Showin Off

Hells Angel

Snowflake

B-GIB - GATOR (prod. V)

BAD IN THE BUNCH ft. Top Gr33n (PROD. UNORTHODOX & NOLAN ALBRIGHT)

High Hopes ft. Lessworth (Prod. TKAY)

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D86SX0q_RHA

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Isn't it a Fucking Awesome idea we have here 
Look at your bitch in her tears
Finish your beer
Tears on my face
As I silently pray
I'll hold this cross
Mind ya business
And watch your whole fucking life it vanish
Pump the shotty
Storm the lobby
Should have turned a blind eye to strong arm robbery
Your bitch still teared up
I take her with me
We in my crib now
She feeling frisky
Triple six tatted on my dick
I see God in her pussy so I hit
Could have been avoided if you closed your lips
Bitch

Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice

Don't look in my way
Ya nose better be straight
I been holdin' my name
This isn't a game
You preachin' ya lies
Slander for fame
It's what i despise
The kid who cries
(WOOF WOOF)
Better burn bridge
Fake friend you ain't shit
Latchin' on cuz I rise
Leech don't like the fye
Have ta let go 
You’re worn you worm
Bloodsucka just die
Look the other way
Wouldn't wanna say 
Rollin in a bag
Cuz you couldn't keep ya mouth shut
What the fuck? Ya serious? Delirious
Mad man with a twisted brain
Here to cause pain
Didnt I tell ya I was a killa
The one who would deal ya
Now you say
Please oh please I thought we were friends
And now you are scared and all afraid

Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice

Aren’t we all manic?
Depressed?
I’m not
I told you I’ve had it
I’m no less satanic
So fuck all the Xanax
Leave you with the panic
In love with my tunes
I’m hopeless romantic
Fuck a bitch roll
Best friends lies I was told
You just a bitch hoe
Suck a dick blow
I am the death note
Write it in black gold
Cut you no slack bro
Pull out the knife slow
Out of my back yo
I won’t react no
Bitch please
Forget my name
You’re the one that’s to blame
I still fuck out the pain
Fuck a slut and the games
Cause you’re always insane
Living shamelessly vain
Can ya pussy be tamed?
Get the fuck out my brain
 
I won’t take another step that’s fine
You lied
It’s just another tragic story
No more magic in my head thats why
I’m dead
It’s just another song that’s boring
One knife blood down my back
I tried
I left a bitter pill by your bedside
One more year that’s another you cry
Won’t turn back till the day that I die

Naomi

Getter - Colorblind (Clean Bass Boost)

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2020
(Prod.By Balance Cooper x Nikco Suavvaye)

lyrics:

Got my chain straight from 
Sinaloa
It’s blessed with death
Just to feed my fcking appetite
I get no rest
Bro bro called said it’s crazy he wont leave with out a vest
We where running wild probably slapped your dad for respect
Trying to elevate when out of order take the steps
Every day I leave the house there’s at least
One bitch trying to throw me sex
busy worried about my circle give a fuck
About the rest
Busy worried what I’m doing nigga
Go and get a check

I’m a Palo
We do voodoo
get you killed I don’t need to shoot you
Like spaghetti
While I count this fetti getting she going slurp this noodle
Tatted up like a desk when a kid gets bored and doodles
Like it’s home improvement
Bitch I need a belt to hold this tool up
I adapt to the environments
From streets or to a suit
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Best believe
I still will shoot


Might just catch me with the jag like
I’m Mogle
Jungle book

Most these niggas out here fairies
Peter Pan I’m Captain Hook

Ride around town
Trying to turn one into two
Finna make a couple plays than it’s right back to the booth
Catch me sippin champagne
Once this deal goes through
Finna cop a hell cat
Need a Huracan too
Ain’t no love up in the streets
You with them then you die too
In the store
If I like the shoe I just might buy two
Like it’s track we jumped some hurdles
Like the circus went through hoops
We went head first through the fire
Just to live up how we do

Sinaloa

U Just A Crumb

Master Chef (Prod. Premise) (Mix/Mastered by Cameron Aldrich)

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