BEAT PRODUCED BY TRILL
LYRICS AND AUDIO ENGINEERING BY RVNE

LYRICS-

YEAH YEAH 

I BEEN FLICKING SICKER 
THAN THE FUCKIN LOOGY SPITTING 
TURNING UP THIS FUCKIN CHOON 
AND GETTING GROOVY WITH IT 
YEAH ITS A BOP
IM NEVER STOPPING 
NEVER FUCKIN QUITTING 
BUT YOU CAN COUNT OUT 
THAT THE RVNER 
CRACK YOUR TEETH 
IM HITTING 
UP THE LOCAL SHOPS 
FOR SOME CANDIES AND AN ICE CREAM   -
TO TAKE BACK TO THE PLACE 
AND SPREAD YOUR GIRLY OUT 
QUITE NICELY 
DOSENT TRY AND FIGHT IT 
OPEN UP AND COME INSIDE IT 
WOAH 
SORRY MATE 
IT SEEMS LIKE YOU AND ME AINT COENCIDING
FUCKER 

Fuck your hesitation 
fuck this situation 
always hit me up onto my phone 
you fucking sayin it like 
“rvner you’re a stupid cunt”
“everything you do is fucked” 
“no one even listens to your music” 
yeah what of it brah 

COULDNT GIVE A FUCK 
IF YOU WANNA LISTEN OR NOT 
YOU DOG 
IMA TURN IT UP 
SO ANYWAY 
SHOW ME YOUR TRACKS YOU FLOP 
CATCH ME SIPPING AT THE BAR 
I GET RETARDED
SMASH ALOT OF 
FUCKIN CUNTS 
FOR ACTING UP 
I TAKE EM OUT
LIKE ITS MY JOB

YEAH IM THE JANITOR 
CLEANING UP THIS FUCKIN ROT 
THE FUCKIN UNDERGROUND 
IS RIDDLED WITH THESE FUCKING DOGS 
ILL ROUND EM UP AND TAKE THESE FUCKERS FOR THEIR LETHAL SHOTS 
ILL JAB THE NEEDLE 
RIGHT INTO THE NECK 
ILL NEVER STOP 

FUCK EVERY SINGLE ONE 
OF THESE FUCKING PEDOPHILES 
ILL RIP THE FUCKIN GUTS OUT 
AND LET THEM SUCKAS STRETCH FOR MILES 
ILL TAKE YOUR TONSILS OUT 
AND SHOVE EM UP YOUR FUCKIN ASS 
THINK YOUR COOL FOR GROOMING KIDS 
NAH CUNT 
TOUCH FUCKING GRASS ￼

JESUS! 
CALM IT DOWN A SECOND 
DIDNT MEAN 
TO GO SPASTIC 
DIDNT MEAN TO WRECK EM 
BETTER COME CORRECTED 
OTHERWISE YOULL MISS THE MESSAGE 
THAT IVE BEEN SENDING 
TO YOU FUCKERS 
BETTER GO COLLECT IT 
IM OVER IT 
YA DICKHEAD 

BACK ONTO THE PHONE AGAIN 
HUFFING UP SOME PETROLEUM 
ROAMING 
IM LIKE A NOMAD 
A PSYCHOPATH 
NO CONTROLLING HIM 
-a
VOICES IN MY HEAD BE EMINATING 
CANT CONDONE IT BUT IM 
HUNGRY FOR YOUR SKIN 
YOU FUCKIN SUCKA 
TAKING OVER 
IMA 

RIPPEM UP IN TO SECTIONS 
I RECKON 
YOUR FUCKING LIFE IS ENDING
FLIPPING A PACK AND EXIT 
YOUR DESPRATE 
TO GIVE IT UP
SO CHECK IT 
RVNER FLOWS ARE SICKER 
THAN THE BATS FLOWN OUT 
THE WUHAN LAB 
FUCKING AROUND 
IM TAKING EM DOWN AND 
LEAVING BURIED SIX FEET IN THE GROUND
CUNT 
YEAH 

HOW YOU LIKE IT 
WHEN I RIP OUT THIS SICK FLOW 
MY ENEMIES 
NEVER BE
GETTING IN
ANYTHING 
NEAR TO ME 
REALLY G 
SHIT WOAH 

IM LIKE A MYSTERY 
YOULL NEVER GET TO SOLVE IT 
IMA PICKPOCKET THE KEYS OUT TO YOUR CAR AND FUCKING ROCKET 
OFF A CLIFF 
INTO ABYSS 
I HEAR YOUR TRACKS 
AND SLIT MY WRIST 
STUPID KIDS SHOULDNT EXIST 
EXPECTED ANY LESS OF THIS 
SHIT 
SHIT 
EXPECTED ANY LESS OF THIS 
YOU SUCKA 
IM BOUT BOARD UP WITH YOUR MOTHER 
CATCH ME UNDER COVERS

