Fukkit

must've been high / hit a lick

ZOTiYAC - GLOCK40 (PROD. H E A L) **LEAK**

No Witness - Kamiyada X Fukkit X BAMBI X Quinn X Original God X Brando Prod Blvc Svnd

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Yi9TzaBxPM

[Verse 1: Kamiyada]
Mind off the acid, the flow analytical
Fucking with me then the damage is critical
Midnight the set, we the ones who will finish you
Talk on our gang and I promise we killing you, fuck
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh

[Verse 2: Fukkit]
Walk on the street and I'm scratching my nutsack
Chopper go damn, my chain carry slugs
And I'm smoking, I feel like Kid Cud, huh
Hitting that Ricky run outside the club, look
Why you so headass? Fam, nigga, deadass
Say you wanna fade me then go to the address
Cutting his throat, he gon' need of a medic
I cleared my objective, your hoe shit pathetic, I said that
Unleashing the beast while I'm squeezing your niece
She gon get on her knees, do the twist with no teeth
Put the blunt on the leaf and the party is kief
I'm chief like a seminal, screaming and screech
Squad hit the preach at the entry and flee, look
Damage is critical, dying to see, look
My animals ridiscule, fuck do you mean?
I'mma see why I smashed on the scene like it's weak

[Verse 3: Bambi]
Gucci flip flop, lean drop on my way
Skrt skrt skrt by the clout to the highway
Bend her, flip her over, then I fuck that bitch sideways
Feeling in my eyes [?]
Sip lean, pink weed, pop xans, not me
Acid, molly, flip with the candy
Smoke ass, green cheese, little deer Bambi
I fucked Mandy, hip hop Randy
Your hoe, she know, suck dick, deepthroat
She won't say none, don't start screech, oh
Wrist never froze, don't feed my ego
Everywhere you go, let me VLONE
Skrr, skrr, skrrrrrr

[Verse 4: Ghostie]
Speak to me, you are not a nigga that I'm tryna be
Go time is the fucking time for me
Lamb on the waist like I gotta be
I am in her ass like sodomy
Taking over shit, no monopoly
Give me a port, I don't smoke no weed
You sound hella weak like a Togepi
African-American from Maryland, home of the Terrapins
Constantly scaring your fans, thanks
You called me and calling your bluff because we all in similar lane
Brace low, track off the long neck
Musically talented, no doubt about it
[?]
Do his family even know he is a dropout
6 foot 1 and I still grab the loud out, pussy

[Verse 5: Original God]
Blvc Svnd studio, but they're no groupie hoes
Ugly white bitch looking like a spooky ghost
Man, that shit was wack, I just need some pack
'Cause I'm off the tab and I'm coming down real bad
I do not know how to spit unless talking saliva when I feel like shit
Wake up, bitches, and black no emotions
And we pouring the potions, I feel like a witch
I put a curse on your entire clique
Looking like taste buds with basic ass tits
That's why you literally a walking lick
Shadow the Hedgehog, we run it up quick

[Verse 6: Brando]
I'm in LA and I'm living my way
I'm in the pit and I'm swinging away
I chop you down if you get in my way
Fold you in half like it's Cirque de Soleil
Like I am Predator, aim with the beam
Pull up, get wet just like it's a wet dream
Straight out the jungle, got jaws on my gun
That was a lie, but just say that for fun
That's why I treat you niggas like you dumb
Don't even know what's rolling off your tongue
That's why I treat you niggas like you dumb
Don't even know what's rolling off your tongue
Aye, yeah, you fucking dumb
Yeah, yeah, you fucking dumb
Yeah, yeah, you fucking dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb bitch

No Witness - Kamiyada+ X Fukkit X BAMBI X Quinn X Original God X Brando (Prod. Blvc Svnd)

lyrics:

