Ain’t no georgia shit yuh bitch I brought my tech 🤖 

(Prod. BOWSY & GL!TCHY)

Mixed by: ISRAEL!, RED LINE SAVAGE, FLYBOYELI, and SUNNAH THE SAGE.

Cover art by: @dietpercs 

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363 UP IN DIS BIH 😳

GEORGIA TECH ft. ALT!, RED LINE SAVAGE, FLYBOYELI & SUNNAHTHESAGE (prod. BOWSY & GL!TCHY)

CLARITY [FEAT. KIDx & MISERI]

WOCKY SLOSH(PROD. DIMEBAGGIE)

LUCK FT. KIDX (Prod.KIDX)

love u

im, plantin the bomb, you mothafuckas fail the retake
bitch we on a streak, we catchin dubs because the team's great
yo chain is fake, yo neck is green, you fuckin cheapskate
pop him in his face, so fuckin hard he feel his teeth ache
wintertime, you can go, bitch i been thru it all
back then caught him ackin, bullets flew thru the the hall
and now these cheesy ass rappers prolly sue for a brawl
thinkin that you got the heat, you fuckin chewin it off
and now you chokin it, roll you up, im tokin it
pussy keep a weapon, but its useless if he showin it
homie you ain't smokin shit, better get to stowin it
hide ya bitch and all the money, then get down before explosions hit
who you know wit more shooters then tom clancy
know i heard em dissin, keep the glock where its handy
movin up a brick, im movin salt, and rock candy
when im fuckin on ya bitch, i got her poppin on plan b, tell ya slut to unhand me

24 ks, i ain't talkin bout karats
if we had a fucking fight, should be proud of ya merit
if the shoe fit, fuck em, let em keep it to wear it
cuz the lately all the fuckin oppies, wanna chirp like a parrot
they can't compete, its apparent, they in the bleachers, and starin
bitch i bring the heat, delete, and cause deceit without carin
im too elite to compare, i mix the beat with the snare
bitch im ridin down ya street, discretely, keepin it there
because i know that you was fed fucked,
knew it from the jump, id have to be the one to step up
like a doctor bitch, im givin check ups
pastor preach the peace, until the oppies tryna set up
pop a glocky during morning sermon
pastor said that im disgusting, more then vermin
im sick as shit, i can feel my fuckin body turnin
drop a clip, walk off the scene and leave my homi burnin

champions (prod. luke g)

GRUDGES

GRUDGES FT SCYTHE

I had fun making this

lyrics:

lay him on his back laid flat like a doormat
put him in a trap pig head like a saw fan
throw a can at his head now he is dead
i will resurrect you so I can kill you again
i will burn that bridge when I come to it
he said he would kill me so I said come do it you ain’t buss it before
man whore you get shot through the door
twist wants more so I gave him four

Pull up to the function we burn that bitch
he got shot in the face he got popped like a zit uh
we at the round table you ain’t a passenger
you ain’t an archangel you ain’t a messenger
slap that prick with one hand behind my back
I will find your yard I got a treasure map
rip off my bunny hat 
sit in the corner
we cant step there because they’re all doing crack

I’m an asshole swallow you like a black hole
tadpole living up in a castle
youre on the wrong road it’s taking my soul I’m growing old I just wanna die wanna fold don’t wanna ride home
all these lyrics in my head are spilling like a mac 10
I was mid in the past tense 
I would dream of this back then

fuck it up in Big Ben dotty in my trousers
shout the plug I been here for an hour
fuck do you mean you ain’t on my team
you bought a track and gave it back you fucking costing me 
trauma from my past is a fucking taunting heap 
bundle of depression fucking cutting deep

imma be me do what I want I’m free
feeling lucky win the lottery
I’m boutta play some bingo like I’m old and I’m crusty
my back is hurting I’m becoming dusty

call me dynamo boutta show u some magic
he was there then he got chopped with a hatchet
we falling from the sky crash landing
entering your mind like hacking
stop following the signs you can’t hack it

I’m terrified lighter to my eyes still can’t see my life got it memorised so high all the time wreaking all this havoc torturing blinding hiding I hate fucking trying wake up just feel like dying 
roll a zoot to prevent my crying 
I’m tired feel manic and I’m still Ill yet I’m rapping lyrics in my skull coming round like they’re lapping

you don’t know what’s best for me all this hate speech you hate me you’re crazy maybe break me 
nobody is coming to save me you just think I’m lazy 
and rude cos I got attitude I’m not a fan of you 
I don’t like you no no no

fast shit you boutta get hit with a brick
boutta get hit with 6
imma steal your rizz
why you acting diff
you gonna need a facelift
how you get robbed then go back to the same prick

PIG-HEAD (PROD. PANDEMXNIUM)

C.R.A.S.H. Unit[Prod. Yuki]

LYRICS: 

everybody act the same, everybody fuckin lame ,“ruzzy you switched for the fame”
boi better run me my fade, cuz i’m getting my shit and you mad that i stay in my lane 

anarchofuckhead i came in this bitch just to be a lil arson , lil bitch i admit it 
i ain competing with nun of you pussies cuz you wasting my time bitch you waisting my minutes 

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick 

i’m boutta pull out the mop , 
tell me why that lil pussboi act like an OPP
better watch where you steppin yo body might drop , 
if he talkin that shit send his ass to allah 

lil bitch i’m the bomb and i came to abominate 
tumble like dominos im boutta dominate 
dat boi insecurr yea dat boi overcompensate
man this shit way too ez i don’t need to concentrate 

man i get the best high , 
when i smoke on these rappers to get by
caught a stain like i’m eatin at five guys, 
keep a blade on me yellin out banzai , 
bitch i’m outside
not no metal tray, 
got yo head on a platter, im servin hate
when i say i’ll be back ima terminate
when i catch a lil vermin , exterminate, 
that’s a certain fate

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick 

everybody act the same, everybody fuckin lame ,“ruzzy you switched for the fame”
boi better run me my fade, cuz i’m getting my shit and you mad that i stay in my lane 

anarchofuckhead i came in this bitch just to be a lil arson , lil bitch i admit it 
i ain competing with nun of you pussies cuz you wasting my time bitch you waisting my minutes 

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick

LICH !

