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Lyrics

pussy boi, I don't think you know who you been talkin to 
I roll it up and bang it tell me what you think that wappo do
I drop it til the wheels fall off never pick it up
you really think i'm stupid boi i'll show you how I drop it off
 x2

You wanna step? go ahead bitch, Revy never fold
wanna hop up on a track? pussy you ain't even close
Hit my DM's for whatever get to steppin on a bitch boi 
flow so cold make em throw up like he sick boi
wanna step?  go ahead bitch, Revy never miss
I got ties to the dope, I got ties to the wrist
I got tracks on the way, I got tracks in the pit
what the fuck you lookin at? They wanna bite on what I spit, uh

(Where the fuck the Tie go?)

Revy leveled up I put that shit up on my bitch woah
slow down, pack it all, gotta hit the dope never take a loss
I got 5 1 6 get the point across yuh
Slow down, fuck it up, lil bitch wanna ride step aside imma ball yuh
Rev stay wet on that F E T, don't trip don't fall boi the flow aint free, uh
Coming up bitch i'm betta they bumpin what I been cooking up
take em to the back of the room, yeah this shit looking up
They fuckin with the Rev, go ahead, know I lay it down
Pipe Bomb shit yeah that Riggy Boi dont fuck around
I'm sicker with the shit I can't stand it when they be imitating
Stain em with the flow I be trippin up when I'm hella faded
came with the shit so imma leave with it all
you a bitch mothafucka so I'm taking it all, yuhh

No Need For a Tie (Prod. Dnx)

Tetris w/ YTD

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - I DON'T FUCK WITH CONVERSATION

Pull up the chop
Put a dot in the scope
Bored with your comments
I’m smoking this dope
Aye I hate my life
But it won’t let me croak
I live for my family
That do it alone
Shoutout my abuela
She fresh off the boat
Brown in my skin
But it’s black in my soul
Run with them demons
We came up in snow
Raised in the frost
Hard to dig up them holes

Snakes in the grass
And they venomous
Checking when smoking
My cannabis
Shaking the bag up
Like can it hiss?
Doubling down when I’m spitting
It’s effortless
Here with the crown
Interrupting his excellence
Therapy? Talking to objects
Inanimate
Rolling a blunt with no seeds
Cause I planted it
Really be off of that shits
They can’t handle it

Pick me up and rush me to the charred
I be the blaze
Swimming like a shark to eat the shawty
In my gaze
Never know just what to say
Until I get her in a grave
I’m a demon, I’m a barber
I be running all them fades
Sweeney Todd a motherfucker
That be stepping out of place
Slice a neck and then dissolve
In the bottom of the bay
Till I’m burning all the photos
And the bodies looking gray
Go to sleep and then I’m dreaming
About them carving up my fate

Cashapp when I’m feeding
That’s a bonus
Mixing up that bud
In my components
Mixing all the blood up
Like I’m Kronos
Condiments and condoms
In her lotus
She already know
That I’m the coldest
Baby girl I wanna know
Your motives
Looking all my past up
Like it told us
Burning from the warmth
I hope he hold us

Glock got a switch
In the back of my pack
Put two in his face
Then I’ll say it’s a rap
Tripping on shrooms
In an alley, all black
I just ate up your bitch
In the dumpster with trash
Light up a blunt
Then I smoke till it’s ash
And then roll up another
I need me some hash
I’m deep in my sorrows
I can’t wait to pass
Asleep at the gallows
Rope tighten up fast

Pick me up and run me to the darkness
While I’m fading
I just wanna live until I tell my mom
I made it
Dripping on the carpet with my blood
It really staining
Slip into the back and then I’m waiting
For my payment
Pick me up and run me to the darkness
While I’m fading
I just wanna live until I tell my mom
I made it
Dripping on the carpet with my blood
It really staining
Slip into the back and then I’m waiting
For my payment bitch

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LYRICS//

Tell em hang me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell 
You should hate me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell
Tell em hang me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell you should hate me, I don’t know myself let it break me, till my veins cave in don’t save me 

Don’t save me I’ll find a way
With Empty words inside the smoke they disintegrate
Take away all of the pain with an early grave, slowly fade through the brighter days I’ll be at the gates
Don’t wait for the weeks I’m gone 
I’m a mess I get worse as the time goes on 
Pass by to the great unknown been trash let go goodnight won’t mourn 

Don’t save me
Don’t save me
Let it break through my skin and replace me 
Don’t save me
Don’t save me 
Let it break through my skin and replace me 

Tell em hang me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell 
You should hate me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell
Tell em hang me, I don’t know myself let it break me, safe inside my hell 
You should hate me, I don’t know myself let it break me, don’t save me

DON'T SAVE ME (PROD. PLAGUE)

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

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