DA BEST OF [phantogamo]☆☆☠🦇

MUSIC BY THE COLLECTIVE/GROUP [kkk] 
currently consists of 
'Phantogamo'
'SubLiiminaL'
'Fxck$omni'

[kk]

THE RETURN SAGA

prod. me (PHANTOGAMO)

break his shawty. just like a shotty, blow her back out,
on the curb by the next day, throw her like my cash-out
talkin tough made his worst day. 
choppa blow his back out on the curb by the next day

AR-15 X-MAG

This was something fun to record so enjoy

LAME Ft. Phantogamo

OVERLOAD

GEEK'D FT. PHANTOGAMO

WHOTHAT Feat. PlxyboyI$$A, PlxyboyEVOL, PHANTOGAMO

TALK2ME

MWBush

reddy 2 die

2gon feat. TAKER13

hunnids ×22
IONLYWORKFORTHEHUNNIDS YESSIRRR

HUNNIDS FT. FXCK$OMNI

Prod. me
Lyrics :
[Hook]

No keys in the whip, bitch I start it
No keys in the whip, bitch I start it
Hop in the space coupe, I'm a martian
With the stick we can joust, I'm a spartan
I paint up his walls, I'm a artist
Put a hole in his stomach, he starvin
This glock leave him dearly departed
I don't fuck wit you, don't be a target
Pardon i'm partially carbon
Soul darkened they say i'm dark hearted
Hang a bitch up like Hangman, no harness
He a bitch all he do is be barkin
What he talk on the net is a long stretch
These niggas be fakin', they larpin'
No Carbon I leave his face Altered
Metal on me, bionic
Wipe his squad, I'm the fuckin' bubonic

[Verse]

Runnin' to the checks, all blue like sonic
I'm tryna blow up, big bomb atomic
That gun on me deaths not a option
Shut up, talkin all that shit it'll get ya ass done up
You ain't really wit the shit fuck ass boy run up
Fast forward six months he still ain't show up
I be waitin on the check you be waitin on yo Mother's soccer van
I ain't fuckin wit no niggas, I ain't one of them
Chop' make his whole squad do the running man
Take his legs off, "Do you know the muffin man"
... You be ??? feature price
... We ain't fuckin wit no toys, you a Fisher Price baby
All this ice on my like a muhfuckin yeti
Fuck around, my chop, that shit go, "BELIS"
Fuck up ya belly, new chop wit a beam revolutionary
I could pop his top like a cherry
He don't want to come outside he scary
Ridin' round in a bulletproof Chevy', no fun
I put my armor on heavy, can't kill me bitch i'm dead already
Got a "centipede" clip, clip long like machete
Two fours knock knock in his head, no "Freddy"
I do it for the fetti, fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti
Glock pop his head like the top of confetti
Put him in a box, now he in his place
I just want diamonds on my Rolex face
"Texas Chain Massacre", give me yo face bitch
Runnin' to the checks like a muhfuckin' race bitch

[Hook]

No keys in the whip, bitch I start it
No keys in the whip, bitch I start it
Hop in the space coupe, I'm a martian
With the stick we can joust, I'm a spartan
I paint up his walls, I'm a artist
Put a hole in his stomach, he starvin
This glock leave him dearly departed
I don't fuck wit you, don't be a target
Pardon i'm partially carbon
Soul darkened they say i'm dark hearted
Hang a bitch up like Hangman, no harness
He a bitch all he do is be barkin
What he talk on the net is a long stretch
These niggas be fakin', they larpin'
No Carbon I leave his face Altered
Metal on me, bionic
Wipe his squad, I'm the fuckin' bubonic

NO KEYS IN THE WHIP

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