Fukkit

Fukkit & Dutchman - Ready Or Not (feat. Snubnose Frankenstein)

ZEITGEIST ! Prod. ZCR

DEMON MODE+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

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

This is a song about heartbreak and tribulation.

Guest vocals from BRANDO Prod. Miklo
https://soundcloud.com/driedouteldr
https://soundcloud.com/burnwithbrando

lyrics:

IM EITHER

TRAPPED IN A PIT OF MY INDECISION OR FREE CLIMBING THIS MOUNTAIN OF DOUBT IN A FRIGID WINTER/

MY ICE BOX COLD HEART FROST-BITTEN/

AND YOUR LOVE WAS THE COAT THAT COVERED UP MY BLISTERS BENEATH THE STITCHING/

I WAS UP FOR 7 NIGHTS WITH BAD INTENTIONS/

I USED TO DOUBT ALL MY FRIENDSHIPS I NEVER DOUBTED YOU NOT ONCE AND I MEANT IT/

YOU GAVE ME MEANING IN A TIME I NEEDED HELP MAKING BREAKFAST/ 

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE MYSELF AND IN SPECIFIC ACCEPT IT/

I COULDNT SPEAK A WORD OF THIS LANGUAGE WE SPOKE THAT I CHERISH NOW MORE THAN EVER/

AND NO THATS NOT A PUN TO BE CLEVER NOTHING IS FUNNY NOW YOU NOT AROUND/

I KEEP THIS AWKWARD SMILE ON MY FACE THAT DOES IT JOB CONVINCING PEOPLE IM AROUND BUT NOT HERE MENTALLY/ SOMEWHERE STUCK BETWEEN THE BROKEN PIECES OF OUR EFFIGY/ SCULPTED WITH ENOUGH OF THE GOLDEN HOPE I HAD KEPT WITH ME/

CLUTCHING LIKE A FORCEPS/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING DOG SLEEPIN ON YOUR DOOR STEP/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING BODY WAITING FOR ITS TOE TAG IM SUICIDAL FIGHTING ALL THESE URGES OF A BODY BAG/

JUST A CONTEMPORARY NOMAD IM SO MAD FEEL LIKE A OLD MAN, PART ME OF DIED AND I GOT COLD HANDS AND KNOW THAT/

YOU WERE THE ONLY HOME IVE EVER KNOWN GREW UP THIS WAY BEEN ALL ALONE MY WHOLE LIFE/ 

REPERCUSSIONS OF LOSING YOU PLAGUING MY MIND IN THE NIGHT, WHEN I WRITE/

SAID GIVE IT TIME BUT HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THE PRICE? 



WORST DAY OF MY LIFE YOU LOST INTEREST

I DONT GET THIS, THE DAY YOU LEFT I AINT DISMISSED YET/

DEALING WITH EVERYTHING AT ONCE AND YOU GOT HIM, HEH?

PROMISED ME DIFFERENT WE AINT PERFECT BUT WHAT IS THAT? 

What is that?
Girl what is that?
Why you did that?
(Did me like that)

I still want you by my side/ I think you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

I still want you by my side, I know you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

Fukkit & Miklo - 7

Lyrics:

take this bedrock off my back/

y’all on my waist I ain’t rockin satchels

whole scene just flipped flopped like sandals/

back up,

I don’t wanna catch your cancer 

question

I already gave out answers, lessons 

I could not resist what my universe grants me/ 

You against me good odds ends badly/

Tragic, not really sarcastic as can be/

me against me is audacious as can be/ 

you not with me not my friends not my family/

i bust at you if I fail then it’s plan B/

get your homies to watch on your back like you planting y’all pussies is pink like salmon

I’m on ya tail like Raditz, I’m upping the ratchet and hitting that green like a racket/

I got a stick in my varsity jacket/

 I’m in the league while you still play for varsity nigga what happened I leave you abandoned critique and do damage I hurt you lil faggots go cry in your panic/ 

I get depressed for some time then I’m manic/

I got these bars but I used to do Xanax I’m up in the crib while you lie in your hammock I’ll tie that shit up while you sleeping and stab you/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

and it’s inefficient if ya bitch in the vip and she not sucking dick on command like/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

what happened

and you know it’s on sight if you don’t get me right dropping hits on demand nigga damn like/ 

like what happened/ 



thinking bout letting you breathe, while all on your knees, im diving like capital steeze, she spit out my nut like seeds, hoe blow like the breeze and I’m dropping til Fall when I leave/ 