ALL PLATFORMS

LICH ! (PROD. JAMES GOLD)

OUT IN ALL PLATFORMS SOON!

ARTWORK: @umbralultt (she's currently on a break rn)
PRODUCED: @akenobeats
FEATURING: @kid_kami
MIXED: @kid_kami / @thedonhachimane

i smoke gas, no fk (fake karts), ger (german), my sales don't fuck round bitch

[238HACHIMAN]

I smoke gas, no FK, GER, my sales don't fuck round bitch
If you step, yo mind must be strong, best believe I'll burn that bridge
Cus I don't give fucks about you (you)
And I don't give fucks about him (him)
Lil bitch you stay talking bout me (me)
I'll pull and feed you that beam (beam)

This stupid ass bitch think I just sold my soul
When in reality we smoked a bowl
Getting real high now the smoke in our dome
Don't think I'm listening about yo hoes

Don't think I'm listening about yo shit
Yo music is trash, up in the bin
My music is gas, we getting lit
They peeping my flow cus they know I done switched

I'ma pull up cus my way is gritty
Got a few stans to suck on my glizzy
They gladiators, but ain't with me
Because I can handle a thousand lil bitties

Finger on trigger, I touch, collateral
I'm in my element, whore I feel natural
And I'm with KiD KAMi, we body, factual
Fucking with us boy that's gon turn you annual

It's gon turn you annual bitch, you know what that mean?
It means we gon pull up and rip through ya flesh, we be digging for ya spleen
And he has audacity, to claim he the best, I'll lay him to rest
I'll say it with chest, we be the best, you know there ain't no opposing

[KID KAMI]

I DO NOT LIKE
To talk about shit or apologize
The thing I know how to do best is make mothers cry
Actively looking for bodies to brutalize

All the voices in my head saying gun em down
Cause they do not like the way he run out his mouth
You been a pussy since you was an ultrasound
I just got paid, of course she wanna fuck me now

Boy you so pussy that you is a c-section
Thinking he better but who is he besting
I just wanna fuck I don’t care bout affection
Blade on my body yea soon as I step in

We get to swinging bitch just like it’s tekken
He think for a second he reckon I’m wrecking
We skinning him up so it look like he shedding
Boy you fake hard like viagra erections

[238HACHIMAN]

I smoke gas, no FK, GER, my sales don't fuck round bitch
If you step, yo mind must be strong, best believe I'll burn that bridge
Cus I don't give fucks about you (you)
And I don't give fucks about him (him)
Lil bitch you stay talking bout me (me)
I'll pull and feed you that beam (beam)

This stupid ass bitch think I just sold my soul
When in reality we smoked a bowl
Getting real high now the smoke in our dome
Don't think I'm listening about yo hoes

Don't think I'm listening about yo shit
Yo music is trash, up in the bin
My music is gas, we getting lit
They peeping my flow cus they know I done switched

DEADCELL [W/ KID KAMI] [PROD. AKENO]

vacant mind, my conscience makin a firm split
trapped in lines, and steady spittin the worst shit
overthinkin time, ain't even taken my first hit
and truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts bitch
understand beyond focus and make the words fit
fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, thats that pure shit
doctors cheatin at they college, they can't cure shit
you couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
we can't vibe out forever, you pussies aint ever seen strife
platinum sellin record, on the wall inside my dream life
grippin on the heat, so we just waitin for the green light
pumpin fakes, don't even know what the team like
fuck a friend, they refuse to give back my energy
everyone left and im pissin up on the memories
im sick and fuckin tired, of my life hangin in jeopardy
mentally, shot hot, faster then fuckin kennedy
used to keep my men at ease
and all them fakin fucks, now live in cribs wit high amenities
yung kuma, ain't replacable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
respectfully, to be fair im just a fuckin entity
this the typa shit, that give me soul, its not a sedative
this is what im rappin, i dont care if it's repetitive
if you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
this is what i think, and i don't care if that shit negative
im burnt out, crashin in apartments like an accident
addicts quit, then they come back rushin for that catalyst
im bad at this, when the fuck i turn into an activist
i guess im passionate, but yet im very fuckin adamant
that shit will never work, 
me and you we not the same, we cut from different fuckin percs
since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this earth
and the worst part is, i never found out my worth
bitches be like akuma bye, stop playin
in the booth and we smokin on high octane
failed in school, but shordy givin me top brain
and i was fighting for blood up until the cops came
intrusive thoughts, i wanna kill him, let the demons do it
and he gon die in my head, long as they keepin to it
you rappers boring, that shit you droppin is sleep inducing
the mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
but who am i right
while y'all been holdin it down and keepin the limelight
ever since december, been waitin until the time's right
thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
but im the top best
and i don't even try, how is you not pressed
bitch, talk less
don't got time for this shit, bitch you a hot mess

C.R.A.S.H. Unit[Prod. Yuki]

Mxshi AOA

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