INTERLUDE - whodini (prod. dad)

UGLY BITCH ON MY GLOCK WHITE HOE TIMES TWO

TIMES TWO (ugly bitch on my glock) - whodini, AP, and Burt (prod. whodini)

Mind Your Masters And Your Missus - whodini

summer interlude - whodini

kill bill - whodini, burt & draco the demon (prod. whodini)

“S with the line through it” = $, u fucking dumbass

HUNGRY - Yung Burt (prod. whodini)

[HOOK 2x]
Say lean my cup so dirty, jolly rancher sprite
So clean my teeth so purty, yeah they shine so bright
Yo main bitch hit my line and then she suck me right
Margielas on my toes, like how you get so fly?

[DINI]
Run up on a nigga then you finna get popped
Cookin in the kitchen and I'm whippin up a rock
Open up my bottle catch me sipping on that wat'
Middle finger up, peep me fuckin up a cop
Few words, get fucked
Knock a nigga stuck and put his body in the trunk
One bitch, two cups
Dini with the shit
Dini get buck

[BURT]
I don't need a gun I got Draco
Hunnit round give you a halo
Hear a pop pop, better lay low
Spray ya brain matter on the floor when I say so
Queso, cheddar in the bank on my payroll
Chains on my neck got me feelin like Django
Unchained, hung by the neck on a sunday
I'm bout to explode, bitch I'm a grenade
Grenade, what you want from me?
I just wanna fuck hoes and I wanna make dough
I don't give a fuck, I just really want the pesos
Fuck a debit card, I want Benjamin Frankos
I want the paper, I want a bank roll
I want a iced out wrist and my chain gold
I want a bitch to eat my dick like an egg roll
Me and my goons stay up to no bueno

[HOOK 2x]
Say lean my cup so dirty, jolly rancher sprite
So clean my teeth so purty, yeah they shine so bright
Yo main bitch hit my line and then she suck me right
Margielas on my toes, like how you get so fly?

[DRACO]
Got gas all in my lungs, pajamas might be striped
She told me I'm the shit, I said lil hoe you right
Damn Draco, you be flossin right?
Pull Draco out, you crossed the line
Don't give a fuck I nut inside
Don't wear no polo, rock off white
No I don't knock I step inside
When Draco come you run and hide
I shoot my shot I ball like Mike
I'll fuck around and take your life
White ski mask I'm a demon
Nigga hit a lick for no god damn reason
Used to sell dro at recess
ENEMY drill time, no slim jesus
White ski mask I'm a demon
Nigga hit a lick for no god damn reason
Used to sell dro at recess
ENEMY drill time, no slim jesus

[HOOK 2x]
Say lean my cup so dirty, jolly rancher sprite
So clean my teeth so purty, yeah they shine so bright
Yo main bitch hit my line and then she suck me right
Margielas on my toes, like how you get so fly?

JOLLYRANCHER - Whodini, Yung Burt, Draco The Demon *MUSIC VIDEO IN BIO*

[HOOK]
Ooo you done made me lose my mind now
I️ need to get the fuck up out here I️ mean right now
This bitch is driving me to drink
And I️ don’t know what to think
I️ wanna run but I️ don’t know what to do with you

[VERSE]
Why you blowin up my phone all night with this
Bullshit got me fuckin up my life with this
I’m stressed out, stopping at a green light
Cause I️ can’t figure out why I’d ever wanna ride for you
It’s the same shit everyday, this routine drive me crazy
Poppin pills and slittin wrists like every single day we
Fighting and I’m tired when I️ say I️ need my space
And I’m done with this
Lil hoe stay away from me
Whatchu want from me?
Fuck you thought, I️ ain’t down for you
All you brought was pain for me
Switching lanes on me
I️ pour this drank for me
Lil hoe just mad cause you can’t fuck me

[HOOK]
Ooo you done made me lose my mind now
I️ need to get the fuck up out here I️ mean right now
This bitch is driving me to drink
And I️ don’t know what to think
I️ wanna run but I️ don’t know what to do with you