I keep it up you just keep underneath/

Air it out in this bitch til she queef/ 

Y’all niggas ain’t with it y’all niggas is creeps/

You look like you just seen a ghost, 

I’m in a phantom go so fast you cant see it smoke but I bet you can smell when it go/ 

Y’all niggas not what you claim in your songs/ sing along like a birdie cmon/

cmon/

cmon/

that shit gon get you clipped like salon/

pass the stick then I dip like baton/

blowing gas it’s so loud like alarm/

FR[A]NCH (PROD. GHOST)

GUCCI ROTTEN (FEAT. ZOTIYAC) [PROD. BY DOWNTIME & KEADREAN]

Mixed by TheWildDutchman

Lyrics:

MY SOUND AGE LIKE WINE TO ME 

STOP WASTING MY TIME MAN HONESTLY

SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SHIT PROPERLY 

ITS CLEAR TO EVERYBODY IM THE GUY TO BEAT 

EARNED STRIPES BUT THEY HURT LIKE SCARS TO ME

NIGGAS STARTIN TO SOUND LIKE BRAUDS TO ME 

TRYNNA TALK LIKE A BITCH GO HEAD FOLLOW ME

ITS CLEAR YOU A FAN SO YOU STALKING ME



NIGGAS WANNA FIGHT TRY BLOCKING ME OR YA BODY END UP LYING CROSS THE STREET GET CAUGHT YOU AINT GETTING UP COMFORTABLY 

NO YOU NOT WHAT YOU CLAIM IN YOUR SONGS TO ME/

BITCH WANT SEE ME GOT GET YOUR GUY RIDDEN,

GOT JUICE LIKE SYNAGOGUE NOT KIDDING,

CREEPING UP MY SPINE CROSS ME LIKE FINISH,

BLOWING ON GREEN POP EYE LIKE SPINACH/ 

NOT GONNA LIE STYLE SO AUTHENTIC,

THATS WHY MY LIFESTYLE UNCUT AND UNRENDERED/ 

I GOT HOT LINES AND THEY BURN LIKE EMBER I SMOKE TWO G’S JUST TO MATCH MY SWEATER MY FACE MASK TIGHT BUT ITS NOT ALL LEATHER YOU SMELL DEAD SKIN THATS MY ENEMIES FEATHERS I DONT FEEL BAD KINDA BROUGHT ME PLEASURE/

SPITTING SICK LIKE IM UNDER THE WEATHER/ 

IM SO SELF CENTERED/

GET OFFENDED/

I JUST DESCENDED/

FROM THE HEAVENS/

I BROUGHT MY MESSAGE/

MIGHT AS WELL SEND IT/

TO ALL MY CRITICS/

STAY BEHEADED/ 

AND WHO YALL KIDDING/

LICK THE STAMP CAUSE YOU MUST BE TRIPPING/

SHE WANT FUCK BUT SHE DONT WANT MENTION/

CAUSE SHE DONT WANNA TALK BOUT BUSINESS ALL OVER HER TWITTER/ 

THIS AINT FOR BEGINNERS MY PENIS HER DINNER RAIN WHITE LIKE A WINTER SNOW STORM OUT IN DENVER/ 

I COME TO DELIVER YALL COME AND DISMISSAL/

RIDING HIGH LIKE A MISSILE I HIT YOU/ 

LOSING FRIENDS BY THE END OF MY PISTOL/ 

SAY GOODBYE BUT I KNOW THEY WONT MISS YOU/

LEAST THIS 38 SPECIAL GON KISS YOU/

SNUB NOSE CUTE HOW IT SNEEZE WHEN IT BLESS YOU/

Fukkit - To Me (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

LYRICS:

