rainynightz

CRUISIN' AFTERDARK

IG: @gloczilla 
murry Christmas bby

Jay facing paper chasing
pussy breaking
I smoke a j wit satan 
I feel my bones shaking
i got yo bitch in da lake uhh swimming naked
I feel like fucking Jason 
I’m on dez drugs bby u know my heart racing
She pop it like a Pepsi
My name is big chop but she gon call me sexy
I’m getting sticky icky wit yo bitch messy
Quit playing mama ima trynna get necky
it’s da b I g c h o p
Yeah my room gas up so I jus can’t see 
N my shirt bloody bloody cuz I make em deased 
Smoking so much dank make da alarm beep
Running thumping bumpin
all da hoes I’m humping
Oh it’s a shitty day when I’m Glock dumping

SANTASMOKESMETH (prod. mbwav)

DISORDER (prod. feltwrath)

TEMPER (prod. killheen)

Hunnidz (Prod. TILO)

big dreams w/ homie grim (prod. 44ricko x mathiastyner)

pack strong like Hercules
Eyes red like burgundy 
Mother Nature murder me
Think dis pain in a curse me
O n t a r I o 
Yuh dat where I from yuh
It’s the land of the low
See I dez face around but they got no hope
We all looking for da bread but like no one toat the loaf
It’s the land of the dead
seen a couple zombies on road
I put pressure in my ribs
marijuana strong gibs
0 fucks dats I give 
Was a savage as kid

BURGUNDY (prod. jxyln)

DIEMONDZ

hardly ever sober
gone off the drink
too much fucking gas textaco i got the dank
big ol fucking bags i don’t keep no fucking shake
all this mother fuckin money got me stacking up this cake 

hardly ever sober
gone off the drink
too much fucking gas textaco i got the dank
big ol fucking bags i don’t flip no fucking shake
all this mother fuckin money got me stacking up this cake 

stacking up this cake on my motherfucking plate
bitch i test your faith as i chase my fucking fate
late to every class sit in front and puff the vape
bet i got that big ol bag and i blow it in your face
all my racks in the safe
smack a bitch to her place
hop on the beat with the vision to slay anything in the way of my greatness
been a long wait but my peak is ahead of the ages
y’all should know well that i cannot contain it
after i’m dead they’ll be reading my pages 
left me on read treated me like a stranger 
show some respect before i/u breed up some danger
now that i’m up she wanna hang with me
circle so small and the gang with me 
certain of the verbal hurdles hurtful to the game ima murder 
you a turtle in my lane 
spit flames like inferno
off the fucking whitney
i think i turned nocturnal
stretched the 8 ball brought it up to serve a quarter (plenty)
hurry up to switch a bitch out if my gut tell me to report her 
evil angel on the hub 
I make her blow tondi just like a recorder

hardly ever sober
gone off the drink
too much fucking gas textaco i got the dank
big ol fucking bags i don’t keep no fucking shake
all this mother fuckin money got me stacking up this cake 

hardly ever sober
gone off the drink
too much fucking gas textaco i got the dank
big ol fucking bags i don’t keep no fucking shake
all this mother fuckin money got me stacking up this cake 

TEMPER (prod. killheen)

T-CHOPPA