LOSTMYMIND - BURT (PROD. WHODINI)

[VERSE 1]
I️ could take the ocean, cut that muhfucka open
Like I’m Moses, I’m a muhfuckin soldier boy, I️ told ya
I️ can put the pack in motion, flip it over like a quarter
Fuck with ENEMY, you gon end up rollin in a coffin
Fuck the bullshit you been talking, I️ really hope you jokin
You gon turn into a pussy when Lil Draco get to blowin
Make you do the Hokey Pokey tippy toein in ya Jordans
Get to poppin and lockin while I’m rocking my Rick Owens

[HOOK]
I️ could fuck your bitch, with my muhfuckin eyes closed
I️ keep poppin beans, got my muhfuckin eyes low
I️ could whip a brick, with my muhfuckin eyes closed
I️ keep poppin beans, got my muhfuckin eyes closed

[VERSE 2]
I’m a pit bull mixed with a doberman pinsch
You a bitch and that’s the only difference homie
Got my eyes closed, notha broke bitch on my iphone
I️ got different hoes in different fuckin time zones 
Dini in the kitchen whippin shit up and I’m spitting 
Like a muhfuckin menace, if you want it come and get it
I️ said Imma get to rippin, fuck boy quit the bitchin
Better listen pay attention to a real life villain 

[HOOK]
I️ could fuck your bitch, with my muhfuckin eyes closed
I️ keep poppin beans, got my muhfuckin eyes low
I️ could whip a brick, with my muhfuckin eyes closed
I️ keep poppin beans, got my muhfuckin eyes closed

EYESCLOSED - BURT (PROD. WHODINI)

WHYNOT! Pt. 1 - DRAKEAUX & Yung Burt (prod. whodini)(Feat. WhyNot Ike)

[HOOK 2x]
Bling on my wrist it go
Clean diamond fist with propane
In my lungs I Cobaine
Just for fun my gold rings
Yeah they tough like Lui Kang
Niggas beef like lo mein
I got all my gold chains on my neck they shine

[DINI]
Hol up
ENEMY make you drop ten
Got my watch wet
Better watch back
Make you four flat
See another mothafucka with a fake neck
Better take that
Disintegrate that
Run a race face
I'm the only mothafucka that can state that
Better face facts
Can't relate that
That I'm the best up
With my chest up
None the less, uhhhh
It's a lucid dream
Orange faygo what I bleed
Got you begging me to flee
You a stupid bitch like me
Man don't fuck with ENEMY
Dini put you on your knees
Draco raise you by your teeth
Yung Burt take you to the ring

[HOOK 2x]
Bling on my wrist it go
Clean diamond fist with propane
In my lungs I Cobaine
Just for fun my gold rings
Yeah they tough like Lui Kang
Niggas beef like lo mein
I got all my gold chains on my neck they shine

[BURT]
Me, Whodini, and Draco
Pull up in the Range Rover
With the fuckin mask off
With the fuckin mask off
Run that fuckin gold chain
Like how that bitch hang low
Codeine in my faygo
Swisher with the flame
See me in a riced up red Honda Civic
With the top chopped off, said the whole thang missin
We got Dini in the front cookin up a fuckin mission
We got Draco in the back fuckin with a couple bitches
We got bad ones, pretty ones, fat ones, skinny ones,
Homie we even got dumb ones, silly ones
One bitch, two bitch, floppin on my dick like
One fish, two fish, lookin at my wrist like
Diamond dancin, hoppin on thin ice
Gettin jiggy with it when I pull up at the red light
Hit a fuck boy with the stick, got him in sight
Bitch you stink, prolly got head lice
Mothafucka I am the underground general
I'm the real deal, don't fuck with the federals
Burt be the goat, mothafucka better let em know
I put every single lyric on a fuckin pedestal

[HOOK 2x]
Bling on my wrist it go
Clean diamond fist with propane
In my lungs I Cobaine
Just for fun my gold rings
Yeah they tough like Lui Kang
Niggas beef like lo mein
I got all my gold chains on my neck they shine

