No he aint kno where his ho at🏌🏾‍♂️

I screamed and cried at a football game over my ex boyfriend while this song was in my airpods

Officially a fav artist of mine omgg😵‍💫😵‍💫💥💞

lyrics
i wanna burn now
i know i fucked up
i should get hurt now
i should get murked now
i wanna burn now
i know i fucked up
i should get hurt now
i should get murked now

they gon have me murked yeah
i know i put 20, 30, 40 on a shirt yeah
anytime this choppa talk to me, i go berserk yeah
i could drop a body, leave that boy up on the curb yeah

lying in the dirt yeah
ion know how i do this
i know i make that shit work yeah
my choppa like boys
i know my choppa tryna flirt yeah
hoe this glock so evil
yeah this glock it love to murda

i wanna burn now
i know i fucked up
i should get hurt now
i should get murked now
i wanna burn now
i know i fucked up
i should get hurt now
i should get murked now

so sick, so fucked

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you ain't running shit, get yo block wet up
i ain't wit no gang, get yo gang set up
he think that he me, oh that boy messed up
put him a room, know he gon' fess up

full metal tucked, ion give a fuck
pack in that blunt, let that hoe smoke up

bitch give up, get mixed up
shawty love to murder people too, i'm in love
blood in my cup, hoe pour up
i ain't catch yo ass by surprise, it ain't luck

make her fall in love wit me
pussy, she don't love you
if she tell me where the fuck you at
then it's fuck you

"baby get the knife" lil bitch
we gon' gut you
"baby get the pipe" lil bitch
we gon' cut you

i leave that boy wit a toe tag
know he don't know where his hoe at
got 100 rounds for his hoe ass
i know he don't even know that

think for you try to bitch me
i really know where ya bitch be
whenever i see her she kiss me
boy how the fuck you shoot just to miss me

red room

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he ain't no killer, come at me, huh
don't need nobody to back me, huh
dot on his forehead, no acne, huh
fuck the police can't entrap me, huh

blood up in my cup, ion give a fuck
tar up in my lungs, angel dust up in my blunt

blast him he gon' fade away
make that boy disintegrate
shoot that boy until i see his body
in the fuckin grave

love to keep all them demons around me
so much blood around me, bitch i'm drowning
you be walking around tryna find hate 
bitch i just woke up and it found me

i fell in love with this bullshit yuh 
up at yo crib wit a full clip yuh
you love to talk but won't do shit yuh
sticky on me like a glue stick yuh

that full clip yeah
weapon on me, i abuse it
yeah gimme that shit ima use it yeah
yeah bitch i know you ain't gon' do shit yeah

angel dust

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scat pack, sidewalk, hit and run, ornament
i was at yo hood, but yo hood dormant
all these pussy leeching like torrent
choppa a machine, this shit florence
i get in the whip and i floor it
blood on the whip, that shit gorgeous

yuh that shit gorgeous
catch me at yo local precinct
its a hole in it
hole in his fucking forehead
i'm exposing it
brain on the floor
bitch gave me brain more of it
ion know what morals is
catch me at yo fuckin gravesite piss on roses
he don't give a fuck about no money "where the hoes is?"
i get so fucked, so fucked off this potion
he get so fucked, so fucked when them hoes split

blood on my nails red polish
shorty hit me think she polish
i mean polish
if you see them spinna chrome rims
then them poles hit
blood on the chrome rims, 
chr-chr-chr chome clip
this a hollow point, lemme-lemme see yo dome split
dome splitta, dome ripped

hit and run

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ya we gon' do it again
i'm tryna fuck on her friend of a friend
ya give a damn fuck what he said
it dont matter if he mufuckin dead too
big body it gon wreck you
i dont need to fuckin bet you
on nun , everythings going my way and im ballin on god
yea i left that ho in the dust
like bitch i dont even be there much
like bitch i dont even need that much
so craze so crazy
the munch was crazy, a crazy lady, yea she went nuts
pack got me lazy i feel so hazy, shit went dumb

ion give a fuck, toxic in my lungs
keep on moving crazy, boy yo block get spun
smoking on that pack, smoking on that skunk
keep on moving crazy lock yo ass up in the trunk

i ain't ever done
hoe grab that gun
mixed up in some evil shit
that i ain't even want

