This is like when youre in middle school and you think its badass how they scream

But then when you grow up you realize he ruined the fucking song

JUPITER$ TYRADE would've been perfect on this song 😭

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(Verse1)

ABCDEF they done let a G off innis bitch
HIJKLM blowing Os dead opps off in my zip
We toat phantom clip banana clips I take to soul I grab it
Add it if he Problematic we pull out dem automatics
PQRSTU Like I’m in NY I reverse da V
Ima keep clicking until it’s on E if I him wit dis den his soul leaves with me
Wesson gone X out you know da piece
Y is you tripping bitch yk it’s beef
I’m inna back wit da blacked out bumping yak if I see a opp ima make em catch Z’zz

(Hook)

ARKAN SAS870 lil bitch
This one thing for show wherever you go toat dat fucking stick
They do fulla hatred outchea police play a part in it  
Get it how we live it boy this lifestyle be so fucking sick
X2

(Verse2)

i flag a opp nigga down like “AYE”
Stop allat running I pop out im coming dat choppa start gunning you can’t get away
Bullets start Humming a melody stick got a drum on it I’m tryna come let it play
We in da car wit bout 3 K’s
Hooded up nigga no KKK
Cutta gone cut like a Axe-
Clear out da block when it spray
ARKAN bring a new sound to dis shit boy I’m paving da way
This where this shit gone begin
Stop all da narrative we really getting it in
I’m from da sticks where we play wit dem sticks
Errybody got it errybody got sticks
Errybody got it errybody know dis
Free CEEKAY feds smd 

(Hook)

ARKAN SAS870 lil bitch
This one thing for show wherever you go toat dat fucking stick
They do fulla hatred outchea police play a part in it  
Get it how we live it boy this lifestyle be so fucking sick
X2

ARKANSAS #FREECEEKAY (Prod.@3quin.ox x @prod.cc)

Lil wayne spilled lean on my carpet (Prod. yxnglyz)

Designing Pipebombs (Prod. by IXXORTAL)

lyrics:

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami send them shots right at yo body we don't fall out we surrounding ’em
Bring the yellow tape
He ducking
Back that fronting shit or shut it
Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit
When I see him Imma bust ’em

Yea right
Keep your promises I know you wont on sight
End yo life
Only once I hear you begging for it twice
You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right come hot and ready like some rice

Face card not there I don't even wanna care I cant stand everybody everywhere that's how I feel
Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal
Every day I'm living that's another day of cheap thrills, drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill
Kill yourself once heal
Kill yourself twice for real
I cant stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils
Ya whole entire clique in fear
If you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career
Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic paint a picture wit this static
The talent they cant handle
The bars that leave ’em panicking and scrambling for some ammo while I'm hidden in the shadows
Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill while he stalking in the dead of night
Just as an example
I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning latest scandal, raid your house and kill your family accidentally go to court and get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle

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5. Fly (On the Wall)

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

6. Flashbang

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)

MP5K (Prod. Jadeci)

lyrics:

HOLD ON ONE MORE TIME REPEAT THAT SHIT LIKE WHAT YOU SAID?
MAKING CHEESE AND GOING HAM A NIGGA GETTING BREAD/ 
HOW HE STILL SO SKINNY WHEN YOU KNOW IM GETTING FED/ 
BITCHES ALL UP ON ME AND THEY HUMPING ON MY LEG/
THIS SHIT IS JUST BUSINESS WHAT ABOUT MAN YOU A FED/ 
MIND YOUR OWN LIL BUSINESS YOU DONT GOT NONE? OH I FEEL/ 
I DONT LIKE HER THAT MUCH TOLD THE BITCH JUST GIMME HEAD/ 
AINT NO W.E ITS NO YOU AND ME DONT GET UPSET/

PULLING UP THEN PUSHING OFF WE EMPTY OUT THE BOULEVARD IM HITTING EVERYONE INVOLVED AND DROPPING BODIES IN THE CAR I LET THE BULLET DO THE TALK THEN PARAMEDIC DO THE WALK THEY SEND YOUR BODY SOMEWHERE FAR I LOVE TO SEE THEM DEAD AND GONE/ 

YA MY CHAIN FLAUNT/
YA MY SAME SONG/
YA MY PAIN DARK/
YOU AINT CAME FAR/
YOU AINT SAYING NONE/
AND BITCH I SAY WASSUP I BLOW A BLUNT UP IN THE CUT I TOLD THEM NIGGAS WHATCHU ON?/ 

PROPHETIC,
MY LINES PROPHETIC,
WATCH ME FLEX LIKE CALISTHENICS/
IM MOVING WHILE YOU STANDING AT YO CHEST JUST LIKE A PENDANT/
IM UP IT WHILE YOU STANDARD I SUGGEST YOU MIND YOUR MANNERS, OR END UP NO APPENDAGE/ IM TOO FOCUSED WHILE YOU FAMISHED SAVE YOURSELF OR GET EMBARRASSED/ 
I DO MORE THAN MICRO-MANAGE I MAKE BARS GO HAND AND HANDING
ME THE TITLE WASNT GRANTED HAD TO STEAL IT LIKE A BANDIT/
IM IN THIS BITCH AND NOW YOU UNDERSTAND IT/

Fukkit - Repeat (Prod. DiRT)

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)

Basher (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

False Start (Prod. Dutchman)

MK (Prod. Fukkit & Y$57)

DC Sniper

Susano III (Prod. Jadeci)

GIDDY UP! w/ TrippyThaKid (fixed)(Prod. ZCR)

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