If you actually got a song with Lil darkie thatd be fire, or if you got into Spidergang thatd be even cooler keep pushing you seem like you got a bright future

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$WAG


hook 


there ain’t no one like me,
ain’t no one got my mind,
Sticking to the script cant go switching up the lines,
Got yo bitch comin thru,
finna break her spine,
Ima pretty motherfucker shorty call me Calvin Klein,

Lean with it rock,
swaggin when I walk,
pro pot puffer pill popper on and off,
never off the clock cause the gram stay on the clock,
I don’t need no Grammy I can make the panties drop,

bitch made that boy bitch made he a blood sucka,
put him on the news bet he feel like Tom tucker,
hand on that bitch moth shorty say she wanna smother,
boy you ain’t no big stunta, shut yo dick sucker,


Verse


if that bitch wanna slide tell that hoe my crib the monkey joes, 
bouncing up and down make that bitch look like she jumping rope,
yes I am a flunkie not no junkie just a punk at soul, 
Snortin lines of shit that I don’t know I got a bloody nose,

fucked up fucked up fucked up,
Who the fuck walkin round talkin like they tough,
if yo bitch a dime then my bitch a hundred bucks,
I ain’t come to chill bitch I came to get the succ,


hook 



YY RELOAD 


hook 


switch it up I hit that yy reload,
Run it up now I need the dinero,
maybe I fucked on yo bitch,
yung mekel the new Ben Shapiro,

blowin up just like soda and mentos,
Don’t got one pistol I’m goin akimbo,
yo bitch got bodies like bohemian temple,
Fucked up when I’m whippin the rental,

Self made I’m a superstar,
In yo bitch pussy more than you are,
popping out the blue like a nude cop,
perfect aim when I shoot shots,

countin money I don’t share it with her,
blowin gas ima air bender,
Pussy boy soft as a care bear,
I seen ya at the welfare center,


Verse


dudely dudely duh that pussy boy talkin we rip thru his cut, hey,
55 rounds in this drum that’s gonna be 55 rounds in yo slut, hey,

I fucked that bitch In the ass, hey,
there wasn’t a test that I passed, hey, 
pull up I’m pressing the gas,
mofuckas talk but ain’t flexin no cash, hey,

yea I’m stickin needles not no junkie I do voodoo, 
yung mekel a demigod on god you should call me yung cuthulu, 
And I’m on yo shawty list I bet it’s a to-do,
You is a bitch go start a YouTube,
I put his face on a sweater remind me of fubu,
talkin that shit you get hit with a two two, uhh,


hook





@wtfm3k3l

$WAG//YY RELOAD (PROD. @TRACYZOMIE & @CRVLLLY)

you can sleep when you're dead (slayer)

stone deluxe - you can sleep when you're dead (slayer) (prod. louie marciano beatz era)

human evil (prod. SHABAFABLYA)

Eastwood - Self Made Mix

wednesday in a parking lot w/ fl.vco ++prod.wendigo

lyrics:

Ain’t no options 
He steady barking 
I️ start a problem 
And off him 
Nail in the coffin 
He see I️t often 

A goo bomber 
Sail serpent jones locker 
Wit the tint on I️t 
Drug junkie lost promise 

I️t ain’t obvious 

I️ get down wit the bitch of the sloppiest 
Get I️t now move out my way or he bodyless 

Trench wet I️ turn into the poppiest 
Shank him left dead on the floor

POPPY (prod.dnfjay)

@crmsyn

i jus feel like novocaine
i feel like hank hill with the propane
propane and propane accessories 
no name next to me
nose ain't cocaine festering
i don't wanna play with that i don't like bleedin
i do what a bitch do 
i'm in the function
and i think i pulled up for no reason
no i ain't miss you
i got all the drugs
i got all the guns
and i flip it to the kids
they pop out
blowin tops down
like it's top down
Re-Loaded (1996)
i ain't even play that shit
i needed a reference
i need a reverend
and they expect me
to say what i say what i do with some reverence
i need a weapon
king of the punch in
back again back again
my ass bent distractin men
what's happenin what's hannin friend
my track jus did what magic can't
no it ain't funny
it's really fuckin serious
it's really really really serious
everybody bow down to me
i am a god amongst men
i am the greatest rapper in recorded history
as you could probably tell when i'm bored it gets to me

oh i should start rappin again?

nerd ass puss ass bitch boy
bitin on the curb concerned like shit boy
wet em like a sturgeon have him sleepin with the fish boy
guess i just don't get it like y'all do
i don't wanna yell and i won't say shit bout it
i'm tryna be a popstar
sell my soul sell my dick
yea i can live without it
i been bout it
i care that much that i'll kill bout it
he starin cause he hungry 
that's why they all actin funny
he ran out of all his money

i got a white bread glick
chomp it down one bite like sonic
guess he just don't like my sonnets
if that shit sound fye i'm on it

be stoopid (prod. CRMSYN)

MIXED BY EVIL JESUS

CHRIST DILLINGER:

I wrote this song on the Fourth of July 
I’m Not even gonna lie I was more than a lil high 
Thinkin bout shit that I wish I woulda did 
Places I shoulda went. Hoes I shuda hit 
Pull up to the party  pay 20 to walk in 
In Twenty minutes  ill be walkin through them doors again 
aint tryna meet new friends That  turn into loose ends once the bottle is finished and there ain’t no money to spend 
I hate Small talk so why I let ya run ya mouth 
These the Boosie Prada shoes cause I barely pull em out 
Now the music too loud so to talk we gotta shout 
I been forgot what the fuck we was talking about 
Who else go out and then just wanna go home
Its not that I don’t like you I just wanna be alone
So excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed 
Sincerely yours another anti social pessimist 

It’s not that I don’t like you, I’d just rather be by myself 
And if I had to, I’d rather be with you than anyone else 
A lot of us just exist today and don’t know about existing tomorrow 
I would lend you my time today but I’m all out of time to borrow 

I don’t like shit so I don’t go outside 
Cut off my dick so you niggas can’t dick ride 
These mothafuckas don’t even care about themselves
So how they fuck they gonna care about someone else 

Tell me what y’all got here that i ain’t got
 home  In that small sanctuary that I call my own
I Do my dreaming and my scheming
As I Lie awake and pray
I Do my crying and my sighing
As I Laugh at yesterday
You might say I’m missin out 
I give a fuck about  what you say 
never belonged here anyway
Because I am my tomorrow just like I am my today 
And if a nigga ask me why well all I gotta say

It’s not that I don’t like you, I’d just rather be by myself 
And if I had to, I’d rather be with you than anyone else 
A lot of us just exist today with no plan of existing tomorrow 
I’d lend you some of my time today but I’m afraid I’m out of time to borrow

PANIX (feat. Bruhmanegod) (prod. Mathiastyner)

Hudskis (@hudskis)

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