bet
we gon clip
like a coupon

New fucking flow
we ain't worried bout a used one

Breaking up the path ain't been feeling shit since last time
Flesh is feeling flaky I can peel it from my back right
Lots of fucking evidence they turning on the black light
Lacking in the cut he getting put inside a bag, tight

OKAY YEAH [PROD. ZEEROXX]

A hand full of....
Prod: @akvri

lyrics:

Pop out steel pipe poke him in his fucking face
I become a staple got that AR just to up the taste 
Might  just take the bait are on the radar  Wit another case  
Finding where he stay we on our way he gonna run away 

Pipe up 
Pussy keep a 9 tucked

Earn my fucking stripes

Finna hit em with the right fuck 

Hit em till he die 

We ain't talking bout a fight club 

Fuck Around and  find 

What a little bit of pride does 



Fists up 
Fuck around we got a 
Victim 
Get cut 
Bitch you surrounded with the symptoms 

Get stuck 
Up 
now he found out what a wish does 

Pissed up, fuck 

finna bounce and fucking kick dust.    



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