[DRACO]
I rob a nigga mask on
Kill a nigga mask off
Hit that swisher blast off
Only whippin fast cars
Only fuckin bad broads
Only fuckin bad broads
Only fuckin bad broads
Only fuck, okay
Make that lil bitch say my name
My bitch white like cocaine
Smoke that gas like propane
Aim that 40 let it bang
Draco split you 8 ways like a fuckin pizza
Pull that goku out the trunk and all you niggas frieza
Yeah I fuck her like I love her but I never need her
And I'm screaming from the top, Rest in Peace to Peeper

THENAMEOFTHISSONGISLAMBORGHINI

WHODINIISM

RIDINLOW

OXYCONTINTHEINTERLUDE

STAIN3

TENFOLD - YUNG BURT, WHODINI, DRAKEAUX (PROD. WHODINI)

BODYBAG - YUNG BURT & WHODINI (PROD. WHODINI)

[VERSE 1: YUNG BURT]
I got a glock in my pants (I got a glock in my pants!)
I walk with a limp, ooh
Watch how I dance, how I walk
Boy I spit when I talk
Try to diss me, you gon end up outlined in chalk
Dog, yo bitch hit me up
I pull up on the spot
I step inside the crib, fuck
I'm in her jaw
Yeah my dick kinda big, but it ain't bigger than my glock
Better watch how you act 'fore you fuck around and get popped
Like some Sprite!
Do me dirty, muhfuckaz go blind
Red dot, red dot, dat shit right between them eyes
Run around with them dicks, snatchin any chain in sight,
2 bitches on my dick, I got 3 bitches in line
When I run my check up I eat lobster and rice
I'm a chef, when yo bitch over I serve the pipe
Bitch I'm up like insomniac, up like a kite
If a pussy want smoke, he'll get smoked like a pipe
I'm a dog out the pound, I aint never afraid to bite
Keep yo moms in yo crib,
Or else I'll make her my wife

[HOOK 2x: Yung Burt]

Canary, yeah they flirtin, they be dancing on my wrist
Sold yo bitch out for a gram and she be dancing on my dick
Cop Margiela, yeah it's foreign, ridin in expensive whips
Call me R-O-S-C-O-E cause yo hands aint on yo bitch

[VERSE 2: DRAKEAUX]

I got the bag, I make it flip, make it flip
I got yo bitch, I make her split, make her split
I got real diamonds on my wrist, on my wrist
You got fake diamonds, you a bitch, you a bitch
I got yo bitch, I make her split, make her split
I got yo bitch, she never spit, never spit
I'm a fuckin schizophrenic
Causin panic with the patek
Fiending for fame like an addict
Blow yo shit out right in traffic
Fuck yo bike, you can't have it
I'm a bully, tell your pastor
I'm a demon, I'm a bastard,
I'm a bastard, I'm a demon
I hit licks for no reason
Get a new bitch every season
If she cheat on me it's treason,
If she cheat on me dats treason, look
Walk up we shoot, uh
Fade that, no juice, uh
These cost a lot, please don't step on my shoes, yuh
Walk up we shoot, hm
Fade that, no juice, uh
These cost a lot, please don't step on my shoes, ay
Rollin marijuana like it's medication
Drippin when I write, I'm spazzin in the basement,
When I say so, ENEMY ride
We all pullin triggers
Call my draco Ellen, cause it really hate all you niggas

[HOOK 2x: Yung Burt]

Canary, yeah they flirtin, they be dancing on my wrist
Sold yo bitch out for a gram and she be dancing on my dick
Cop Margiela, yeah it's foreign, ridin in expensive whips
Call me R-O-S-C-O-E cause yo hands aint on yo bitch

[VERSE 3: WHODINI]

