lyric

Freak bitch
Imma fuck that
U cannot step to me when I be with my Rug rats
Loading up my pistol bitch u know I’m bout Buss back
Looking at your face I use that shit up as a Cum rag
Leave me I just wanna be alone
Fuck to all my friends I’m never picking up the phone
Feel like Homer Simpson crack the shit up out ur dome
I get the work put in position never tripping on my own
I am to clean I can’t messed with 
Loading up my death wish 
Look at me with all my guys I said do not wear vest bitch
Exit to the left
And I do not give a fuck I’m never looking on my right
I’m a man of my own word how I deliver all my threats
All these bitches in my way I swear to god they won’t survive 
Bouta make yo momma sad I take you out from your own nest 
Watch me Wake up when it’s dark I only come out in the night 
I’m just predicting my own death death death
4x
How can I still breathe with all the slices neck
Feel like Im Louis Williams cuz u know that I’m
Up next 
Smoke come from ears so I can’t hear what you just said 
I put the Knife inside my heart I’m just predicting my own death death

MY OWN DEATH (PROD. LXRENTE)

lyric (art by @nuumastar)

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked

and bitch im back up in the room you cannot boot me
said get your face kicked
like thats a two piece
come get your brain picked

i said oh no not again
send
anyone get flexed on
yeah you talking bout guns but i bring the best one
schizophrenic in the zone yeah i guess that i must've slept wrong
tek off
uh shawty be fucking all over my face
and i came in this bitch yeah you know i cant wait
and you better go hurry cuz im taking your place
back off
dont stop bitch i smoking your pack up
spit on your feet yeah i feel like alpaca

and im fucking yo bitch and i turn her around and i dont give a fuck cuz im making her body flip
and i dont give a shit i put you on the ground i said look at my pack thats where all the toxins is
and i hit from the back i be making it crack and i just look at the sky cuz i got all these options bitch

wait i dont even know like whats the mothafuckin day
all you fucking bitches always got something to say
i just wanna die can someone put me in my grave
i dont give a fuck like suicide the only way
way too many drugs i think im fucking my membrane

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked

lungs feeling hollow need me cigarettes aye
you cannot talk watch me aim for the neck uh
how many friends are the ops i detect bitch
where is yo thot break her back in my bed bitch
turn off your heart put my knife in your chest bitch
cut off both my arms because im feelings reckless
dont stop with my bag or else you getting checked bitch
no shots in my mag cuz i made them all exit

BOOT UP! (PROD. MICHAEL LINK/GLOWS1DE)

art by me
instagram.com/spxxkyx

lyrics:
genius.com/Spxxky-we-run-away-from-our-problems-lyrics

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we run away from our problems

STANDING ON THE OUTSIDE

highfive! (p. wydsonni)

GOBSMACKT. W/ MISSINGFACTXR & YAFFE [PRD. ME]

huh 
huh 
i wake up depressed
got 2 bitches on my chest 
you love me 
you thought
pussy
can not fuck with you cause you bitch made
dont talk shit cause you bitch made 
fixacted on switchblades 
and i do not care what he say
cause he bitch made 
what the fuck
got that bitch n she suck it up
suck it so good my eyes roll back bitch
buck like static
my automattic 
bitch go boom
whats up twin oo
whats up twin oo
whys yo bitch not in the mood
i wake up whats the attitude 
and is it new or is it you
i just needa fix
what the
fuck
wake up xanax in my pocket i pop 
loves hurts me but drugs will stop it
stop it
my bitch bob it
plug hit me i might just cop it
n rob a pussy boy we gucci boy i sit inside with coochie boy
n rob a pussy boy we gucci boy i sit inside with coochie coochie
n rob a pussy boy we gucci boy i sit inside with coochie boy
n rob a pussy boy we gucci boy i sit inside with coochie boy

Xanax (prod. KISSTHEMXXN)

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