Fukkit

MITSUBISHI

Fabulous(Prod. Flybwoy x Suzukisan)

brussels freestyle

[prod. rolo]

lyrics:
everything’s good we’ll just be fine
pop me a seal n pour me a pint
everything’s good we’ll be alright
i told my brudda ill call him tonight
wake up again and get 2 dis bread 
too much shi that was left unsaid
smokin dis blunt while i lay up in bed
so much shi that goes thru my head

remember dem days when i was with her
go thru my phone n i see the pictures
just like a tree i never wither
stack up dis cheese n eat it for dinner
fuckin around you gon find out
big ass chop and dat shi go pow
i stay quiet but i smoke loud
made all dis money idk how
im in a race i feel like im smokey
walk in the club yknow i be totin'
pray for the fam i pray for the homies
told em stay safe they arleady knowin
i get dis paper dis aint no mache
visit my shordy gon see her today
2 am and im gettin baked
i hold it down could never be fake
no matter what happens my boy don’t fold
just stay solid and stick to ya own
making it fall like dis money was snow
 im in blizzard just countin my dough
i told u my boy i know how it be
big ass clip it rip underneath
clip full of lead u gon catch a piece
ride til i die til i rest in peace

everything’s good we’ll be just fine 
pop me a seal n pour me a pint
everything's good we’ll be alright
i told my brudda ill call him tonight
wake up again and get to dis bread 
too much shi that was left unsaid
smokin dis blunt while i lay up my bed
so much that goes thru my head
 - $hinji

Tonight * [Out Now On All Platfoms]

P4E2C3K

stacking dis shi like bricks on bricks 
we in the crib got sticks on sticks 
dis ain’t no lollipop we hit a lick 
knockin his top off left in a ditch
i got the guap on me can’t lie 
i got em dawgs wit me and we high 
high wit da nines high wit da mf gang 
yu niggas can’t claim u a 9

u niggas can’t claim that we gang 
cuz u ain’t over here when we losing the game 
only be there for the money or fame
if it wasn’t for that u would switch in a day 
color me shocked cuz I swear dat u had it 
but guess dat u didn’t 
ride wit da usos we from the pacific 
toko and uso ykno how he hittin 
hit like a mf truck 
no buckshot
finna reup on da gas 
no pump stop
we gonna pack him up 
like a lunch box 
leave him holes 
and they fillin w blood clots 
after dat shi u gon need paramedics 
money be beautiful it’s so angelic 
just like a angel the money be blessin 
shoutout to god I’m gon send him a message 
we leave his ass on the road 
always stick to the code
never switch on the bros 
if a ho want talk 
better talk on the phone
if a opp want talk
let em talk to the pole 
just like a chief in the village I’m chiefin 
fuck on da ho and dat bitch hella screaming 
on a 2 man wit da boy tag teamin 
just like a bottle get popped now he leakin 
the money and fuck shi I keep it separate
talk about me he get whacked like a Mexican 
crossin da cult den the whole gang pressin it 
Andrew Jackson my number one President 
i be the real deal all of em rip offs
quick draw gang when im lettin dat stick off 
runnin it back like a nigga on kick off 
pack touchdown yea we finna lift off 

stacking dis shi like bricks on bricks 
we in the crib got sticks on sticks 
dis ain’t no lollipop we hit a lick 
knockin his top off left in a ditch
i got the guap on me can’t lie 
i got em dawgs wit me and we high 
high wit da nines high wit da mf gang 
yu niggas can’t claim u a 9
 - $hinji

Stix on Stix (Prod. Twstr)

Never Lie

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30 (Prod. CaptainCrunch) [Bonus]

mixed/mast. by Swerzie

Is This Beauty coming very soon...

lyrics:

think you know me cause of pigeons/
This just the start I get gold in this rap game Olympics my finger tip lay on that trigger it's chilling for years I been plotting so now let's go get it/ 

I'm bout to invest in real estate/ 
I'm under the table at dinner dates/ 
My rivals think highly and sit afraid/ 
While my fanbase just sitback and meditate/ 

FEAR IN YO DNA DAMN U MIGHT DIE TODAY/ 
THIS THE WAY THAT I FEEL EVERY FUCKING DAY/ 
IF THEY WANT ME TO SNAP THEN ILL GO INSANE/
IF YOU WANNA RESPOND DON'T SIT BACK AND WAIT/