Hop out the coupe, it drive fast
My diamonds flirt, yeah they dance
Told that bitch stand, now she stand
Fuck on your mom, yeah she bad
Pull out my glock it go mad
Stick call it strap, countdown ten
I cannot fuck with the fed
Ice on my watch call me Ben
Flooded out my wrist, AP flooded out my bitch
Diamond dancing, they sick
Cocaina I flip
VV Ice on my neck, VV ice on my bitch
Homeboy tote them lil thangs
Homeboy tote that lil shit
Watch out lil bitch
Pull my glock out lil bitch
Call up Draco, lil bitch
Yeah he pop out, lil bitch
Watch out lil bitch
Got my ice out lil bitch
Red dot aiming lil bitch
With my stock out lil bitch

[HOOK 2x: Yung Burt]

Canary, yeah they flirtin, they be dancing on my wrist
Sold yo bitch out for a gram and she be dancing on my dick
Cop Margiela, yeah it's foreign, ridin in expensive whips
Call me R-O-S-C-O-E cause yo hands aint on yo bitch

GLOCKOMA - YUNG BURT, WHODINI, DRAKEAUX(PROD. WHODINI)

6IX9INE BUBA REMIX - YUNG BURT & DRAKEAUX

[HOOK 2x]

ENEMY the fuckin gang when the bodies hit the floor
Couple bitches on my line, couple bitches at my door
Call my red dot let it aim on my choppa with the scope
Call my red dot let it aim, leave yo stomach with a hole
Pull up with the fuckin chopstick
Make you rock quick
Pull up with the fuckin stock clip
Make me pop shit
Pull up in my fuckin drop whip
Look at my drip
Said those bitches that you rock with
All on my dick

[VERSE 1: YUNG BURT]

ENEMY be mobbing
Like a young Al Pachino
Bitch I'm hungry
Eat the pussy like a bag of Fritos
Boy I'm stomping
On ya fuckin neck, Reebok Kamikaze
Pull up with the Pump if you want it
Call me Santa
With the fuckin bag, got my bands up
We on the fuckin move, bout to blow up like Samsung
Run up if you want it, homeboy pull ya pants up
Pussy want smoke, give that muhfucka cancer
Bitch I pull up in a Bronco not a coupe, then I
Pop the trunk, aim the choppa to the roof
Let it blow like C4
ENEMY steady Rollin deeper than the sea floor
Choppa aim long like a pea coat
Leave a pussy leakin like a faucet
We can get to beefin like some muhfuckin sausage
Stop drop and roll, Yung Burt with the hot shit
Nina make you do the hop scotch

[HOOK 2x]

ENEMY the fuckin gang when the bodies hit the floor
Couple bitches on my line, couple bitches at my door
Call my red dot let it aim on my choppa with the scope
Call my red dot let it aim, leave yo stomach with a hole
Pull up with the fuckin chopstick
Make you rock quick
Pull up with the fuckin stock clip
Make me pop shit
Pull up in my fuckin drop whip
Look at my drip
Said those bitches that you rock with
All on my dick

[VERSE 2: DRAKEAUX]

My baretta got a dick, that's a long clip
Yeah my draco hit you in yo shit, we be mobbin,
Pullin out the chopstick
Hit you in the moshpit
You know that we pop shit
Dini come and drop shit,
Yuh yuh ay, uh,
Shoot a nigga face, seen him through his peephole, ay
I aint never miss a bitch, I just dog hoes
I been runnin up a check, I need all pros
Choppa paint a nigga like I'm Michelangelo
Never trust a nigga,
I'm a money getter,
You a lame nigga,
You a lane switcha,
I can't hang witcha,
I can't gang witcha,
Make the choppa sing, now the whole gang getcha
Bitch I'm hot like kettle pot
Try to run, you better not
Make yo knees diddy bop
You know that the block is hot
Holes up in ya chest, lookin like it's fuckin braille
Homie how you claimin gang? You look pretty frail
Diamonds on my neck, make you go and show and tell
Fuckin with the gang, make a nigga go to jail
Slit a nigga throat, pull his fuckin lungs out,
Chiraq, Lanraq, this the dog pound

[HOOK 2x]