STEP IN MY VICINITY FUCK AWAY YOUR VIRGINITY OFF THE TOP LIKE A KENNEDY DEADLY IF IM YOUR ENEMY PUSH ME/ 

I GUESS YALL NIGGAS REALLY WANNA SEE WHAT IT COULD BE, AND THE GLOCK GOT A DICK WATCH HOW IT MAKE YOU A PUSSY/ 

LOOKING OUT FOR THE TARGET I GOTTA SPOTTER YOU CAUGHT UP WITHOUT A DOLLAR INSIDE YO WALLET IM ON IT I GOT IT/

WHY THE FUCK IS YOU RUSHING ME WHILE YOUR PEOPLE ARE STALLING LOOKING RETARDED BUT THEY IN COLLEGE MY GOD ITS IRONIC/



GOT THE SPEED LIKE SONIC/

ITS WHATEVER YO GOTTI I KEEP THE PIECE LIKE GHANDI/ 

WHILE THEY TRYNNA COME FIND ME IS WHEN I CREEP UP BEHIND’EM AND WHERE MY PAIN IS CONFINED IN MY PEACE OF MIND CANT FIND IT/ 

SMOKING GAS HIGH MILEAGE/ 

NIGGAS SOFT IM SOLID/ 

DOING PRESS UPS AT THE GYM BUT YOU CANT FLEX HARD BODY/ 

THANK ME LATER MOTHERFUCKER CAUSE I AINT DONE SORRY/ 

AND I NEED IT ASAP NO BARI OR CARTI/ 

GUARANTEED I WANT THE SMOKE R.I.P BOB MARLEY/ 

CAMERAMAN GON HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IT LOOK LIKE MAURY WHEN I ENTER YOUR RESIDENTIAL IN THE HOUSE LIKE COREY/ 

ITS ALL THE SAME OLD STORY AND MATTER FACT YALL BORING ME IMMA KILL IT:

EVERY TIME I DO IT THATS ANOTHER WAVE THAT I INFLUENCE THEY GO AND PURSUE IT NOW YOUR FAVORITE RAPPER IS MY STUDENT SMART ENOUGH TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU DO IS LOOKING FOOLISH WHEN COMPARED TO ME WHICH WHY WOULD THEY I THINK ITS SO AMUSING/ 



BITCH BACK BACK WIT A ROUNDHOUSE SMOKING ON SOME SHIT THAT MAKE YOU THINK YOU WIT A LOUDMOUTH/ 

WHY I GOT THE SAUCE LIKE SAURKRAUT,

YOU NIGGAS AINT BALLIN LESS YA SNEAKERS JUST LIKE BOW WOWS/ 

ALL APART THE SYSTEM OF A DAMNED DOWN YOU GON FEEL THE BULLET FOR YOU RECOGNIZE THE DAMN SOUND/

AND I SHOOT IT LONG RANGE BROAD DAY SO IM MAKING SURE WE SEE IT PAN OUT MAN DOWN/ 



I GOT A HOBBY, 

COLLECTING BODIES,

IM SENDING THEM SHOTS AT YO SHAWTY WIT KAMI MY TOMMY GOT TIMING MY DICK LONG AS RAMEN/

SHE DO WHAT I SAY SO LIKE SIMON/ X2



Vicinity of Obscenity hook

Fukkit - Vicinity (Prod. Y$57)

@drownmili / @999drownmili
prod. @fuckpurp mixed. @doctahjuice

kick in yo door (prod. purpdogg)

Get Lost (feat. ZOTiYAC)

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

Spotify

6. Flashbang

Produced by Stimachine

Background:

Setting takes place in a somewhat distant cyberpunkesque dystopian-future, specifically the nightclub area of a high class space ship strolling through a previously unknown galaxy, (near Andromeda) when suddenly the ship is attacked by rugged and unidentifiable Space Pirates. 

lyrics:

Fukkit:

I'M IN THE VIP SECTION THE CABIN DROP PRESSURE WE 300 MILES UP IN A BRAND NEW TESLA/

THE CLUB WAS IMPRESSIVE TIL SHIT GOT HECTIC/

SHIPS IN A WRECKAGE/

CAPTAIN IN DISTRESS AS HE LEFT US THE MESSAGE/

REMAIN CALM/

PARTYGOERS STRIPPIN TO THE SOUND OF THE ALARM SNIFFING BLOW LIKE A BOMB COCAINE IN HER BRA GETTING HIGHER THAN THE SKY IRONIC IN A FREE FALL/ 