I WILL RIP THE WHOLE LIFE OUT YOUR BODY/ NO THAT'S NOT PROBABLY YOU WANT IT THEN START IT/

IT'S VICTORY SEASON I'M BREAKING THE MARGINS AND AIMING AT TARGETS THATS WANNABE PARTNERS/ 

LAST NIGHT I LET A PISTOL BLOW/ UP TIL DAWN ALONE/ FELT MY SOUL AS IT RESISTS BELOW/ CONTRADICT MY HOPES/ NOW THEY KNOW THEY CANNOT COME APPROACH, AIMING FOR YA THROAT/ 
I DONT KNOW IF I AM SLOWLY DYING OR IF I AM GHOST/

MIDNIGHT WIT ME/
GANG ON THE STREET,
SAID THE GAME IS OVER THIS THE MIDNIGHT RELEASE/ 

SLIDE ON ME PLEASE,
LEAVE ME DECEASED, 
 GO HEAD POP THAT LIL PILL SO IT PUT YOU TO SLEEP/ 

WATCH OUT FOR BLOOD/
STAY CALM MY SONS/
ONE AND ONLY ONE LOVE/
ONE MAN ONE PUNCH/

1Punch (Prod. Phosphate)

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

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6. Flashbang

Deadpool (Prod. Jashin)

LYRICS:

YOU COULD GET TOUCHED BITCH WE NOT PLAYING TAG 
HEAD TAPS DURING TRAFFIC JAMS ON THE AVE
THINK OUT THE BOX WHILE YOU STILL ROCKIN SOME PLAID TAKING TRIPS TO THE BANK MASK OFF GET THE BAG/
YOU KNOW HOW I ROCK NOT NO FUCKIN BLACK FLAG/
IF HE SEND A SHOT, GOT THE K WIT THE MAG/
UP AND DOWN THE BLOCK, SPINNING ROUND DOING LAPS/ 
SHIT WAS ALWAYS SUNNY TIL I PULLED UP WIT THE MAC/
SHE SINGING OFF-KEY THATS CAUSE I FUCKED HER FROM THE BACK/ 
NIGGAS SAD THEY LOST, SO I TOLD EM GET A MAP/ 
STOPPED IN YO TRACKS SEND THAT SHIT BACK TO THE TRASH/
POP OFF YO CAP LIKE A SNAPPLE THATS A FACT/ 
NIGGAS REALLY WACK, I DONT MIND STATIN THAT/
I BEEN BOUT MY BUSINESS BUT I KICK IT WIT THE SLACKS CHECK MY BANK ACCOUNT ITS DIGITS WHILE I SIT AT HOME RELAXED
MY FLOW TIGHT LIKE A FITTED WIT THE TEE SHIRT PRINT TO MATCH 
THE FLOW COULD START A FIRE YALL AINT REALLY BEEN A MATCH/ 
NEVER GETTIN PAST, RANDY MOSS WIT THE CATCH/ 
IM BREATHING IN THE GAS AINT BEEN WETTING UP A RAG DROPPING BOMBS LIKE IRAQ AND MY KUSH AFGHANISTAN/ 
HEAT UP LIKE A PAN
TOLD MY FANS DONT BE A STAN
GOT THE PRODUCT WIT THE PLAN
ALL DETAILING WHERE WE STAND
KEPT IT A THOUSAND LIKE A GRAND
NIPPLE RINGS ON MY HAND
SHE GON BLOW ME LIKE A FAN 
NOT THE BEST I EVER HAD/ 
IF I FUCK ONCE, I DONT GOTTA FUCK AGAIN/
SEND HER TO THE CAB, DONT COME BACK WITHOUT A FRIEND/ 
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, IM ONLY HERE TO MEET MY ENDS/
YOU CAN TAKE MY SHIRT, GO HEAD AND SUCK ME OUT THE PANTS/ 
I BEEN SMOKIN GREEN, LIKE SOME LEAN, LIKE SOME PLANTS, CELERY, COLLARD GREENS, COPPIN P’S FOR A SNACK/
ON HER CHEST, WHERE I REST, TRUE INDEED, THATS A RACK/ 
BITCH I MIGHT BLEED YOU IF I SEE YOU THATS A STACK/

(HOOK)

Toe Tags & Broken Skulls (Prod. ZCR)

1. FAKE SMILES PROD. PHREEXDEEJION

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