ENEMY the fuckin gang when the bodies hit the floor
Couple bitches on my line, couple bitches at my door
Call my red dot let it aim on my choppa with the scope
Call my red dot let it aim, leave yo stomach with a hole
Pull up with the fuckin chopstick
Make you rock quick
Pull up with the fuckin stock clip
Make me pop shit
Pull up in my fuckin drop whip
Look at my drip
Said those bitches that you rock with
All on my dick

YOKOSUKA_MXY7 - YUNG BURT & DRAKEAUX

i learned how to play guitar for lil bumble

bu.umbl (for only u to hear) - curtis

I DEDICATE THIS SONG TO MY BIGGEST INSPIRATION. LLJ <3

GODDAMN! - BURT (PROD. VEIL) LLJ <3

DUTTY - DRAKEAUX

[HOOK: YUNG BURT]

So Nasty
Coupe got the choppa in the backseat
Tokyo driftin, I be zoomin through the backstreets
Flip around the pack, got it doin gymnastics
Got a lotta guap, and I throw it on her ass

So Nasty
Dressed in all black like I'm Batman
Make him go to sleep, I'm the muhfuckin sandman
Hut one, hut two, here we go,
Gotcha momma on her back, eat her up like Cheerios, So Nasty

[VERSE 1: DRAKEAUX]

Gimmie that guap, in advance,
Need that wok, need them xans,
Watch me walk, watch me dance,
Watch me walk, watch me dance,
She got her ass up in the air,
Face down, hit the strip,
Downtown, pop a perky
God damn, what is this?
Red pill, blue pill, think I'm in the Matrix
Spaceship in the hills, subzero patience
For a fuck nigga in my way, I don't play no games
Treat the block like the Autobahn, fuck up out my lane, ooh
Bar for bar, you can't test my worth,
Put it in her mouth, taste like syrup,
And I know what it sound like
Niggas really cold, but we not eatin Klondikes
Yung stunna, crooked crud runna,
I been earnin stripes, if you run up you get done up, oops
No more life, bodybag cold as ice,
Call me Mario with the way I tote a pipe

[HOOK: YUNG BURT]

So Nasty
Coupe got the choppa in the backseat
Tokyo driftin, I be zoomin through the backstreets
Flip around the pack, got it doin gymnastics
Got a lotta guap, and I throw it on her ass

So Nasty
Dressed in all black like I'm Batman
Make him go to sleep, I'm the muhfuckin sandman
Hut one, hut two, here we go,
Gotcha momma on her back, eat her up like Cheerios, So Nasty

[VERSE 2: Yung Burt]

I'm a macho man, call me Randy
Pussy boy talkin funny to me, I just ran him
Chopstick on the fuckin hip, no Japanese
Ima fuckin eat him like Boba Fett in a sand pit
Sarlacc, comin for ya neck, need a hard hat
I don't trust no fishy muhfucka, where the Carfax?
Say you really bout it, lil boy, I think you all cap
Hear you talkin sweet, then you gone like a Sour Patch
Life a dice roll, bitch I'm playin Yahtzee,
Tryna beef with El Burto, I got Salami
I can take a hit and keep goin like I'm Rocky,
My proof in the pudding, you can call me Bill Cosby
Fuckas want beef, snap into him like a slim jim,
Slim thick thottie wanna grind on my dip stick
Whinin, grindin on me no rip stik,
Pass her to the homie, not talkin Simpson

[HOOK: YUNG BURT]

So Nasty
Coupe got the choppa in the backseat
Tokyo driftin, I be zoomin through the backstreets
Flip around the pack, got it doin gymnastics
Got a lotta guap, and I throw it on her ass

So Nasty
Dressed in all black like I'm Batman
Make him go to sleep, I'm the muhfuckin sandman
Hut one, hut two, here we go,
Gotcha momma on her back, eat her up like Cheerios, So Nasty

SO NASTY - YUNG BURT & DRAKEAUX

[HOOK]

I need a bag right now
I'm doing bad right now
I need a bag right now
I'm doing bad right now
Can't find my way out
Will I make it out?
Duffle bag on the couch
Hunnit bands in my mouth

[VERSE]