KUDOS TO THE REDDIT CRITICS 

SCREENSHOOTING MY OPINIONS

WHY YALL IN MY TWITTER MENTIONS

HAWK EYE I SEE YOU NIGGAS 

TREAT YO BAND JUST LIKE IM GRIFFITH

FUCK’EM PUT SIMPLE SIMPLY

LICK MY DICK AND SPIT MY KIDS UP

BITCH KNOW THAT MAGNUM FIT ME

GLOVE ON ME LIKE MICHEAL SO I,

BEAT IT BEAT IT/

GLOVE ON ME LIKE TYSON SO I PEEK A BOO THEN BEAT YOU BLEEDING/

SHE GON SWALLOW ALL MY FUCKING,

SEMEN SEMEN/

DONT GO SPEND YOUR HOURS ON THAT SNIPPET YOU SHOULD JUST DELETE IT/

POOL AROUND ME SO SHE LOOKING,

SQUEAMISH, SQUEAMISH/ 

I HAD TO COUNT SHEEP WHILE EVERYONE WAS OUT HERE FUCKING SLEEPING/ 

HOW MUCH DID I MAKE THATS JUST THIS,

EVENING, EVENING/

I DONT KNOW BOUT YOU BUT I BEEN PUZZLING THE MISSING PIECES/ 

NUMBERS LONG, WI-FI CODE, REMEMBER ME, THINK YOU WONT, MY DICK GO UP, AND DOWN HER THROAT, I HOP SKOTCH SKIP AND CATCH THIS FLOW/ 

YOU BITCH WANT KISS AND CATCH A COLD, I SPEAK AND SHE DO WHAT SHE TOLD, LICK MY SHIT, YOU NOT THAT BOLD/

I SQUEEZE OUT POP YOUR BROKEN BONES/

COME IN MY HOME, 

IM DOING YOU WRONG, 

THE UNDERGROUND ZONE,

I RULE IT AND ROAM,

YOU NOW IN A COMA,

SMELL THE AROMA OF ME AND ITS OVER,

YOU LOOKIN GREEN HOPE YOU LUCKY LIKE CLOVER, 

SWINGING MY FIST BUT IT FEEL LIKE A BOULDER/

RAMMING YOUR BITCH LIKE IM USING A SHOULDER/

AND I COME WIT THE GRIP LIKE A COBRA/

BREATHE

DANCE ON THE BEAT WIT MY TONGUE NOT MY FEET I GO OFF BY MY LONE WHY THE FUCK WOULD I FEAT YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT I SEE BUT YOU CANT CAUSE IM ME/

BUT I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL THE DEFEAT/ 

BY THE WAY WHAT I SPEAK IS SO TRUE ITS ON ME BY THE TIME THAT I SNEAK IN THE TIP OF MY PEAK/

ITS TOO LATE FOR YOU/ 

AINT NO SAVING YOU MIGHT AS WELL PAY FOR YOUR FUNERAL AND PRAY FOR YOU/

IM ESCAPING THE HELL THAT I MADE FOR YOU ITS LOOKING GOOD CAUSE I HARDLY COULD MAKE IT THROUGH NIGGAS GON SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE AND BREAK A FEW/ 

TAKE O2 FROM THE BRAIN WHEN I STRANGLE YOU/ 

CRIPPLE AND MANGLE YOU JUST CAUSE IM AIMED AT YOU/ 

ALL THEM CHAINS I COULD SEE THERES A SLAVE IN YOU/

Reddit (Prod. Y$57 & Disvstxr)

Feat:  https://soundcloud.com/pyrxciter
Prod: https://soundcloud.com/sirenistrash
Art:    https://soundcloud.com/pyrxciter
Mixed:
1.  https://soundcloud.com/t510
2. https://soundcloud.com/mr_tns
3. https://soundcloud.com/pyrxciter
4. https://soundcloud.com/hushinsilence

Fuck Forgiveness

+ Darktones Video +

Fuck Forgiveness Ft. PYRXCITER  Prod.$iren

lyrics:

NEW FANBASE REALLY LIKE HOW I FLOW SHIT 
OLD FANBASE WANT ME BACK ON THAT OLD SHIT 
SAY WHAT YOU WANT BUT YOU DONT REALLY KNOW SHIT
GIVE HER THAT MAGIC STICK SIPPIN MY POTION
IM ON HER SKIN LIKE A MOFUCKIN LOTION
BITCH PUSSY WET SO I SWIM IN THE OCEAN