MIND RACE AGAINST TIME, PACING GUESS WHY/

I DONT KNOW BOUT ANYBODY ELSE BUT IM IN LINE/

ESCAPE PODS VACANT/ 

PEEK OVER MY SHOULDER AND THE CROWD STILL PATIENT/

I DONT GOTTA SAY SHIT/



WE DYING IN A SPACE SHIP,

FLAME IN THE MAIN DECK,

UPLOADING MY CONSCIENCE BRAIN BODY GETS WASTED RIGHT CLICK, REPLACE, AND SAVE THEN REARRANGE IT WHERE EVERYBODY NAMELESS, AIMLESS, MADE BASIC/ 



STILL KEEP A GLOCK BY THE BED,

BUT NOW IT COME EQUIPPED WIT A LASER INSTEAD WHICH IS WHAT I LIKE BEST/ 

IT BURN THROUGH YOUR CHEST TIL THE SHAPE GETS PRESSED TO YOUR SKIN LIKE A SKETCH/ 

GET VEXED, 

CONFUSED, THEN DEPRESSED LIKE YA EX AFTER SEX FUCK AWAY LIKE A PEST IM THE BEST NO QUEST/

IN LIKE THE OPPOSITE OF OUT, JUST BOUGHT THESE NEW ANTIGRAVITY BOOTS FOR THE CLOUT/ 

YOU A SUIT SO GET OUT/

DEDUCE YOUR AMOUNT, 

THROUGH A CHIP, THATS IMPLANTED IN MY SCALP, WHAT ABOUT/

I BREATHE UNDERWATER LIKE A TROUT/

THAT BIG BLUE BALL WIT NO LEAVES AND NO SEEDS IN THE DROUGHT/ 

THATS RIGHT,

EARTH GOT A NEW NICKNAME SINCE WE TREATED GLOBAL WARMING LIKE A DAMN KIDS GAME:

PLANET 3-2-J-6-4-9-A

YES, EVERYBODY THERE IS EITHER POOR OR NOT THE SAME/ 



SABINO:

Transportation to our Destination now is out of question/ as the thrusters shut down now they feeling full dissension/ keep it cool pointless running toward an exit/ accept it/ calculate your state of panic through my specs augmented/ Not to mention the Co2 rising/ fucker keep it silent didn’t wanna show the violence/ but this holo-knife keep whining/ and I’m clearly fucking tired of it/ back of his head didn’t wanna show this side of him/ yet he knows the time is close he moves out the cabin just to go/ laser lights keep passing him/ still he knows the time is close remember the goal yeah he’s ready to go/ 



BRANDO:

YEAH IM READY TO GO I GOT BOMBS ON MY BODY BITCH IM READY TO BLOW/



(Sabino)

Keep it under control itd be best they don’t know just let the plans unfold/ 



BRANDO:

I GOT CANNONS ON MY NECK JUST LIKE IM PREDATOR BRO, IMMA HIT THE FUCKING LOBBY IMMA LET THIS SHIT GO 



(Sabino)

 Bro, I heard first time make sure it goes right   

But now In hindsight I think we left the plasma grenades/ 



BRANDO:

ZERO G ENERGY LEAKS INTO THE LOBBY.

BODIES BENDING BACK LIKE PILATES.

ITS OBVI THAT ALL YA OPTIONS AINT POPPIN.

RAISING THE PRESSURE VESSELS GET POPPING.

NOW I POP A BEAN LIKE JANEMBA.

DEAD SPACE FEEL COLD JUST LIKE DECEMBA.

REMOTE CONTROL ABORTION CODE’S A NO-GO

LET IT BLOW, THEN POSE FOR THE PHOTOS.

I GOT BROS, WE ALL BEARING LOGOS

HOPPED OUT THE FOUR DOOR, LIKE CODE LYOKO.

BITCH I AM LOCO. HOWLING LIKE LOBO.

I DONT GIVE NO FUCKS, I WONT FOLD BRO.