Bad bitch on the sofa
You know she not sober
I just want her love
She just want the world to know her
I'm lookin for closure
She just want new nova
Funny how they act like they know ya
Really they move like cobras

[HOOK 2x]

I need a bag right now
I'm doing bad right now
I need a bag right now
I'm doing bad right now
Can't find my way out
Will I make it out?
Duffle bag on the couch
Hunnit bands in my mouth

(Prod. Mega Beats)

BURT KOBANG - YUNG BURT

[VERSE 1: DRAKEAUX]

Tell a fuck nigga come see me,
Glock wipe him down no squeegee
Ay, yuh
Bitch I go to work, no Ri Ri
Blade on a neck, pussy boy not breathin,
I don't send shots I got knife, I
Fuck on your daughter your wife, I
Slide in the dark of the night,
Sleep with a strap, or I'm takin your life
I got a gat and I'm ready, 
She got a strap like spaghetti
Yuh, ay
Hands on my shooters are steady, 
Beam on his dome make him look like Fetty,
Turn a fuck boy to a cold case
Spin around block, choppa eat him like lo mein
My bitch white like cocaine,
Rockstar shit like Cobaine
Bitch I rock out, moshpit
My blood black like gothic
Bitch, I'm bad, I'm toxic,
Split your wig, on Jah I'm stompin

[HOOK: YUNG BURT]

Keep my blade on me, but I don't need it
Got my location on, it ain't no secret
Bitch I keep my blade on me, but I don't need it
Bitch I keep my blade on me, said I don't need it

[VERSE 2: YUNG BURT]
She gon shake it up,
Call that bitch Zendaya, huh
She know that I got that thang on me
Hope she can take it, 
Yuh, ay
Lil mama she put it on me, ay,
I grill her up like hibachi, ay
My dick like a spatula, flippin her burger patties
She back it up, that bitch never lonely, yuh
And I got a .22, red dot, full clip, empty that bitch on sight
Deez snakes slither round in the grass, got the hedge trimmers, 
That shit ain't gon slide
Whole gang hoppin out, strapped up, we bout the business, 
You better go hide
Finna fuck around and get tied up
Bag over the head, muhfucka goodnight

[HOOK: YUNG BURT]

Keep my blade on me, but I don't need it
Got my location on, it ain't no secret
Bitch I keep my blade on me, but I don't need it
Bitch I keep my blade on me, said I don't need it

Bitch I keep my blade on me, but I don't need it

(Prod. Westerr)

yo auntie smokes blacks :/ - drakeaux & yung burt

[HOOK]

Only reason I get high is because I'm feeling low
Wonder why I wake up every morning all alone
I just need you, I just need you, I just need you, I just need you

Muhfuckas never wanna ask me how I feel
You the only one I know that always keep it real with me
Come chill with me,
We can ball all night, know you're feelin me (yeah)

[VERSE]

Got a lil bitty baggy and you know it's fulla dope
We gon hit the gas, even though we're running low
Girl don't be afraid, Imma guide you through the smoke
Imma take you back to the crib in a minute
Mi casa, su casa, leave them panties at the door
You ain't never lived how I live, and you know it
I can't focus
You keep crossing my mind
From the left, to the right
Girl I'm outta my mind for you
Put my hand on the Bible I would die for you
Throw my hands up, I would catch the sky for you
Wouldn't lie to you, and I hope that we could share a life

[HOOK]

Only reason I get high is because I'm feeling low
Wonder why I wake up every morning all alone
I just need you, I just need you, I just need you, I just need you

Muhfuckas never wanna ask me how I feel
You the only one I know that always keep it real with me
Come chill with me,
We can ball all night, know you're feelin me (yeah)

[BRIDGE]

Please don't run from me, I don't think I could do this without you
Please don't run from me, I don't wanna let go of you
I could give you everything that you could ever need or want, that's a promise
Please don't run from me, I don't wanna let you go

[HOOK]

Only reason I get high is because I'm feeling low
Wonder why I wake up every morning all alone
I just need you, I just need you, I just need you, I just need you

