flow in the first half is dope but it's already been done on this beat bro

Cover Art by Zeon_J_
Personal Tag by SkyRvne
Beat by Bxnji

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IMBACK!!! [prod. by bxnji x crystation]

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Lyrics:
On yo body bad
I can't leave you lone 
This a double cup this purp fill up my styrofoam 
Im on oxy baby finna spend this night alone 
You leave me and I replace you with this microphone
Tell the hoe hoe hoes come ride along 
Im on the Henny Imma chase it with a fireball 
Sipping the red now I dont feel like im alive at all
Dont even wanna argue f*ck about a right or wrong 
B*tch my money strong 
Talm bout sum I didnt call you
This a subathon way Im watching all yo damn moves 
How could you cut me off? I thought we was stuck like tattoo
Dont get why you mad boo
Im late my loving pass due 
Bad b*tch she used to fast food
My stacks come fat and mad blue 
From the back she got a mad veiw 
Im tryna tap that oh yeah 
Girl whats yo snapchat oh yeah  
Why dont we go back to my lair 
Starting to think this shit aint fair 
I walk in sit back they stare 
Rich n*ggas here broke n*ggas over there
I want the knots baby 
I know that Im not crazy 
Falling to deep in the sauce save me 
Im tryna make that hoe gawk baby 
Ws aint seeing lost lately 
Im the one 
I dont even gotta uno out 
Lil bro tote the drum 
Say the wrong word he air it out
What you want?
If it aint bout zaza then im being blunt
Wake up brush my teeth and fill my head with runtz yuh 
Call the blunt Saitama took me out in one punch 
N*ggas dont show love they waiting for the come 
40 on my side i like to keep the gun tucked  
What you going on about? N*gga wassup 
Kicked right out my mamas house she told me tough luck

Knots Baby p. Glumboy x Jackwya

prod calder x recyclebin

@issbrokie @recyclexbin

Calder + Issbrokie + recycleBin - Look At How Ur Bleeding

(lyrics:)

(hook:)
i got the beats and the jams
weed make yo mans
prolly tweak off a gram
took weeks off the gram
cuz my comments tryna speak on the plan
how tf i’m finna beef witta fan?
heat fo ya mans
if he really tryna tweet bout the fam
that ctrl alt delete in my hand
grip, squeeze, it don’t jam
808 gon break the speakers again
iss impossible to sleep on yo aunt

(verse:)
get up outta bed, tryna get shit done
my old friends on my dick like they expect sum
a broke bitch never gave away a penny once
my flow switch day n night like the setting sun
if a rapper want beef then its wellington
fuck a beef bitch, open up the eddison
or FL make a track how you cant outrun
the broke shawdy wit the guns 
when its said n done
i’m tryna buy my mom a house on the beach
type clout you cant teach
cop land on a hill 
thas a house you cant reach
all blue a bitch bills
i aint even rolled deep
but if you tryna get killed
then come for me
like “aw shit”
smokin on opps til i get nauseous 
i got profit
shawdy rappin like gods profit
i cough off zips
i’m offa antibiotics 
i often 
murder a beat put it in coffin
i got dis
how much longer can brokie talk dis
hawt shit
rappers aint yappin bout me they lock lipped
thigh high socks lil thottie the gyatt got grip
walk on ya block i’m prolly the most poppin
marry poppin
umbrella lil bitch i got drip
my guap is
really unstoppable automatic
i’m walkin 
out wit my dawg
wallace and gromit
blonde chick
college degree
she gimme knowledge 
boss bitch
brand new merchandise gettin drop-shipped
obviously flowin i’m goin til its obnoxious 
flawless, kick a rapper eyes out they sockets
it dont take a problem solved to know y’all not shit

(hook:)
i got the beats and the jams
weed make yo mans
prolly tweak off a gram
took weeks off the gram
cuz my comments tryna speak on the plan
how tf i’m finna beef witta fan?
heat fo ya mans
if he really tryna tweet bout the fam
that ctrl alt delete in my hand
grip, squeeze, it don’t jam
808 gon break the speakers again
iss impossible to sleep on yo aunt

JAMS! (prod. pipe bomb)

this was for omnipotemp song war 
prod. jackwya

SKYTE - NATHANIEL B

SKYTE- 40 Out Da Tecc [REMASTERED]

LYRICS:

(hook:)
idk why these rappers wan talk on my name like i aint makin hits on a daily basis  
they just mad they make music nobody playin
and my jewelry drip like precipitation 
posted nudes on my story i got too faded
i’m that thicc little chick that they aint replacin
i said fuck social media too much hatin
while y’all busy wit dat imma be the greatest
all these artists are cappin these rappers fakin
they dont really be strapped they just wanna say it
brokie really be strapped wit the heat and blade i’m on yo block witta choppa to leave it vacant 
wendigo on the prod thats an evil placement 
i cant fuck wit nobody who isnt famous
i cant fuck wit no broad who want me to save em
but if she wan give top i’m gon be filated

(verse:)
lil bitch i came through wit da red dot
it hit his head-top
he gettin took off the list
talkin on me leave yo neck chopped
then on my next stop
imma go get in yo bitch
we makin movies like redbox
talk on the set wrong
we getchu shot out yo fit
gang in yo buildin like spec ops
might get a fed popped
brokie cant fuck witta snitch
bitch, i aint the shit?
stop it
all my haters just talk to be talkin
all my haters wan beef cuz i’m poppin
in a couple of weeks they wan’ squash it
“tryna shoot?” only way i’m responding 
cuz i brought it, i get to choppin
after that i’mma fuck on yo mom quick
dat bitch takin my kids 
they adopted
woah
lookin in the mirror
and it feels so sick
everybody wanna look like me
ay
buddy so shook by me
all because i had a strap 
“aye what size are those, og?” ay
i said that shit just to scare him
that shit worked
it made him pee ay
but really i’m keepin shit P
got the pack on my body
yo bitch like “it reeks” ay
you aint in the field you just talk on forums
dat boi think he the opp but my set adore him
i just hopped in the lexus to buy a foreign 
i’m that chick witta blade now i feel like corrin
we might kick in yo door like we special forces
got a K on my feet these are special jordans
gotta chop witta light its gon metamorph him
run it back to the hook cuz this shit is borin

(hook:)
idk why these rappers wan talk on my name like i aint makin hits on a daily basis 
they just mad they make music nobody playin
and my jewelry drip like precipitation 
posted nudes on my story i got too faded
i’m that thicc little chick that they aint replacin
i said fuck social media too much hatin
while y’all busy wit dat imma be the greatest
all these artists are cappin these rappers fakin
they dont really be strapped they just wanna say it
brokie really be strapped wit the heat and blade i’m on yo block witta choppa to leave it vacant 
wendigo on the prod thats an evil placement 
i cant fuck wit nobody who isnt famous
i cant fuck wit no broad who want me to save em
but if she wan give top i’m gon be filated

IMBACK!!! [prod. by bxnji x crystation]

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