BILLY MAYS [MIXED]

ZOTiYAC – Crash Dummy Prod. Fla.mingo

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

lyrics:

STAY IN YO HOUSE/ BITCH DONT COME OUT/ GIMME YO CLOUT SLAP THE FUCK OUT YO MOUTH/ YOU AINT GON SAY WHAT I DO NOT ALLOW/ SEE ME BOW DOWN WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN NOW/ NOT UNTOUCHABLE, Y'ALL LIL PUPPETS I'M SMUG AT YOU LUNCHABLES, NOT NO MORE THAN SOME CHILDREN FOOD COMFORTABLE, WITH YOURSELF IT'S HILARIOUS/ IT'S HILARIOUS, SERIOUSLY/ 

OUT OF BODY TRYNA EXPERIENCE ME WHILE THEY LIVE A LIE I DIE VICARIOUSLY IT'S AMAZING AINT IT NOW ITS FURIOUS ME SINCE A CHILD I WAS DEEMED A CURIOUS SEED/ 

BACK UP, BACK UP, SIT DOWN, STAND UP,
BEATING YO FACE WHILE I LAUGH AIN'T NO STAND UP/ 
MAYDAY, MAYDAY, IT'S RAINING ON PAYDAY MY NET WORTH INCREASE THEN MY EGO INFLATE AYE/

I RUN UP MY CHECK YO BITCH RUN UP THE NECK WHILE I'M LEANING NOW GIMME RESPECT/ 
IT'S SO COLD ON MY FLESH YOU CAN'T FEEL NOTHING LEFT SAY I'M WRONG RIGHT AWAY GET CORRECT/ 
SEMI AUTO SEND HOLLOWS AT GOGGLES HE NOT GOING MANO TO MANO NO ABLO/ MEXICANO BRAVADO I SQUABBLE WIT NIGGAS I GRAB BY THE HEAD AND EL CHAPO/ 

KILL YOURSELF,  YOU TALKING BOUT ME YOU SHOULD HEAR YOURSELF/ 
I KNOW YOU A PUSSY CANT HEAL YASELF/ VICE VERSA THE ROOKIE AINT FEELIN WELL KNOW IM ON EARTH BUT I FEEL IN HELL/ 
CANNOT ESCAPE, NEVER UNCHAINED, LOCKED ME AWAY HID THE KEY IN THE SAFE/

BREAK AWAY/ 

BEAT MY ASS TIL I GET IT RIGHT/
THOUGHT YOU KNEW ME YOU AINT KNOW THAT I AINT SCARED TO DIE/ 
IF HE WANNA SELL HIS SOUL THEN TELL'EM NAME A PRICE/ HE A GOOD TALKER BUT HE AINT NO GOOD FIGHT/ 
HE A GUN TOTER, BUT HE AINT GON TAKE A LIFE/ 
SAID THAT HIS DADDY FROM THE STREETS HE USED TO WORK THE LIGHT/ 
GOT OUTTA PRISON WATCHED HIM STAB HIS BROTHER WITH A KNIFE/ 
I LOOK HIM DEAD INSIDE THE EYES HE SEE THE AFTERLIFE/
I KNOW YOU NOT YO DADDY SO YOU FINNA DIE TONIGHT/ 

SAY YOUR PRAYERS CAUSE YOU'LL NEED'EM/ STANDING TALLER UNDEFEATED/ 

BURYING THE OPPOSITION.
1 BY 1.

EL CHOP (PROD. UNKNOWN & UNAVAILABLE)

YO ROOF FT GIZMO & KAMIYADA (PROD BY BLVC SVND)

mixed by chris vayle

lyrics:

I GREW UP WITH A SENSE OF MYSELF/
THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND THEM/ 
HOW MY WORDS BOUT TO SLICE'EM SO THIN LIKE THEY TRYNNA CUT WEIGHT ON THEY WAY TO THE GYM/
TRAINING DAY BUT THEY SIT BY THE BENCH/ SPOT A NIGGA SHIT GETTING SUSPENSEFUL/ TEACHING SOMETHING THE MOMENT I TEST YOU ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE JUST USING A PENCIL/
TANGO DOWN CAUSE HE MOVED IN MY RADIUS STOP ALL THAT PLAYING SHIT TURN OFF YO CONSOLE UNPLUG YO PLAYSTATION BITCH/ BY THE WAY THIS IS JUST GETTING STARTED IM OFFA BLUE PILL SO PLUG ME INTO MATRIX TANK/
STILL THEY WANNA SAY DEM IS SIMILAR HEARING YOUR STYLES SOUND OFTLY FAMILIAR/ WHY THEY WANT COPY ME THEN CLAIM ORIGINAL  PROVES THAT THEIR FUCKING DELIRIOUS/ 
AND YO LIL SISTER BI-CURIOUS LAUGH IT OFF QUICK WHILE I LOOK AT YOU SERIOUS/ BITCH I HIT LICKS AND IM CLEARING'EM I AM THE ONE AINT NO OTHER SINCERELY HIM/ 
COVER YOUR FACE LIKE KENNY,
MOST OF THESE RAPPERS JUST FACE LIKE PENNIES/ I GOT A WHITE REDHEAD LIKE WENDY, WHILE MOST OF THESE CLIQUES LIKE ED, EDD, EDDY/ 
I HOLD THE BURNER AND BLAST TIGHT STEADY/ 
RUNNING THE FOREST I FUCKS ON JENNY/
I GOT THE WOP AND 1 EYE ON FETTY,
DONT CARE BOUT THE GUAP OR YOUR IPHONE SILLY/ 
IM CHILLING WITH DEATH LIKE BILLY IM POINTING THE BEAM AINT NO FLASHLIGHT JIMMY/ 
WATCH THESE LIL NIGGAS GET PETTY I PROMISE MY JOB IS TO EMPTY ON PLENTY/