Muhfuckas never wanna ask me how I feel
You the only one I know that always keep it real with me
Come chill with me,
We can ball all night, know you're feelin me (yeah)

(Prod. Fly Melodies)

LOW - YUNG BURT

[VERSE 1: YUNG BURT]

Leave with a single, I flip it, come back with a double
The vision is tunnel, my mind on my money
Deez bitches be trippin, I think they need muzzle
I just want neck, I don't wanna cuddle
Damn that ass fat! (damn that ass wha?)
I call that bitch Pumba (I call that bitch Pumba)
Yo bitch she runnin around and she suckin
I call that bitch Roomba
Hop in a coupe and I gun it,
Chain round my neck, that's out of your budget lil bitch (uh huh)
You got it, I want it, I want it, you run it, 4th down I punt it (uh huh)
Don't fuck with no body outside of my ring,
Everyone round me hit switch like Nintendo
Hang out the window, clip go extendo
My time is money, send it to my venmo,
Look at my rims (look at that shit!)
That shit Lorenzo (that shit Lorenzo!)
Money keep coming, it's floodin,
I feel like that muhfucka Bezos
And all of my goons do it for me (yuh)
Bitch, that's called being a boss
I see it, I get it, I don't do no stressin,
I don't give a fuck what it cost (nah)

[VERSE 2: DRAKEAUX]

Brand new Mazi! (skrr)
Check my backseat, damn it came with a glocky (bow)
Flow too sloppy (yuck)
Nigga pocket watchin cause my pocket lookin snotty (ew!)
.223 (pew pew)
Rip through his shirt, now he walk like a zombie
I fucked that bitch (I did dat!)
Blew her back out, now she callin me Papi
She split, told that bitch split,
Made that bitch bounce on my meat
Like a Bop-It she twist
I be in them guts, hoe
Shawty tell me, "you smell good!"
Naw bitch, that's the gun smoke
Niggas say I'm cut throat,
Choppa hit em body to body, I make a nigga double dutch, tho
You a groupie and a custo,
Pockets fulla lint, you resent how a nigga blew up tho
Hit em with the K three times like a white man (KK!)
Put a bill on his neck, that's a price tag (ay!)
Niggas pussy, prolly hang where the dykes at (yuhhh)
I be too up, dummy, where the kites at (OKAY!)
Spittin the venom in throats of these niggas,
Sendin two shots, at your spleen and your fitted
I'm with it, I'm with it, I know that I'm wicked,
I'm sick, I am ill, got two bars in my kidneys

[OUTRO: YUNG BURT & DRAKEAUX}

YB: Skinny dick, that is the clip on my uzi!
D: Blow this bitch, he get smoked down like a loosie!
YB .223 rip through his shirt, now he snoozing
D: Brand new bitch, she do tricks like a Rubiks
YB: You leave her with me, she get cracked like a seal
D: You run up on me and my glocky gon eat
YB: Yo bitch hit my line she eat dick like a meal
D: You niggas are trash you gon choke on the beat

(PROD. BREEZEH)

DOUBLE DUTCH - YUNG BURT & DRAKEAUX

Brown paper bag got Dasani (drip)
My jumpsuit Fila I rock it (i rock it)
Bad bitch from the hills, she watching (look at it)
Imma bust it open no problem (on god)
Say she wanna smoke, I got it (dat crud)
If he want smoke, he got it (bow bow)
I come out the sliding doors, fuck boy got a snotty nose
I might as well wipe him
I pop out in a pick-up (ranger)
Hoe, put em up issa sitck up (bangin)
I'm comin for the racks, I'm comin for the chips
I'll beat ya ass up, you forget to leave a muhfuckin tip
God damn, I'm the wigga with a plan
Fuckin on ya mom with the mic in my hand
I am the man
Listen to me, I'm not playin
I'm cookin these tracks with the pots and the pans

