+ @sacredsss
prod me n @0kurts n @prodbybuu
buu made the cover

lyrcs
all these hoes want is your money, drugs
broke her heart ion rly give a fuck i'm done with sluts
i point my blick up to the moon i might just catch these slugs
im too high yea i can't think don't know whats in my cup
know they tryna steal my sound but they jus fuckin up
knew yo bitch she was a dub fw thugs n scrubs
and i was with yo lil bitch and she was suckin up
these clones can suck my nuts
i swear its up its stuck
that boy got smoked like cart
tier list, i'm off the charts
we in that fuckin cut
n this shit aint even start

bitch ima walk in that function i cant even think bitch im off of that za
i turn that boy 2 nothing balenci im rockin i take me a perc and i fly
yuh im rockin that vtmnt tell me somebody thats better than me n u can't even try
cuz nobody better than me they ain't getting more cheddar than me and my mf guys
im stepping in balenci everyday i know dey wanna fuck me they say im 2 fly
bitch i got a k n its kitting his head
knew he wanna die he mf fly

sacreds - slugs (prod. motui x kurts x buu)

y u ig stalkin u a lame, i made like 20 bands i put it in my safe
i made like 20 racks ill put it in ur face, oh look she want me back idc bitch u lame
he tryna fw me i aint gon fw him i aint gon talk to him no
she wanna fw me she gotta get in like i aint gon fw her nah
this pussy boy wanna talk, then this pussy boy gettin locked
how many times do i gotta say it to ur face bitch im goin up
yeah your man lookin real stuck, he put a band down just to fuck
why he fanned out thats tuff, go get ur bands up lil cuck
why this ho talking bout us, yeah ho there aint no us
i aint fuckin around w no slut, yeah bro catch up to my slugs
ion got time for this shit ion got time for this bitch, uhuh
why this kid play when he hit dont play when you hit like, uhuh
ian gon pay for this shit, dont fw your shit like, uhuh
why this kid play when he hit, dont play u aint him, uhuh
nah this blunt aint gon calm me down with no bitch that gon hold me down
my big chop gon air it out, got my top down its funny now
my new bitch gon hold me down, while this old ho think its funny now
that old ho lookin scummy now, put my dick up in her tummy ow
yeah she in my head tho, my main bitch wouldnt like that
cant get in my bed naw, i aint folding for no psyche trap
ian getting less tho, im too high for that hike back
my chop put him in a bed now, im two faced bitch im like that
im like im finna fight back i aint folding
pussy boy i dont like that u molding
got no motion, in my hands gotta potion
finna slide thru in that lotus, like godamnn he frozen
that boy frozen, where ya pole at, guess he loadin
i rolled him up i guess its sum cuz he potent ummm
i rolled him up i guess he sum this shit tokin ummm
he still talkin shi ill bust in him like trojan lolll

lameee prod gabrius

prod. dollatega, junoes, shvlo, fltr
(Verse 1: FLTR)
Hard love and enemies they been filling up all my time
All of these discussions ain't got me in my best mind
But I been tryna find my way out
But I been in my mind, for way too long

(Pre-chorus: FLTR)
I been poppin' all these pills they been driving me crazy
Just tryna pay the bills maybe I don't need a lady
Think I'm off the deep end nobody can save me
Just save me
Just save-

(Chorus: FLTR)
Ah!
I don't even know where to start
I've been living in my mental pride
What's the point in even being kind?
Think I'm off the deep end nobody can save me
Ah, ah, ah!
I don't even know where to start, start, start, start
I've been living in my mental pride, pride, pride, pride
What's the point in even being kind, kind, kind
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-nobody can save me

(Verse 2: FLTR)
When I say, it's forreal
I'm on a mission, to act on all my feels
Until I get a crew, that give a fuck
I'm outta luck, until I get someone that gives a fuck
I've have enough with other folk
Hard pill to swallow, guess I'm boutta choke
ah, ah, ah
I'm on my own boat
ah, ah, ah
Livin' off own hope!

(Verse 3: Apoorv Sharan)
you should prolly take control
of this thing my hands are shaky
going 90 on a freeway often
thinkin bout a lady 
oh i could stay i could go
i could run I could walk away
its hard to say what kinda
difference would it make in the world
you're no friend you're nobody
just a shadow of my mind 
but what difference would it make
if you loved me

(Pre-chorus: FLTR)
Yeah, I been poppin' all these pills they been driving me crazy
Just tryna pay the bills maybe I don't need a lady
Think I'm off the deep end nobody can save me
Just save me
Just save-

(Chorus: FLTR)
Ah!
I don't even know where to start
I've been living in my mental pride
What's the point in even being kind?
Think I'm off the deep end nobody can save me
Ah, ah, ah!
I don't even know where to start, start, start, start
I've been living in my mental pride, pride, pride, pride
What's the point in even being kind, kind, kind
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-nobody can save me

