LYRICS:

I could sell my soul to whoever it cost like two fifty
anywhere I go if I'm moving my brothers move with me
If I had to do it and *** bet you they shoot with me
Cocaine with malone motherfucker I'm feeling too Whitney

I don't smoke I fuck with drinking strictly
I get back inside of Florida with Gavin whipping
I'm on half a fucking bottle of the screwball
Jumping out the whip on the interstate hope somebody hit me

I fuck with only negativity
I don't wanna kill you but it is a possibility
Every time you talk to me you up the probability
Go to bed and plan it in my head so specifically

I'm a fucking monster I'm a cryptid bitch
I don't talk 'bout none of that shit unless it's encrypted bitch
Planned for this to happen and it play out like I scripted it
I hope when I check up on you next you been evicted bitch

I hope everybody die before they twenty five
Fuck it I hope everybody die before they learn to drive
I don't got no money in my pockets I got twenty knives
I been tryna hate on everybody my entire life

Pray to every page of this religious text that you be next
You don't make it past another year boy that's a fucking bet
You think you invincible it's just that you ain't met me yet
I want my percentage every penny that you fucking get
 
You could ride with whoever you want, pussy
I been fucking better than you since I dropped bully
Fraction of what I could do is a hundred times of two of you
I go where I want motherfucker I'm skipping every queue

Everything that happened to you it's 'cause you deserve it
I want you to know if I hurt you it's on purpose
Shouts to everybody on the street that's in the service
Check out down this barrel for a second don't be nervous

TWO FIFTY W/ HEN$HAW [PROD. FONY WALLACE]

Ponyo

LYRICS:

Hook:
Yuh 

Verse:
Yuh Bitch you know I'm spazzing out on the beat (haha)
When I pull up I look fresh I'm so clean (I'm so clean)
Bitch I got a Choppa pointed at yo knees (at yo knees)
I look creepy how I whisper in these streets (in these streets)

I'm a misfit how I dress I look so mean (yuh yuh)
I'm a misfit how I dress I look so mean (yuh yuh)
I go ignorant I spazz out on the scene (on the scene)
if you talk that shit I shoot them 223s (pew pew pew)

If you wanna fight I run up in the night (in the night)
Like a boxer do I come and hit you twice (hit you twice)
Do not fuck wit me it will not end that nice (no it won't)
Do not fuck with me lil bitch I stab you twice (slash slash)

All these mother fuckers out here tryna copy me
Yeah I think they jealous and I think they envy me
Bitch I be on point like the back of a bumble bee
And I'm smokin on the sticky icky broccoli 

Hook:
Yuh

YUH!

YUH! (PROD. UNSTRICT)

KNIFE FREESTYLE

KNIFE FREESTYLE FEAT ILLIBOI (PROD. UNSTRICT)

I don't make Mistakes

Cover art by: @porpolhell on IG

LYRICS:
Chorus:
All this bullshit got me slidin
Bullshit got me slidin

All this Bullshit got me slidin
But i keep on ridin 

I dont wanna remain quiet
But i remain quiet

In the night im moving silent 
Bouta start a riot

All this bullshit got me slidin
Bullshit got me slidin

All this Bullshit got me slidin
But i keep on ridin 

I dont wanna remain quiet
But i remain quiet

In the night im moving silent 
Bouta start a riot

Verse:
All this bullshit got me mixed up
Like a fucking puzzle

I feel so damn fed up
I dont want to struggle no

No woah

All this ganja got me coughin
All i do is mumble
Im bad with the talkin
No i cannot handle

People are so toxic
Think i need an antidote
My mind i have lost it
Think i need a crazy coat

Verse 2:
Shawty super bad
Even without her sephora 

Even when she mad
I cant help it but adore her

Bitch i get a bag
And i spend it on some flora

Smoke it by the grab
Thats a leaf it got me snorin

I dont give a crap
I be blockin if your borin

Bouta hit a dab
When i wake up in the mornin

Then i grab my strap
Its a blade it got you pourin

Cut out all your chat
Mute that shit or you get torn in


Verse 3:
Back to the topic i be slidin in my slides
I dont wanna hear you fussin bitch dont even hit my line
Gotta go put on my shoes and think of how i want them tied
I be walkin round the town im lookin pretty all the time

I be spittin bout whatever bitch i do not give a fuck
I pull up in any weather and im bouta say whats up
I look cool up in this sweater while i count up all my bucks
Stupid bitch you know im slidin like a fucking hockey puck aye

Chorus:
All this bullshit got me slidin
Bullshit got me slidin

All this Bullshit got me slidin
But i keep on ridin 

I dont wanna remain quiet
But i remain quiet

In the night im moving silent 
Bouta start a riot

All this bullshit got me slidin
Bullshit got me slidin

All this Bullshit got me slidin
But i keep on ridin 

I dont wanna remain quiet
But i remain quiet

In the night im moving silent 
Bouta start a riot




SLIDIN

LYRICS:


KINGCRAZE:
Bitch im going crazy its daily
I think im fucked up
Smokin lemon hazy I'm faded
And now i feel numb
Nicotine I'm craving I'm vaping 
Up into my lungs
Goin super saiyan I'm makin everybody run 

Every mother fucker wanna take my fuckin energy
Im not a fuckin human I am a spiritual entity 
I pull up I be flexin on my mother fuckin enemies 
Lil Bitch you know that KINGCRAZE-Y is on a fuckin killing spree

Acid I be drippin I'm trippin
Lil bitch I'm fuckin lit
Hit the dab I'm rippin, and flippin 
And now im feelin it
Can you quit the bitchin, and snitchin?
Before your face get hit
One day ill be swimmin in riches
Lil Bitch I'll never quit

Stop Pop lock drop dead lil bitch 
I can not fuck with a lil snitch 
I might take yo shit like im the grinch
Count up my green like some fucking spinach

Everybody claiming Imma a mother fuckin lunatic
I don't give a fuck lil bitch you can suck my dick
I got me the flu up in the Stu because you know Im sick 
Pull up to the party with Bacardi 
And a couple spiffs 

Gotta get wit it 
Bitch im oh so fitted 
Choppa hit you critically 
Make you spin like a fidget 

Im counting up my digits
I said I'd go and get it
I be walking causally
Smoke a blunt till it finish

ILLIBOI:
Everyone think they shadowbanned
landscape is just IG then
When really there's no audience 
That likes the way their music bends

Dreams come true
Just not for you
Amongst the broke fools
We are shattered too

You say
Idk what the truth is
You a Nausance 
all I make is new cents
You confuse conscious
With conscience 
I am cautious 
With what the cost is
Faslicy is Sunken
You fail to sea a shark’s fin

My passion you will never kill
Negativi-tea I spill
Speaking my mind I am ill
With you I will always be real

I will see you at my protege
Never keep the dark thoughts at bay
Mindless lyrics are not my forte
I dissect my heart then put it on your tray

You’re gonna lunatic me off
Be careful of your energy
I am a ghost of the God
You are dead and it’s sad to see
That nobody reads
my speech
I must impeach
Your integrity
you mean
I beat
Your seat
For fees
When all I do is write for free
basket case
in the race
Mental space
Is my place
I live for grace
Until I’m gray
In my grave
That sounds Great

Even when I leave 
the scene
You’lll feel bereaved
Cuz I write what I see


WaTeR BaLLooNS (Prod. KINGCRAZE)

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