YOU KNOW WHERE IM AT,
YOU KNOW WHERE I BE,
IM GETTIN THE JACK,
THE POT LIKE CHEESE,
WE ROCK ALL BLACK,
THEM SB SNEAKS,
THE LIMITED PACK,
 OFF-WHITE FLEECE,
AND LIMIT ALL CHAT,
WE NOT NO GEEKS,
IM BLOWIN ON PACK, 
AND NOT NOW PLEASE,
YOU KNOW YALL FLAT,
AND DONT GOT KEYS,
THE BOY GOT DRIVE,
THIS BITCH ON E/

WHERE YOU AT LAST WEEK,
TRYNNA BE LIKE ME, 
WHY YOU ACT LIKE ME,
BUT YOU NOT LIKE ME,
AND MY CHAIN ON PEE, 
TRYNNA BE LOWKEY,
RUN A TRAIN ON YO BITCH,
MAKE HER ASSHOLE BLEED/
THEY AINT HIGH LIKE ME,
CANT FLY LIKE ME,
AND IM IN MIA BLOWING L.A WEED/
BLEW A CHECK LAST WEEK ON SOME DEATHWORLD TEES/
KNOW YO ASS GO BROKE LIVIN LIFE LIKE ME/ 

TRIPLE X WITH THE BITCH SO SHE COULD LOOK AT ME LOVE HOW YOUR FOLLOWING THINK THEY COULD BULLY ME DONT WANNA KILL THEM BUT SOMETHING KEEP PUSHING ME/
ALL YOU CRITICS JUST KEEP ON SUCKIN ME/ 
REAL LONG DICK TIL SHE CANT EVEN STOMACH ME/
FUCKIN HER ONCE OR THE BITCH IS IN LOVE WITH ME/ UBER BEEN COMING BUT SHE WANNA CUDDLE ME/ AFTER I CUM DONT YOU DARE TRY TO HUG ON ME/


FLOW HAS CHANGED,
SO ENRAGED,
DONT ENGAGE,
OR YOU,
DIE ESTRANGED
BY MY RANGE
STILL THE SAME OLD YOU/
WHILE I,
CHANGED THE GAME,
HIGHER PLANE,
HIT A STAIN ON YOU,
TOOK YA LANE,
FUCK YA NAME,
ALL THEM LAMES ON YOU/ 
IS IT SURPRISE HOW I BEEN HERE FOR SO LONG/
YA BITCH RECEIVING I TOLD HER TO GO LONG/
SHE CALLING MY DICK LIKE A CELL PHONE
VEGAN BITCH EAT ME WITH JUST MY FUR COAT ON/ 

WHY YOU STILL TRYNNA FLEX ON ME/
MADE A LIST OF THE THREATS ON ME/
AINT A THING YOU CAN CHECK ON ME/
MIGHT AS WELL BLEED TO DEATH ON ME/ 
I DONT FUCK WITCHU S O Bs
BOUT MY BIDNESS LIKE LLCs,
ALL MY NUMBERS IS JUST OP,
ALL YA NUMBERS IS RNG,
ON MY DICK THEN COME FOLLOW ME,
YOU WOULD THINK THERES A LOT ON ME,
AND YOU RIGHT IMMA BALL ON ME/ 
A&R’s TRYNNA CALL ON ME/

Fukkit - Darts (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

SMOKING ON PURPLE LIKE LVL 3 ARMOR
YOU COULD KEEP THE ACT I DONT CARE FOR THE DRAMA TAKE HITS TO THE HEAD ON SOME BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA/ 
DISSING ME SEND THAT SHIT BACK PRONTO/
I GET IN HER THROAT LIKE IM CHECKING HER TONSIL
JUST DIGGING THE BONE LIKE A MOFUCKING FOSSIL/
COUNTER THE STRIKE IN COMBAT WITH MY HOSTILE/
GOT MORE BARS THAN A CASE WITH A LAWSUIT/
THINK IM THEY FATHER BUT THAT SHIT IS AWFUL/ THERES JUST NO EXPLANATION THATS PLAUSIBLE/ 
NIGGAS STILL WISH FOR THE GREEN LIKE COSMO/
WANT THE SMOKE TIL ITS HARSH LIKE FRONTO/ 
VIEW LOOKING GOOD FROM THIS SKY RISE CONDO/ 
AND I PLAY THE RAP GAME LIKE CONSOLES/ 

