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DOUBLE UP! *freestyle* (PROD. FIDI x FONY WALLACE)

1 BLXDE 2 BLXDE (PROD. LVK x FONY WALLACE)

changed cover and removed prod from title

///LYRICS///

bitch it’s imminent

shawty tell me that she innocent 

but i don’t fuckin believe that

stackin these benjamins but im still hittin the penjamin 

you know i stay where the trees at


lil boy try and run up put this stick in his face

walk with a blade i feel like hussein 

do all this talkin get put in a maze

you won’t make it out! i’m digging your grave!

bitch boy

walk with a fuckin limp

nic in yo mouth so you look like you sucking dick

aint you the kind that just can’t find the fuckin clit

aint mean to call you out tho

last thing i heard you was with some bitch 

but you can’t seem to use your mouth tho

this kinda talkin what get you hit

talm bout passed out on the couch bro

got him passed out on the couch off the molly or percocet

don’t know what kind but i’m one you ain’t heard of yet

i got the racks out shawty on me and i’m blowin her back out

stackin so much man i feel like a cash cow

i’m smoking this shit till i black out

stacking these bars and i’m hoping you back down

if not then i’m dumping out mad rounds

got these mad rounds gettin dumped granny told me i’m a punk

if i creep up in yo section then my choppa get to dumpin

i just fed that kid some ecstasy he fuckin on his cousin

now his shawty wan have sex with me i told that bitch she buggin

man quit buggin me with this shit

burnin hella trees in this bitch

ash that blunt up on my floor you’ll end up in a pickle like rick

mosh pit tomorrow

drowning in sorrow

but it get flooded with hate

this bitch a model but she live too far tho

just how much more can i take

sippin on water

ain’t drinking no vodka

hell no i can’t rap when i drank

yeah i’m real nice tho

but keep talkin hostile and i’m pullin up with the drake

IMINENT

ARTISTS: ZILLVH & GHXST AUTUMN
PRODUCER: Frozeine
MIXED: ZILLVH & GHXST AUTUMN
ARTWORK: ZILLVH

(Lyrics)

(Hook)
Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
Damn,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
Damn,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

(ZILLVH Verse)
huh,
why dont you wake up?
all these bitches want to suck me up,
damn,
bitch you play too much,
shut the fuck up, make a double dutch,
ay,
Ima double clutch.
Honda Civic bout to rip it up,
torn to pieces and its all cus I just ripped him up,

huh,
sippin Henny, all these bitches know my body, uh,
your girl at my crib and she tryna give me toppy, uh,
I dont want the sloppy, uh,
I just want the wocky, uh, 
I just want my girl but these other bitches want me, uh,

(Hook)
Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
Damn,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
Damn,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

(GHXST AUTUMN Verse)
Why don’t you wake up he said?
Bitch get the fuck up out dat bed
Why the hell you still asleep? Why can’t you grind n get that bread?
Where’s the light that’s shining red?
That got you waiting; what’s ahead?
Knew there wasn’t shit up in that head the day we fuckin’ met

Talkin’ like you friends wit death
The coffins wait for ones on meth 
Know awareness cannot wake you, best just breathe that final breath

Know that you forever fucked
Know that you cannot wake up
Know I keep yall bitches tucked
As I got-got-got

(Hook)
Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
Damn,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

Wock in my double cup,
all these drugs are bout to fuck me up,
uh,
I dont drink too much,
huh,
Why dont you wake up?

WHY DONT YOU WAKE UP? (W/ GHXST AUTUMN) (Prod. Frozeine)

i try to fade away when you come around 
but i can’t control myself 
and i hate the way that you fall down 
every time you lose yourself 

and i’m sure you’ll never see
all the ways that you put your blade inside of me 
but look at me now, i can’t come down
to kiss you again 

i got a couple people tryna keep me alive
i think it might be selfish
wishing that it was you by my side 
i got a couple demons that i been tryna hide 
i know you not the reason 
that ive been feeling so dead inside 

so don’t call me 
please don’t call me 

but if you swear that you miss me
i might just answer 
then i might really just answer 
and we’ll just repeat what we’ve done
and i still will not be the one

ENCHAINED

COMING TO SOUNDCLOUD LATE PER USUAL

LYRICS:

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

black on black won’t notice me
30 rack gon kick me in my brain and fucking cope wit me
you heard something pop to hotel books, you gon’ know it’s me
ask me if i mean that shit i rap, i said hopefully i-

god im back to pain, i spent so long getting better, just to blow it out my brain
god wont let me change, im a fucking wreck, cancer in my body’s at my fucking neck

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

god forbid i wake up
keep that two cents like a pay cut
crack my head back wit my plague on bitch
push that fucking stake up
hold that grudge like i can’t make up
i taste death inside this vapor

hope them paramedics can’t find me
fuck the life im given fuck fighting
spent ‘bout twenty five years dying

lace a fucking bag and i could buy it
i dont want that shit if i’ll survive it


BUDDY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

1:1 [PROD. REZXREKT]

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cockatoo (prod. egoblade)

Lyrics:


DEADHEAD:
Yuh Spin that track with my gang 
We don't fuck around 
Walk up on my block
Pussy nigga
We gon gun em down
Screamin I got hit
Zip it up
Like yo body bag
Ion give a fuck
We get lit
And then I break her back 

I ain't need a gun to kill em
Write his name cuz I'ma shinigami 
Hoe I see right through you wit these eyes
I Know u tryna copy
But yo ass not me and you ain't ever gon be shit 
Bitch 
I let the tommy rip he bleeding on the pavement 

I ain't heard my mother's voice in bout three months
Why y'all lie bout not having sumn to lean on
i ain't know why I hang wit u lame fucks
I'd Risk it all to kill you nigga
No subpoena

Bitch Id
Cut yo head off
Decapitate the head of the state 
Let me feel a fucking fraction of their citizens pain
Watch family fucking perish while their taxes pay snakes 
Bitch Id rather live in a prison than to die as slave
ion wanna line the pockets of a cheapskate 
Go ahead and kill me but they can't erase my name Sacrifice yo children while they hide behind the pizza gate 
My future murder was hired by the deepstate

HEXXXED:

I feel like Johnny Blaze
Bitch I'm bound by the flames
Reckless renegade
Smoke yo homies to the face bitch 
Been broken since birth
Tell my mom this ain't a phase shit
Talking to me stupid 
you gon end up with a face lift
Pussy, money, murder on my mind
Every day bitch 
Roll a hundred blunts and then I-
(idk what he said) 
Let the K rip
Hollows hit his body leave em spinnin
Like a train flip
Bag em up and butcher up his carcass 
In the basement 
Drifting down the block I whip that Z
Just like a spaceship 
Katana runnin, shotty spin that fucker
Leave yo brain split 

Woah
Bitch I'm dropping curses 
Pullin up and approaching in blacked out hearses 


DEADHEAD:

Yuh Spin that track with my gang 
We don't fuck around 
Walk up on my block
Pussy nigga
We gon gun em down
Screamin I got hit
Zip it up
Like yo body bag
Ion give a fuck
We get lit
And then I break her back 

I ain't need a gun to kill em
Write his name cuz I'ma shinigami 
Hoe I see right through you wit these eyes
I Know u tryna copy
But yo ass not me and you ain't ever gon be shit 
Bitch 
I let the tommy rip he bleeding on the pavement


