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

Fukkit & Dutchman - Gadget

LYRICS:

YEA,
YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX, YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON' DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

I KILL MYSELF CAUSE MY DEATHWISH LINGER THAT SHIT GON DEPRESS ME, UPSET SHIT YA/ 

WANNA SEE CIVIL UNREST SHIT, YA/

THROWING THAT TEA IN YO EX BITCH YA/ 

THROW ME THAT NECK LIKE A BAD BITCH INSTAGRAM TWITTER YOUR ONLY INVESTMENTS YA/

I KEEP MY MIND ON THE NEXT SHIT YA/

EVERYTHING BIGGER LIKE TEXAS YA/ 

DIME IN YO BLUNT IS BOUT 10 CENTS READIN YO MIND WHILE I FINISH YO SENTENCE YA/ 

YOU LIL NIGGAS PRETEND SHIT INTERNET FLEXIN ALL TALK IN MY MENTIONS YA/

DEAD IN THE WATER LIKE FREE WILLY HE STOLE MY FLOW SO IM MAKING HIM LOOK SILLY/ 

BACK WITH THAT CANCER EXTENSION YEA/

CONNECT IT INSIDE YOU LIKE TETRIS YA/

YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

SAY LESS WIT THEM DEATH THREATS, YALL BOUT TO GET YA SHIT LICKED LIKE A FRENCH KISS ‘MEMBER I SAID THIS/ 

RED ALL AROUND ME LIKE SATAN’S APPRENTICE/ 

I UPLOAD MY BLUNT AND ITS DATPIFF/ 

YOU AINT MY FRIEND BUT YO BITCH ON MY GUESTLIST,

IM THINKING BOUT TESTIN OUR FRIENDSHIP/ 

DALE YA TU SABE I GOT GAS INSIDE MY RENTAL WHIP/

THIS 9 AINT COSMETIC CATCH A HOLLOW TIP/ 

ILL LEAVE YOU ALL BLOODY LIKE PERIOD, 

NIGGA YOU AINT HEARING IT IM FAST LIKE FURIOUS/

HE TRYNNA HIT THE RACE SO HE CLEARING IT IM SPRAYIN AT HIS WINDOW BULLETS STUCK IN THE INTERIOR/

HIGH ENOUGH WHERE EVERYONE INFERIOR,

GOT THE FIRST 3 SO A NIGGA IN YO AREA/ 

HACKED UP, DROPPING ALL THESE BOMBS LIKE SYRIA/

BASHED UP, MALLET TO YO BRAIN FUCK HEALIN’EM/

Spotify

1. Yeah

lyrics:

.45 STAND TALL LEAVE YA ASS 6 FEET

SHORT NIGGA DIE LONG SHOULD'VE NEVER DISSED ME/

GOOGLE CHROME THAT USERNAME,

AND CHECK MY FUCKING HISTORY/

GUARANTEED YOU SENDING SHOTS I GUARANTEE THEY MISS ME/

NIGGAS TRYNNA COOK BEEF IM HUNGRY FOR THAT MINCEMEAT I KEEP A CANNON ON ME PERFECT PICTURE WHEN YO SHIP SINK/ 

HOPE THAT MAKE IT CLICK FOR YOU AINT NO NEED FOR CLICK-BAIT I KNOW IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO PROMO ALL THEM MISS-TAKES/

DAMN THAT WAS A MISTAKE, I REALLY MEANT YO MIXTAPE/

SHE GON GIMME NOGGIN WHILE I AUTOGRAPH HER TITS, FACE/

FLOW LIKE WATER FALL IT ALWAYS SPILLS INTO ITS FIXED SHAPE/

I MIGHT NEED A SKI MASK CAUSE IM TAKING ALL YO SHIT AWAY/



WHATS THAT UP MY SLEEVES/

DISILLUSION AND CONFUSION/

DEATH GRIPS ON MY KNEES/

DONT BE STUPID KEEP IT MOVING/ 

HUT CADET AT EASE/

MY WHOLE FANBASE LIKE A UNIT/ 

TRIGGER PULL THEN SQUEEZE/

BLOODY PULP ALL NATURAL JUICING/ 

SLIDE ON YOU LIKE ROLLER SKATES THATS CUT UP ICE YO ROLLIE FAKE I MEMORIZE YOUR LICENSE PLATE HAVE INTEL LOCATE YOUR ESTATE/ 

WHERE YO FAMILY STAY/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

WHILE I DEMONSTRATE/

THIS WHOLE TORTURE CHAMBER/

BOUNDED TO YOUR FAMILY CIRCLE TRIANGULATE ALL EMOTION LOCKED YO CAP LIKE KEYBOARD FROZEN STOP YOU IN THEM TRACKS YOU POSTED/ 

THATS YO FAMILYS FATE/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

BOY YOU BANTAMWEIGHT, 

DISAPPEAR LIKE PHANTOMS AYE/

3. Mincemeat

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

5. Fly (On the Wall)

STREAM / DOWNLOAD:

BAMBI:
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HOUNDS
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ZOTiYAC:
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@zotiyac

92.50! w/ ZOTiYAC [Prod. HOUNDS]

Lyrics Below (Mixed by twitter: @zcrmadeit)

Mass destruction 
I rain death on my enemies 

Save yo breathe 
Don’t give a fuck 
What you telling me 

Catch em lackin
Now that boy is an
Entity 

Perfect cell 
I drain yo body 
Of energy 

Ya 

bullet rain’ll hit you 
Then I send a missile

Boy why is u laughing 
We ain’t kidding with you 

Guess you probably took 
Me for a different nigga 

Said that I would spare 
You but I didn’t nigga 

Kami I’m outta my mind 
If I want you dead 
I take heads
I don’t waste no time 

They say that I’m outta line 
I don’t give a damn 
I still spaz ima take
Yo life 

Fully addressing 
The issue 
Gun to his face 
So the bullets won’t 
Miss you aye

Straight to the point like 
A pencil/yo name on 
A shirt like some merch 
Once we kill you aye 

Don't hand me your baby
I'll drop that lil nigga
it's 8 in the morning bitch
why is you yelling
yo make up look shitty 
you musty I smell it 
you fucked on my bro cause 
you thought I'd be jealous

To be honest got no regard
for a human suck my dick
or shut the fuck up cause
you stupid, conversation benefit
nothing it's useless, talking
tough don't say you gone kill me
just do it !

She don't fuck with her
boyfriend he ball in the
D-league she say my dick 
game is elite, she go outta
her way everyday just to see me
I think the sex got her tweaking

If I call up her phone for the cheeks 
she like ME ME, her only goal
is to please me, her man writing her
letters his text get the delete
that's why his imessage green green.

His own life he ending
Boy call him a medic 
I blow of his arm 
No he flex with prosthetic 

My shooters athletic 
They hopping yo fences 
That strap drill a hole 
In his face like a dentist 

I’m Dennis the menace 
Macaulay no culkin
The blade cut him open 
His organs exposed 
& I’m laughing about it 
Outside of his home 
His bitch grip on my dick 
Like a brand new pistola

Chorus

Watching Adult Swim
face of a zombie toonami
is on and I'm high it's after
12 I just rolled me a couple
of joints and a nigga is totally
fried 

3 hoes in my bed and they giving
me neck and they look like
the bitches from totally spies
you don't want smoke cause my niggas
they shoot and you and yo crew could
like totally die.

BULLET RAIN+

BULLET RAIN+ (Prod. ZCR)

Fukkit - Multiply (Prod. Spyrosocold)

Fukkit - Aura (feat. Kamiyada+) [Prod. Y$57]

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eLwMxUM3sk

lyrics: 

Flipping the finger like tricks on a Tech Deck
We blowing L's and it's not been a set back
I turn your hood to a crime scene, step back
Shoot
Wet that, ooh
Pussy look just like color of Majin Buu
Pushing her buttons seeing what it do
I got a bitch in Cali, Malibu
She dropping the top the coupe ain't got no roof

Can't fuck with these niggas to tell u the truth
I lied to the judge man I told him a spoof
Just did that boy dirty it's back to my roots
These rappers too sweet just a bag of some fruits
They know I'm the one, 
I'm holding a deuce,
They talk all the time,
It's just an excuse
This bitch on my line
She like how I move
I'm doing my dance
I'm hitting my groove

If it ain't money don't talk to me
You ain't a 100 can't walk with me
Bout to go pop they still rock with me
Ok
That's why these rappers can't fuck with me
That's they these rappers can't--
That's why these niggas aint stopping me 

Bad lil bitch and she came from Dominican Republic
First gimme head then I end up in her stomach 
I'm in the strip club throwing out your budget
We getting drunk throwing up in abundance 
FN ain't safe when it spit or it stutters 
Straight to the safe only taking home hundreds
Game is on lock down bitch we ain't budging 
This aint no stickball know you aint clutching 
That's ya main bitch? Man I know yall aint fucking
Shooting out the window man I caught him while im dumping
Okay, okay
Smoke a lil purp while I get a lil pump in
Know your bitch a bird so I gave her a lil stuffing 
Shooting out the Uber man you know I been bussin'
Bitch suck the dick I dont wanna hear fussing
The nina is Spanish, the AK Russian
The clip is bananas I do what yall doesn't
It's fuck the police bitch you know I ain't cuffing 

If it ain't money don't talk to me
You ain't a 100 can't walk with me
Bout to go pop they still rock with me
Ok
That's why these rappers can't fuck with me
That's they these rappers can't--
That's why these niggas aint stopping me

Fukkit - Tech Deck (Prod. Eliii3 I's) *video & lyrics in desc*

Fukkit - Used To (Prod. Ambush)

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