SMOKED OUT, COKED OUT FT. MALAKAI (PROD BY DOMY MYSTIC)

BIG XIII TERRORIST

[Verse 1: Lil Dark September]
I be tripping from my fucking head
More from my cellular
I can’t open up no mo
Let this be my messenger 
I can feel it in my heart when hopes ain’t reality
I just gotta face that shit 
piece of mind is all I need
Ain’t a talker no I never was
Speaking through these melodies 
Like Honestly what the fuck do you think these niggas know bout me
This me right now but that’s all you gone ever fucking be
Cant match my energy bitch
Imma let them fuckers see

[Verse 2: Yung Eldritch Shorty]
The bass is fuckin boomin, I change the weather block the sun
The cops been askin where I'm at, but Sasha on the fuckin run
And through the smoke I'm goin ghost, I pop up blow it like Saddam 
We the thirteen terrorist bitch, on the news I blow up like a bomb

If a nigga run back im kickin back i smoke my weed until its gone
I got my niggas in the back they strapped up shootin till its dawn
Lil Sasha never gon react I drag yo body to the pond
I love wearin all black im dripped out just like a nun

[Verse 3: Remy Bux]
my driver almost fucked around and crashed she smelled the weed 
these niggas lost out here step on my ground they pay a fee 
took her to the city spend this bag on bags she prada me 
i tried to keep my distance how come they still nice to me 

don’t tell yo friends bout what i said cause that’s not who i’m tryna be 
i keep my baby close you try to touch you tryna bleed 
this some new money it got me in a whole new type of league 
doing whatever the fuck i want that shit still new to me

G2 (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

COLD DARK CRYPT

Engineered by @adin.muskal

https://open.spotify.com/album/66vhkDStmpuWyTF1vGuAYt?si=NG2dWhJOQmutVbQQr3APyw 

https://youtube.com/@colddarkcrypt?si=sMv9RsU072mML-Np

LYRICS:

Im feelin nothin but bad for myself 
No im- I’m feeling nothing but bad for myself 
No I’m bad for myself 
No I’m bad for myself 
No I’m - im feeling nothing no 
I’m feeling nothing no 
Im feelin nothin but bad for myself 
No im- I’m feeling nothing but bad for myself 
No I’m bad for myself 
No I’m bad for myself 
No I’m - im feeling nothing no 
I’m feeling nothing no 
Of course that I’m mad I didn’t get born into wealth 
Would The forces that grant send me a little more help 
I can’t pay for the rent but I’ll pay when I fail 
Tired of running when would you please lift the spell
Here’s a message that goes to the rest of the world 
Go fuck yourself you brought this shit on yourselves  
Don’t fuck with me man I’m gon see you in hell 
Can’t bury the hatchet don’t be me for help
Everyone leave me alone man what else
I’m fucking deranged, a great man has fell 
Inside of this cage, he made for himself 
That’s all that I’ll say, it’s the past you failed  
Im still Searching for answers But I cannot find my way 
Unfortunate that something in me likes the pain 
I’ve had enough give a fuck about a brighter days 
U could act tough but life sucks that’s what I think 
All of the bad stuff, I’m stuck puttin it behind me
Only get a moment of peace up in my dreams 
I sink into abysmal depression fighting
Don’t say we’re the same, when u haven’t seen what I’ve seen 
Like fuck it 
Why you would you kill yourself think of the  others 
I’ve faced it before and I barely recovered 
we’re both under soil now nothings above us 
No love in ur heart u cant roll with my brothas 
Yeah Karmas a bitch im afraid that I love her 
Ur gettin a fist equipped with knuckle dusters 
Dont mess with cold dark crypt motherfucker

BAD FOR MYSELF (PROD. VACANTHUSK)

CROOKED COPS (PROD. MALAKAI OF DARK REALM)

WorldWideWarpmachines(prod.YUNGMEXICANBIH)

#phonk #memphis #texas #southern #evil #illusionluna #817madhouse

POP THA TRUNK [PROD. DANCIN MANE]

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couple ft 5titches prod pitsearches

Feat. https://soundcloud.com/blckk
Prod. https://soundcloud.com/prxz & https://soundcloud.com/ginsengxx

[Chorus: Adalwolf]
Where my friends at? (what?)
Where did everybody go?
Probably chilling in the attic
Maybe chilling in the snow
Where my friends at? (what?)
I don't really fucking know
Baby I'm a fucking addict
And I need my fucking dope
Where my friends at? (what?)
Riding solo with a scope
I go supercalafragalisticexpialadoshus
Rip Mac, babe “good evening” we the “k.i.d.s” that stay alone
Staying stoned
Living dreams and then I seep into the floor (aye)

[Verse 1: Adalwolf]
Fuck
Bitch I’m fucking tweaking
Told my chick when I get home I want her fucking seeping
With the boys, ya with the posse came to drop some bodies
Smash the window, cut her throat, I knew this bitch ain’t want me
Cut her fingers off
Rip her guts out
Bitch ain’t leavin till I take the fucking cufs out
Bitch I’m boutta load up and pull it
Fill your face to the fullest
Look me in the fucking face just while I
Make your leg pulsing

[Pre-Chorus: Adalwolf]
(Where my friends at?) (Probly chilling in the attic, maybe chilling in the snow) (I don't really fucking know)

[Chorus: Adalwolf]
Where my friends at? (what?)
Where did everybody go?
Probably chilling in the attic
Maybe chilling in the snow
Where my friends at? (what?)
I don't really fucking know
Baby I'm a fucking addict
And I need my fucking dope
Where my friends at? (what?)
Riding solo with a scope
I go supercalafragalisticexpialadoshus
Rip Mac, babe “good evening” we the “k.i.d.s” that stay alone
Staying stoned
Living dreams and then I seep into the floor

[Verse 2: BLCKK]
I said where the fuck my friends at, wait I think I remember. oh yeah, that’s right i think I cut em off one by one. I got way too tired of watching you fuck me over i’m tryna do it over i’m watching a supernova outside of my front door. I think I need more, I think I hate love but fuck it im so sure. and I swear to god I think i’m in love with this fucking alcohol it’s treating me better than anybody ever fucking did.

Video

HOW HE MANIPULATIVE? AND STILL ASK HOW HE A OPP?!?! [KYS!!!] (prod. ginseng)

6 feet deep
Lil death on the beat
Oogie boogie funk
Like the stank on ya feet
Smash on ya bitch then i jizz, skeet
Dash witcha shit, Who is dat , me
I could name a few things We could talk about
Main one, im the one these suckas yalk about
Binter banter bout this and that and who and them
Who da fuck is dat yeah who da fuck he think he is
The handsome beautiful eccentric mention im the shit
The Only muthafucka doing what i do you fuckin bitch
Best recognize if u hatin
Shut yo fuckin face up
Give a fuck bout whay u sayin
Now who da coldest Now who da realist
Scene full of liars, Hypocrite is my description 
I said the same shit too. But fuck that.
Busted out my cage, wont go back

S/o slick killa

WorldWideWarpmachines(prod.YUNGMEXICANBIH)

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