IM SO HIGH, I DONT KNOW WHERE THE TIME GOES,
IM SO FLY, I DONT CARE IF YOU LIE LOW,
IM SO FINE, I COULD FUCK ALL YOUR SIDE HOES/
THATS SOME SHIT YOU COULD SEE WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED/ 

HOLD UP,
WAIT/
IM FLEXIN BIG CHILLIN JUST COUNTING MY SKRILLA
NO DOUBT THAT IM KILLING YOU TALK ABOUT MUSIC WHILE STILL BUMPING SKRILLEX JUST STICK TO THE SHIT YOU MAKE UP AND CONCEAL IT/
I FEEL IT/
NO NOT REALLY NIGGA IM TOO UNFAMILIAR WITH WHO YOU CALL FAMILY I DONT SEE IT SADLY IM UPPING THE ANTE, 
THERE GO YOU LIL PUSSIES TRYNA RIDE UP MY ALLEY/ 
WHY YOU WANT HOW I SOUND SO BADLY/
PROBABLY CAUSE ALL YOUR SHIT SOUND BADLY/ 
WHY YOUR BITCH STEADY SOUND SO MANLY/
SIDE EFFECT OF THE BITCH SHE MARRIED/ 
TWO TWINS, AND THEY WEIGH BUT I CARRY/
TWO TIPS ON THE BLADE BUT I PARRY/
ALL MY ENEMIES STAY WHERE THEY BURIED/
ONLY PLACE THAT THEY SAFE WHILE IM STANDING/ 

PATH FINDING, NEED A ZIP HERE
STRAIGHT LINING, IS IT STILL CLEAR?
PING IT ILL FIND IT, BITCH ITS RIGHT THERE
DOUBLE TIMING SMOKE OUT THEN IM RIGHT HERE/ 
BUZZ QUICK BUT IT LAST LIKE LIGHTYEARS,
WHEN THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT WE FIGHT FAIR? 
BITCH I TOLD YOU ITS LOOKING LIKE MY YEAR/
IF YOU WANT IT THEN GET IT IM RIGHT HERE/

Fukkit - Pathfinder (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

SPOTIFY : https://open.spotify.com/album/04W7Ivs6gZa81dzfJLYmo6

HOP OUTTA BED, PUT 'EM IN DIRT.

YOU IS A FED, YOU GON GET MURKED.

WISHING YOU DEAD, PUT YOU IN HEARSE.

SOFT LIKE YOU TED, YOU IS THE WORST.

" NEVER BORN. "

UGLY BABY RECORDS.

MIXED BY BIG SLUT.

KULT FEATURE ALL UP IN THIS BITCH !

PUT 'EM IN DIRT { PROD. CYSTIC FIBROSIS } // @F_TSLUT

Deadpool (Prod. Jashin)

BLADE RUNNER (Prod. Alexander Lewis)

Lyrics:

Baby I’m on some new shit

I fucked you once you fell in love I had you fooled quick 

Stop

Baby I’m with a new bitch

Light as a feather brain’s clever ride it better from the top 



I got more shit, 

On the way now,

This aint lucky 

I don’t play around, nah



Baby lemme lay you down/

Applying pressure from the back just make that pussy pop/



On some hoe shit,

What they playing now? 

Play my old shit

For the same crowd, yah/ 



Dont give a fuck about what you say now/

I’m still your favorite rapper baby you can hear me when it drop/ 



This the only time I’ll make a hoe an anthem/

Pretty flaco, bitches love me cause I’m handsome/ 

Fucking on me ASAP, cause I matched one/ 

You still rocking what I bought you who is that from?

Call me Fukkit but not fuck cause I don’t have one/ 

Finna cop the Mini Uzi not a hand-gun/ 

I’m too grown to fuck around and try to stab some’n/

That sound like some shit I would do in my past son/ 



It’s a Drake on me, 

Look alike low key,

LAX they know we famous treat us like celebrities,

Mini-K’s on seats,

Bond James, coat clean/

I look crisper now that Kapital been editing my jeans/ 



Got that swag you can’t jack bitch 

Want my swag you can’t have this 

Imma stunt, Meg a savage/

She ride the dick like a stallion/

Fukkit - Anthem (Prod. Fony Wallace x KillJames x Fukkit)

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Fukkit - Darts (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

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