Brown paper bag got Dasani (drip)
My jumpsuit Fila I rock it (i rock it)
Bad bitch from the hills, she watching (look at it)
Imma bust it open no problem (on god)
Say she wanna smoke, I got it (dat crud)
If he want smoke, he got it (bow bow)
I come out the sliding doors, fuck boy got a snotty nose
I might as well wipe him
I pop out in a pick-up (ranger)
Hoe, put em up issa sitck up (bangin)
I'm comin for the racks, I'm comin for the chips
I'll beat ya ass up, you forget to leave a muhfuckin tip
God damn, I'm the wigga with a plan
Fuckin on ya mom with the mic in my hand
I am the man
Listen to me, I'm not playin
I'm cookin these tracks with the pots and the pans in the kitchen
That's where I'm flippin the molly
I put the Pippen in Scotty
I am like Jiminy Cricket
No wait, I'm lyin, might just pull off in a rari
Piecin muhfuckas, no tetris (no tetris)
No cap, not talkin bout a dentist (not a dentist)
I think I might be too cocky (why?)
Cause I love to show off my necklace (yuh)

Brown paper bag got Dasani (drip)
My jumpsuit Fila I rock it (i rock it)
Bad bitch from the hills, she watching (look at it)
Imma bust it open no problem (on god)
Say she wanna smoke, I got it (dat crud)
If he want smoke, he got it (bow bow)
I come out the sliding doors, fuck boy got a snotty nose
I might as well wipe him

Brown paper bag got Dasani (drip)
My jumpsuit Fila I rock it (i rock it)
Bad bitch from the hills, she watching (look at it)
Imma bust it open no problem (on god)
Say she wanna smoke, I got it (dat crud)
If he want smoke, he got it (bow bow)
I come out the sliding doors, fuck boy got a snotty nose
I might as well wipe him

SNOTTY NOSE (ETHEREAL MIX) (PROD. VEIL & PARYO)

KAMANDO PRO OFFICIAL LYRICS

Hook 2x (DRAKEAUX):
Kamando Pro how I split him like a Kit-Kat
Walk with a limp cause my shotty got kick back
Got a thick bitch she built like a minivan
Fill her up with kids, gold rims like I’m Trinidad

Verse 1 (DRAKEAUX):
Okay I met this lil Chinese bitch, she said “Hi, can we be friends?”
I told her I’m a wanted man so please don’t tell your rents (huh)
Bands in my mouth, got me talk with a lisp
Bando house, Imma fill it up with sticks
Nigga try to tax, now he looking like a lick
4 bands on my shoes don’t tread on my drip
I’m at the prom with your bitch, okay
She got a drake in her dress, okay
Told her don’t play with the kid, okay
Bitch you know I am a vet, huh
Run with the slimes and the slatts, huh
If he want tax he get whacked, huh
Blowing good cookie that’s cat piss
Wipe a nigga nose like slatt, bitch

Hook 2x (DRAKEAUX):
Kamando Pro how I split him like a Kit-Kat
Walk with a limp cause my shotty got kick back
Got a thick bitch she built like a minivan
Fill her up with kids, gold rims like I’m Trinidad

Verse 2 (Yung Burt):
Okay, okay, okay
Okay this lil bitch came up to me, said she like the way I write
So I put her ass up in the crib, she off that dirty sprite, huh
Ride around the block all day, all night, that’s right my loud pack stinky, yuh
Bitch I got sauce, I drip I drop, my fit sure do look spiffy, yuh
Good with a glock, bitch I feel like a cowboy, spin my gun around my pinky, yuh
I’m a sharpshooter, call me Sosmula, carpooling with 4 hittas, fuck with me
My flow go stupid, my flow go crazy
The shit you claim sound so fugazi
She do percs, she take xans
Mumbling her words I call her lil baby
I put in my work, I do my dance
I got a stick, it go in my pants
I swing on a pussy, you can call me Tarzan
My flow too sick, think I need narcan
Drakeaux!

Hook 2x (DRAKEAUX):
Kamando Pro how I split him like a Kit-Kat
Walk with a limp cause my shotty got kick back
Got a thick bitch she built like a minivan
Fill her up with kids, gold rims like I’m Trinidad

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