32-J (ft. Sabino & Brando) [Prod. Stimachine]

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]

Kansas City, Missouri x Belmar, NJ
Instagram: www.instagram.com/cultrcandy/

Zotiyac
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/zotiyac
Instagram: www.instagram.com/zotiyac

Trap Tree
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/traptree
Instagram: www.instagram.com/traptree

Mixed: www.instagram.com/traptree
Mastered: www.instagram.com/desertpark

Artwork: www.instagram.com/levitate.mp3

Show You Hell

Zotiyac - SHOW YOU HELL •‡Prod. TrapTree‡•

Wanna Go? (To a Rave) [Prod. MKULTRA]

one eyed king 👁‍🗨

Lyrics

Kay P
i’m a young god i might fuck on ya momma
bad spanish shorty up in my casa
feel like i’m marley i smoke like a rasta
pull up wit a chopper i’m like tachanka
i spent yo rent, just on some simmons
ya bitch wanna fuck me i am not wit it
just want the top give her back when i’m finished
they think i’m master p i got no limit
i hit yo ho break the box like crash bandicoot
he want a verse from me i’m not a fan of you
i eat the track i’m a beast i’m a animal
killing these niggas i feel like i’m hannibal
they think i’m crazy sometimes i’m a bad man
you know i got dat big drip like the kraken
walk in the club my pockets got racks in it, i might spend it all on a lap dance
huh
i could care less bout a bitch i need luggage
chasin a bag cause i came up from nothing
don’t want yo thot i got hoes in abundance
you a clown nigga you like a muppet
she want this dick ye, i tell her suck it
came wit a stick ye, who you mean muggin?
step on my kicks boy you might get hit boy ain’t no one better than shiva and fukkit hmm

Fukkit 
AC-DC BITCH YOU KNOW THAT BEAT ROCK/
THESE NIGGAS STAY RAPPIN BOUT SHIT THEY DONT GOT/ 
I MEASURE MY DICK WIT THE THROAT OF YO THOT/
THEY SAY THEY GON KILL ME BUT THATS ON XBOX/
THIS SHIT IS TOO EASY I SWEAR THEY SOME BOTS/
IM BUILDING MY BRAND ON YO MOFUCKING BLOCK/
YOU DONT SEE THE SIGNS BUT YO ASS FINNA STOP/ 
I PUT THE STICK ON 12 LIKE A CLOCK/
BITCH WANNA KICK IT BUT STILL IN SOME CROCS/
YOU DREAD IT BUT IM ON YO HEAD LIKE A LOCK/
I COOK UP THE DOPE WHILE IM SMOKING ON POT/
HE SAY HE WANT STATIC UNTIL HE GET SHOCKED/
OR HE MIGHT GET SHOT/
DONT QUESTION ME I DONT GOT SHIT FOR YOU OPPS/ 
YOU CANNOT JUST WALK IN ITS LIKE FORT KNOCKS/
WE CARRY TWO THREES BUT THAT FOUR STAY COCKED/
AYE KAY P JUST HAND ME THAT BUTT HOOK STOCK/
IM ON THE PROWL LIKE AN ANIMAL WATCH,
STALKING MY PREY LIKE A CANNIBAL CROSS,
ME YOU GET SENT WHERE YOU CAME IN A TOSS,
DONT GOT A JOB BUT I STILL BEEN THE BOSS/
BOY DONT FLEX, YOU SHOPPING AT ROSS/
SECOND I START, THEN EVERYONE PAUSE/
SHE CALL ME A DOG, BUT PLAY WIT MY PAWS/
I GIVE HER A BONE, SHE GIMME APPLAUSE/

KAY P X FUKKIT - MEAN MUGG (PROD. D I R T)

CROW LIFE, ROTTEN WORLD (FEAT. ZOTIYAC) [PROD. BY SHRUB]

Fukkit & Brando - Buffalo (Prod. Banrisk)

The Killing Joke feat. Sabino (Prod. ZCR)

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Am just a guy who games for fun 



I'm the Thinker now 🤓☝️

Fukkit & Brando - Buffalo (Prod. Banrisk)

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