FORMULA BITE MINE HEAVY/
I MAKE SURE HIS BLOODLINE ENDING/
I MAKE SURE MY LIMELIGHT READY FOR QUALITY FILMING THIS PUBLIC BEHEADING/ 

BITCH I CRAWLED UP FROM THAT DIRT NAP WATCH MY HANDS RUB JUST LIKE BIRDMAN I CONTROL THOSE BODIES ERMAC CANT NOBODY STOP ME HEARD THAT/ 
YALL ARE VERMIN,
THAT FANBASE A BURDEN,
THAT I KNOW FOR CERTAIN WET YO BLOCK UP FUCK A BIRDBATH/ 

MAYBE I DONT GIVE A FUCK, BOUT NOBODY BUT MYSELF, MADE TSUNAMIS AND EXCELLED NOW IM LEFT WONDERING LIKE WHAT ELSE?
CARDS THAT I BEEN DEALT,
TOP NOTCH BITCH GOT SKILLS,
FAVORITE RAPPER CANT PAY BAIL,
BUT HE COLD BLOODED CAUSE HE SAY HE GOT SCALES/

Formula (Prod. Phosphate)

DEATHTRAP+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

ZOTIYAC - NEVER THAT

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)

lyrics:

TREAT THIS SHIT LIKE A GAME GET ON MY LEVEL/
HIGH AS FUCK WHILE YOU DOWN WE DO NOT SETTLE/ 
WATCH ME COOK UP THE BARS LIKE ITS HOT METAL/
AND IM COLD YOU COULD TELL IM A COOL FELLOW/ 
DONT FORGET WHO GO UP LIKE A PULL LEVER/ 
MAKE YA BITCH GIMME BRAIN AND SHE SO CLEVER/
AND I KNOCK WIT THE BASS WHILE YOU SO TREBLE/
EAT MY DICK YOU DISGRACE HOPE ITS ALL SETTLED/ 
IN THE CHAIN OF COMMAND AND I STILL PETTLE/ 
IM A STONE AND YOU MORE LIKE A SMALL PEBBLE/ 
AND I LOVE HOW YOU MAD LIKE A SMALL FELLOW/
AND YOU GOING OUT BAD THATS ON ALL LEVELS/ 
AND I KEEP IT 100 I COULD KEEP IT GOING AND GET IN BETWEEN LIKE A MARSHMALLOW/ 
WHEN I LEAVE ITS A DROP LIKE FALL SCHEDULE/ 
WHILE I STILL MAKE IT POP LIKE A HOT KETTLE/

WHERE THEY AT,
I COME TO ATTACK,
I GET’EM ON WAX,
ITS MURDER ON TRACKS,
KNOW-IT-ALL FACTS,
NEVER NO PASS,
SMOKING ON PACKS,
AND WE ON FAST/
GIMME THAT,
UNOPENED UP PACK,
WE FILL IT WITH RACKS,
I GET IN MY BAG,
KEEP GETTING YOU BACK,
THAT QUARTERBACK SACK,
I FEEL EM OUT STAT,
IM PEELING OUT PAST/ 


AND IM STILL WIT THAT MALLET TO BASH/
IM SO FLY I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH/
IM THE SHIT LIKE YOU WIPING YA ASS/
AND IM SMOKING ON WEED LIKE GRASS/
WE DONT TOKE ON THE WEED OUT GLASS/
STOP SIPPING THE LEAN SO FAST/ 
I DONT NEED WHAT YOU NEED SO BAD/
PED’s FOR THE RAP GAME TRASH/ 

AND IM BACK WIT A MOFUCKIN ANTHEM/
BLACK BAGGING THIS SHIT LIKE RANSOM/
AND THESE RAPPERS POP UP AT RANDOM/
THEN YOU TURN TO THE FULL BLOWN FANDOM/ 
AND YOU EAT UP THAT SHIT LIKE CANDY/
AND I PROMISE YOU NIGGAS IS CANCER/ 
WITH A GRIP ON THE COLD OF MY HANDGUN/ 
WHILE I KEEP IT ON LOCK LIKE A PASSWORD/


THOUGHT I STOPPED BUT IM NOT EVEN CLOSE,
SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL JOT DOWN NOTES,
CAUSE IM TEACHING YOU NIGGAS THE ROPES,
WHILE IM TUNING TECHNIQUE LIKE A COACH,
I WONT DIE LIKE A GOD DAMN ROACH,
IM SO DIRTY BUT SLICK LIKE SOAP,
I JUST KEEP ON MY GRIP TIGHT THROAT,
THEN YOU DIE WHEN I CLINCH MY CHOKE/ 


UH UH UH UH 
YA YA YA YA

FULL BLOWN MENACE, 
MY FLOW CHANGE UP/ 
YOURS DONT, I DONT CARE HOW YOU STAY GANGED UP/
CUT THROAT, THATS THE WAY I WAS RAISED THANK GOD,
FULL CULT, THATS THE FANBASE I GAINED ON THE GO/
IM THE GOAT/ 
YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WROTE, ON GOD/ 
I DONT WANNA TALK LIKE YALL SIT FAR/
I CAME ALONE WHILE YOU STILL IN THE CAR/
SPENT TWO RACKS ON A NEW COMPUTER/
JUST TO MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ON PAR/
I SPENT THE DAY SHITFACED AT THE BAR/ 
YOU CANNOT FACE ME OR FACE GOD/
EITHER WAY, FACE ME, YOU’LL FACE ONE/
OPEN UP PHASE TWO, DONE PHASE ONE/ 
OPEN UP ONCE MORE AND JUST BE DONE/ 
I COULD JUST RIP YOU IT’D BE REAL FUN/

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