DEMONCRAFTER

DEMONCRAFTER(prod. trill)

racks!! ft (ily yeti, mf susk & jo$h) *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

pose (feat. GXNER) [ prod fony wallace x cadenbobaden ]

lyrics: 

brodie told me
that he gon live 
cause he lack shock 
dropped him down at
akron w no strap 
he the laugh stock 
only way we fit in
down here
is the crack rock
when i sell a 8 ball
know that i add chalk 

bum fell on the 
ground in the k
started sharting
so i ran in 
punted the dog 
it started barking 

bitty got cake
swooping down 
like ima great hawk 
couldn’t even do it 
disrespecting how i lake talk 

statie got me 
going 82 
bitch you buggin 
i was going 70
like i ain’t even gunnin 

fuck it 
that’s your job
you ain’t nothing 
shit i gotta 
say it again 
bitch you buggin

bitch 
i’m like a mix 
of the shit you hate 
just know 
if we ever meet 
ima hit you great 
shoulda done it a bit ago 
like this shit to late 
beat it up 
cross it
and wet 
like this shit 2k

PROUD OF YOU [W/ NICKYOTS] (PROD. NICKYOTS)

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STONE COLD (prod. Boby)

[lyrics]
Damn
They shoulda never let me loose
Know the gang by my back, and they always be in tune
Got two twin Glocks, Splash Brothers when they shoot (uh)
Hit her up and beat it down, that’s the shit I’m on
Heard he talkin’ tough, I’m at the spot, and we could get it on
Heard his mama scream, “My son is shot, somebody get a phone”
Choppa finna whistle if a nigga wanna whistle blow
He said he with the shit, last time I checked, he was a sprinter though

I’m not like yo ex man, I could be more toxic
You could never know though, you gotta trust the process
She could hit my place anytime you need hospice
If she say “I love you” then she blocked, like you got it
Slidin’ with my niggas down the block inside a sprinter van
She said the money changed me, I don’t care, lil’ bitch I been the man
I know I’m young, but I’ll still spin around like I’m a minuteman
Lil’ .40 get to action like a motha’fuckin’ camera man

Bitch
This bag require effort, had to work for it
Shorty want the money so I had to make her twerk for it
Pull up with that toolie, and you know I get to murkin’ shit
Bitch my finger itchin’ on that stick, I call it murder twitch
Tired of being middle of the pack, I strive for greatness
You could tell me that you love me, but behind you doin’ snake shit
Bitch I’m at the function and I’m boutta fuckin’ break shit
Talkin’ crazy, but you’d never say it to my face bitch

Kamikaze, go into the scene, I keep that .30 on me
Pop an oxy, big gold rounds if you talkin’ on me
Paparazzi, keep the cameras on me when I walk the lobby
Maserati, or that Lamb truck when I’m slidin’ on you
How the fuck you- damn
Like, how the fuck you got that lil’ gun in this typa scene
How the fuck you think I’m not gon’ tweak when I pop this bean?
How the fuck you gon’ escape the scene when I got this beam?

Bitch I solved the problem, Comethazine
Got a young dawg doin’ coke and promethazine
Found that lil’ bitch in a grave once he said it’s beef
Got a model bitch in LA and she textin’ me
Fuck with the gang, put yo ass under gravestones
Said you hate my shit, and then you go and sing the same songs
Shorty kinda bad, but she be buggin’ every day
So I had to cut her off, I’m tryna pave my own way hoe

Left foot, right foot, slide
Bitch I do my dance because I’m livin’ hella wild
Finna catch a body then I’m finna catch a ride
Know them niggas always hatin’ cuz they see me havin’ style
She said she know East Side Boy, bitch you don’t though
Said she love me for who I am, but you don’t hoe
Bitch I’ma tweak off this bean and Four Loko
Shorty wanna take a lil’ stroll out to SoHo

Lil’ shorty said she want a little lovin’
Bitch I’m too busy gettin’ crazy in a moshpit
I ain’t got time for any talk or any nonsense
Bitch you goin’ straight up on that mo’fuckin’ block list
Nigga I’ma run up with the drum, and then I turn into a drummer
If I pull up on his block, lil’ brodie turnin’ to a runner
Bitch I’m ballin’ like I’m Giannis, flip the ten into a hunnid
Now it’s crazy, that’s yo lover, but my music all she bumpin’

Ain’t no weird shit, but I’m in love with dead presidents
Blue bills in my pocket, they residents
Shorty is a demon, but her looks make her heaven-sent
You say you gang, but in the court you gon’ present evidence
Don’t promote the drugs, but I use ‘em for my- uh, fuck
Don’t promote the drugs, I just do ‘em for my own sake
You captain save-a-hoe, so how many is you gon’ save?
Goin’ band for band, how many hunnids is you gon’ fake?

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