(Outro: FLTR)
I been poppin' all these pills they been driving me crazy
Just tryna pay the bills maybe I don't need a lady
Think I'm off the deep end nobody can save me
Just save me
Just save-

DEEP END! (feat. Apoorv Sharan)

808 w/ gr4eme & nears

me and @raizomin 
adriiaas:
ik i been gone for a minute
ik you're in need of attention
baby ease up i dont like tension 
its hard to read ya when we're texting

raizomin:
and i'm really gone in the essence
as you take your walk 
look what you're left with
lack of affection 
and no direction
that's without mention of
of us 
and now i want you back now
i havent been good since im treated like a background
ive been doin better since now we've got this chat now
im gonna hold you down, you better not tap out

have i lost my touch
or can it be what it was?
or maybe lets make it new 
either way i wouldn't fuss
as long as it's us
for me that is enough
cause you know i, i'm not finished
even tho ive been gone for a minute

a minute w/ raizomin (adriiaas)

lil bitch imma goat wit that za in my system 
he thought he was tuff told my niggas 
(go)
he thought he was tuff told my niggas blitz em 
48 had a jam nigga had to stick em 
only tough on the gram we can get him lifted 
send a nigga to hell do u wanna 
send a nigga to hell do u want a ticket 
brodie hop in dat v niggas got it rented 
dummy thought he could peep niggas got it tinted 
hadda throw on a ski, ready for dat mission 
brodie shootin from deep, nigga tryna spliff em 

if he don’t wanna box have dat nigga pressed 
tryna kill aimin for his neck 
and I thought he was tuff why that nigga stressed 
and I don’t give a fuck what dat nigga rep 
left a nigga stuck, heard he tried his best 
why tht nigga runnin we gon leave a mess
ballin like im Drummond nigga u done messed up

got his whole rent on my rent d’s on my dick gotta call up Lester 
spent his whole rent in my fit look at what I spent all my niggas fresher
got some niggas locked up in dat pen nigga fuck the cops nigga free sylvesta 
shawty buggin why she on my dick cuz she know I’m lit cuz she know I’m next up

yves: 

kuri: is u dumb nigga thought I was finished 
niggas got me on hits niggas got me livid 
imma throw on his block ballin like a piston 
how u callin me dirt but I’m in yo 

how u callin me dirt but I’m in yo mentions 
nigga hype off a clique so he gotta flex it 
Cuzzy always in blue thought he was a leftist 
dummy thought he could peep, niggas got it-

dummy thought he could peep niggas got it tinted 
hadda throw on a ski, ready for dat mission 
brodie shootin from deep, nigga tryna spliff em

no hook w yves (okazaki)

ORDER:
@frarii
@1jayne
@irisgardnn
@o06
@shozey1
@besiah
@e-n-h-a-n-c-e
@zombatino
@42sil
@1gr4eme
@oxydized
PROD: prod. swaggaholix

RACKS (CHECK DESC)

prod. snowwy

all plats

lyrics:
i put brodie on a poster
i be croppin off his head
i keep that nigga on a coaster
cuz he leakin to the feds
i put my glockie in my holster
like i put it down for bed
then i wake it up by shakin it
i think it needs some meds
i like my bitches somewhat older
they be grown like chia pets
i keep that hoe up on a coaster
she been drippin since we met
ima choke her, then fold her
then beat it till its dead
i said gon choke him, then fold him
he eatin up the lead

(im outside)
haha
dont fuck around
i use my hoe to weed em out
then we gon put yall in the ground
(whats on yo mind)
haha
dont fuck around
cuz all my dawgs gon find yo pound 
n then one call n they gon pounce

haha
what comes around, goes around, comes around
so dont you come n talk to me so classy
when i know behind my back you talkin badily
what comes around, goes around, comes around
what comes around, goes around, comes around
so dont you come n talk to me so classy
when i know behind my back you talkin badily
(what comes around, goes around, comes around)

ok
like why you runnin from a boy
this glockie wipe you like some tissue
all my niggas makin noise
we poppin out, we poppin sinew
im stayin poised, im stayin point
none my shit could ever be coined
you unconcious, im freud
you my son n ill be troy
why you boltin from me
ha, im catchin up
ima hit him wit that thunder
choppa lightin fuck him up
oh buddy you just had a blunder
all my niggas go n plunder
im on top so dont you udder
im the greatest see n wonder

(im outside)
haha
dont fuck around
yeah meet my bros we moving pounds
we movin quick we make no sound
(whats on yo mind)
haha
you fucked around
ok lets fight lets go a round
i pin you up, you down for count

chorus again.

classy!

