Really nice guitar. I like the chill vibes

Very addictiv track, I can feel it , keep it up💥💥💥💥

fw this, the beat and the flow is different

So dope, and very catchy! Melodic for sure!!

Run it up, run it up
Run me them pockets
You been a real bad dude so I'm holding you hostage
I'm in a real bad mood that you need to acknowledge
I think it's funny ain't nobody wanna stick around and listen to the raps
Now they finna listen when I reach into the backpack
Pull the mac out
Finna spaz out
Boutta pull a Eminem
Need the fat stacks
In the backpack
Need a bad bitch
With some good cat yeah
Good little kitty kitty
Got them fat titties
All my life I been running through the damn city
People tryna tell me how to handle my personal feelings
I ain't goin yo
Nope not goin hoe
Fan base growing tho
I ain't coming home
Drugs straight to the dome
No syrup in the foam
Stack the cash
I want it fast
I need my mask
To beat yo ass
Yeah we finna run it up, run it up

Woah
Never gon stop
Only thing I understand is climbing to the top
I'm tryna be a prodigy
And make my family proud of me
I got to conquer poverty
And maybe buy me a couple of properties
No
Can't hang with the rats
Sleeping upside down like a damn bat
Gotta watch all the angles for the traps
Feelin like sand man gotta stay intact
Finna eat the beat I'm pack man
Beat the pussy up I'm tarzan
Doin what I want cause I can
Pulling up in the corvette damn
Fuckin off and having my baddie gimme a lap dance
Doin one hell of a job she earn 5 bands
Energy be bouncing all over the walls like vans
I could never give you the advantage under any circumstance
People always change
So I gotta change my ways
I can't be no fuckin lame
It's time to turn to supersayin
One punch that motha fucka
Stole his girl man she switched lovers
She tryna fuck under covers
Bad thing she wants it w no damn rubber
Hahaha, I did that

Run it up, run it up
Run me them pockets
You been a real bad dude so I'm holding you hostage
I'm in a real bad mood that you need to acknowledge
I think it's funny ain't nobody wanna stick around and listen to the raps
Now they finna listen when I reach into the backpack
Pull the mac out
Finna spaz out
Boutta pull a Eminem
Need the fat stacks
In the backpack
Need a bad bitch
With some good cat yeah
Good little kitty kitty
Got them fat titties
All my life I been running through the damn city
People tryna tell me how to handle my personal feelings
I ain't goin yo
Nope not goin hoe
Fan base growing tho
I ain't coming home
Drugs straight to the dome
No syrup in the foam
Stack the cash
I want it fast
I need my mask
To beat yo ass
Yeah we finna run it up, run it up

Run It Up

Sun is shining. So is this song. 
Fenjamin and Viby created this project last summer. 
Enjoy "Bombay&Sprite" and spring 🌷

Thanks for all the support and amazings opportunities we gotten so far is awesome.💎

If you want to work on this instrumental let us know in the comments!

Bombay&Sprite Prod.by Fenjamin Branklin

Written By: Michael Conover

Tight grip on the pole 
Bitch lock your door 
Hearts froze, yes this is cold 
Too much to boast, yes I was chose 
Thinking your slick, but I got a tight grip
Taking lift off in my spaceship 
This a drop top 
This some guwop 
Fire up a j, then get some top 

Say you cold, but you ain’t my bro 
I’m your man, coulda’ told you so 
Baby, its burning in my soul
Let’s make a movie, I’m the shark 
Eat you till’ it’s done, ima make you cum (yeah)
Other boys you a buster, he’s about to run 
Hold up, let me show you some 
What?

Blunt filled right, yeah she’s a fatty 
Turn this hot sauce to a krabby patty 
Work I always get the job done
Make it work, yeah this well son
Rag to riches, yeah let’s go hun
Days on days of this, how did you know?
Never drop the ball you was to slow
Eighty six, I always hit
End of this, I’m still the pimp 
Drop down to you knees, hit the whip 
What?
Sheesh

Monday comes around all y’all blue
None of y’all could do what I do (never)
Drop a bomb your life is nothing new
Kay is the lady I’m cuffing
Still got the joker in the deck, yeah you bluffin
More kids on the way, it’s hustling 
Hitting this yeah I’m still puffin’ (pew, pew)

Drag me on the ground, I’m back with a whole new sound 
Mic check for all you hoes 
Ten toes down, I’m never letting go 
One good time, I always put on a show
Yeah, yeah 

Tight grip on the pole 
Bitch lock your door 
Hearts froze, yes this is cold 
Too much to boast, yes I was chose 
Thinking your slick, but I got a tight grip
Sheesh

Hold up, let me show you some
Other boys you a buster, he’s about to run
Eat you till’ it’s done, ima make you cum 
Let’s make a movie, I’m the shark 
Baby, this burning in my soul
I’m your man, coulda’ told you so
Say you cold, but you ain’t my bro 

Huh
Yeah
SESH

Getaway Car (Prod. Ricky Conover & Skaleaton)

Sonic Dreams

Need You Now (feat. wetgropes)

I DON'T WANNA KNOW

beat by sneezii
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by owen plural

lyrics: hook

they say that i'm dripped out
and i flexed out on my ex one
you want me to love you
but i told you that i'm so done
you only want my cash, why?
our love wasn't real like it was sci-fi

they say that i'm dripped out
and i flexed out on my ex one
you want me to love you
but i told you that i'm so done
you only want my cash, why?
our love wasn't real like it was sci-fi

verse

fire in the room, i'm finding my doom
what can i do? i hop in the coupe
hitting the gas, speed away from my past
just got a flat, now the devil run laps

trapped in your hands, i'm freaking out
just like the rain, i'm falling down
deep in my mind, there's no way out
demons tell me to die, it gets too loud

pre hook

oh, oh oh
devil standing right there
oh, oh oh
he keeps my heart in his lair
oh, oh oh
the fumes are filling the air
oh, oh oh
you killed me in my nightmare

hook 

they say that i'm dripped out
and i flexed out on my ex one
you want me to love you
but i told you that i'm so done
you only want my cash, why?
our love wasn't real like it was sci-fi

they say that i'm dripped out
and i flexed out on my ex one
you want me to love you
but i told you that i'm so done
you only want my cash, why?
our love wasn't real like it was sci-fi

sci-fi (prod. sneezii)

Ocean Drive

Ocean Drive / The Party ( With. Pryd & Skunk )

RUINS

Gone But Not Forgotten

FEAR OF GOD! (feat. M!chael J)

BAD NEWS (PROD. BRANDON FROM ADDISON)

Double-F the King is determined to reconstruct the way the world views the whole trap and mainstream hip hop industry as filled with dumbed-down lyrics and concepts, by passing meaningful messages, without compromising the sonic appeal of his music. 

Need You Now (feat. wetgropes)

Double-F the King

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