hoe you ain't got nowhere to go
know he a rat, yeah i already know
go head call 12 lil bro call swat
lil bitch i ride wit a pole

friend of a friend

friend of a friend (ft. tropes)

lyrics

i cant let police thru my door
i just need a minute, take that body off the floor
this shit get so hectic, i can't do this anymore
body, weapon, weapon, body, weapon my décor
don't get this shit twisted i'm still cleaner than before

don't look in the garden
i don't what's gotten into me
but i'm still stalking, creeping, plottin
all these bodies rotten
make 'em go to sleep
sleep forever, stay forgotten

i know some white boys that got ties wit da police
i can drop like 12 bodies, act like they don't know me
but i don't talk to the police, fuck that, they whole team
ima keep my mouth shut for some boy in blue try to hoe me

i know that he talk he is not me
ima fuck around, and just pull up wit that tommy
i need like three white bitches on me, them hoes so naughty
i can't trust no hoe, wit my life, she ain't got me

big boss, top floor
fuck up, you get shot hoe
bitch, i been had that rocket on me like i'm rondo
numbanine, that boy follow trends until his numbers die
i might pull up in his fucking crib, like bitch who wanna die

don't look in the garden

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midnight, 12 o'clock hoe
bodies getting dropped hoe
12 took that choppa out my whip
still got that glock tho

oh he think he safe and sound
but he still getting shot tho
body dropper, body dropper
bodies, drop a lot hoe

oh i can't stop hoe
body in the tahoe
bleeding in the tahoe
ion wanna talk hoe 

photos of dead mfs that i killed last night
ion feel shit, bitch i feel just right
pull up on me lacking, it's gon be a bad night
i could do the same shit i did last night

last night x15

bitch i cannot breathe i got blood on my forces, panting
he couldn't stop talking so i turned him into past tense
in love with this feeling, i want this shit ever lasting
hit him wit that sawed off, ion need no aim, no practice

ion need no practice, up that fuckin sawed off
made that fucker do a backflip, keep him in my sights
no i cannot get distracted, leave his body slanted
bitch fuck the law, ion need that shit

last night

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let 'em say what he want, i'll make him fold
keep that thang tucked
keep the people i hate close
we gon' chop his body up and leave him in the cold
this shit don't get old
bleed that bitch, bleed that bitch, same color as rose

same color my pole
i be wit my hoe
i know he don't tote
we done caught him lacking
we gon' catch him at the store  

all these straps illegal
they can't track me i'm on go
agent 47 with 74 i'm pro 

74 i'm pro, my bro on death row
pull up on some fuck shit, leave you fucked up, like fo sho
12 like "who that" ion know, cannot snake my bro
stab you in stomach make yo pussy ass die slow 

yeah you bitch made, ask what yo bitch take
boy you know that blick fake, i know all yo shit fake
run up on me wit that fufu shit, boy that's a mistake
yeah run up on me, that yo life

agent47

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bitch i'm strapped like the army
artillery on me
police wanna know who did that shit
yeah it was all me

i just killed that pussy
now i'm geeked up out my body
murder everybody 
hate what i embody

bullet hole, bullet hole
i just ate them bullets hoe
my shooter gon stalk around your set
just like a fucking crow

and i know that you know shit
that i know you just should know
walked up in yo house to kill yo ass
and now you fucking gone

brand new choppa wit a bump stock
you gon have to kill me pussy
cause ion wanna stop

let him say what he want
ion care, he can get dropped
let him say what he want
ion care, he can get shot

in love wit my glock
in love wit my glock
in love wit my glock
i can't love no thot

army

lyrics
fell in love wit her cus i been seen she wit that gun play
she gon' be mine, one day
she gon' be mine some day
girl fuck what yo friends see
girl that's no yo bestie
tell yo pussy ex to come and try me, let him test me

bitch we had them macs up
fuck round let him look me in my face
lift my mask up yuh
he get blast up yuh

body ain't my first
ain't gon be my last yuh
all i dream is murda
all i dream is racks yuh

all i dream about, all i dream about, baby
i just want yo mind, i just want yo soul, save me
i can feel my problems catching up, they gon' take me
i fuck wit yo aura, i can't let em' break me

red room

funeral

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