(p. sky)
new type shit, hope yall enjoy fr love yall.

lyrics-

steady
btch we movin steady
troops is steady steppin louboutins 
yeah we is comin heavy,
yk that we come from the back
lil btch is hidin like where is you at?
my shit is extended acog on the strap  
we stay in the trap
we send you to hell while im drivin the cat
ooh im in yo city
way too high im dizzy
my shit modded got too many rounds i got like 50
boy you dyin
leave yo momma cryin
skrrt off in a maybach gaf ab the mileage

just started, on pilot
no i am not lyin
rollin up this gas so i can forget all them times again 
hollup wait, try again
maybe its on my end
im jus talkin business i just want my fkn racks man

yeah wait
ooh that boy a broke 
he look like a fckin joke 
boy u spendin money on some btches you dont even know
boy where yo funds
fck on yo momma then i fck on yo aunt
they fell for my trap n im leavin them stunned (s/o cypher)
boy you is laughin but you is the pun
i pull out my sword n slice like im trunks

like baby you the one
bitch dont im lyin, i jus want her for her guts
im jus havin fun, boy im not the one
our gangs heavy steppin we gon shoot you w our guns

damn, only worried bout my bag yeah
chain on my neck playin tag yeah
boy steady snitchin he rat n cant fw a scale he is fatter then fat yeah 
fuck on his bitch n he madder then mad yeah
hop out i slide n i crash yeah
glock 9 on the hip but i came w a mac yeah

steady

(p. zivo)
@somberpara
cover by epcmyk on cord check his shit out!

lyrics-
yeah we steppin
sendin him bullets, he cant catch em
fully automatic
21 clips no i aint talkin savage
everything you want man i already had it
diamond the bags the pearls the girls, man yk i aint cappin
i carry the straps man im neva lackin
rollin up thrax, man let me jus pack it (2x)

"man where yo focus?"
bitch im worried bout these stacks
all yall lil fckin haters
man that life yall live real sad
man its on site then
yeah we not fightin
this pipe gon blast him
boy that life you livin trash man
like go and count yo cash fam

yuh my money keep stretchin
in love w the racks i might call a reverend
but dont get it twisted, im still countin blessins
bitch fuck yo block yk what im reppin
713
hollup im countin my cheese
hollup im tuckin my G
why do yo hoe keep lovin on me
we bendin yo block then we flee the scene

yeah we steppin
sendin him bullets, he cant catch em
fully automatic
21 clips and i aint talkin savage
everything you want man i already had it
diamond the bags the pearls the girls, man yk i aint cappin
i carry the straps man im neva lackin
rollin up thrax, man let me jus pack it

@somberpara
we never lack
i got a lil 40 i showed him a strap
sound you claim is yours, heard it three years ago 
you never adapt
i could talk like this fam
nize dat when u try to react
curtains closed i think its a wrap 

kinda sad you gave that shit your best dog
think its time to rest tho 
did this shit three years and u aint make it thats a let down
heard you looking for me and u acting kinda pressed now
now that nose is runny and my bro he down to bless yuh 
im next up

xela & para
yeah we steppin
sendin him bullets, he cant catch em
fully automatic
21 clips and i aint talkin savage
everything you want i already had it
diamond the bags the pearls the girls, man yk i aint cappin
carry the straps man im neva lackin
rollin up thrax, man let me jus pack it

tysm for everything

we steppin w/ para

Lyrics:

I just really wish that you were being truthful 
She hit me saying that it was just a trust fall
there ain’t know way I’m gon believe the hoe
I put my trust in all my fucking bros
Barbed wire round my head I feel like post Malone 
Barbed wire round my head I feel like Jesus 
Jesus piece up on my neck, he holding fire arms 
If he run his mouth to much he get deleted 
She said “ I don’t really wanna fuck with ya “
told that boy to push up 
get up out the picture 
it’s like every damn moment that I’m with yahh
I think I’m in love cuz I just wanna kiss yah
think I’m crazy because I just wanna kill yah
Only time I feel safe, when I’m in the field yuh 
I got 11,000 choices of the pills hoe 
Don’t matter what you choose either way it’s gunna kill yah

they think I’m dumb because the way that I present myself 
They think I came from hell. I came from jesus Christ himself
full of liberty I think I cracked the fuckin bell 
throw yo body down a W-E-L-L  hoe 
2 barrels on the gun I’m shooting double shells
Honestly you do not wanna test E-L-L hoe 
bitch I feel like james bond I’m blowing double 00’s
I’m a prodigy lil bitch why can’t you fucking tell 

I just really wish that you were being truthful 
She hit me saying that it was just a trust fall
there ain’t know way I’m gon believe the hoe
I put my trust in all my fucking bros
Barbed wire round my head I feel like post Malone 
Barbed wire round my head I feel like Jesus 
Jesus piece up on my neck, he holding fire arms 
If he run his mouth to much he get deleted 
She said “ I don’t really wanna fuck with ya “
told that boy to push up 
get up out the picture 
it’s like every damn moment that I’m with yahh
I think I’m in love cuz I just wanna kiss yah

we steppin w/ para

xela

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