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lyrics: 

stop, that, talk, pussy you fake

idk how much, of this shit, i can take

if you run my way, better run my fade

thatch widda side light, bring my blade

and i got my blasters too

theres nothing in the world i cant master, oo

i be spreading my words, like a pastor do

got godlike flows, cause a rapture oo

imma break, my heat, like ac

flows on me, go stupid, go crazy

shoutout kidx, cos these demons wanna date me

slay me, i think that i got some adhd

praising, the way, that you hate me

i dont got time for the hating

hates what built me, look at what you made me

nobody can save me

keep moving forward cos my past is getting hazy

pacing, myself, as i move along

yo girl hmu, said she like the songs

why these people want smoke like i just hit a bong?

bitch i knew that i had talent, knew all along

i be charging for features cos im never giving shit

gimme a beat and a mic and im killin shit

killin it daily im feelin like krillin

get killed onna daily come back and im peelin shit

i ask my dad if hes proud of me uh

he said “your dad i am proud to be” uh

these people hate me and its sad to see uh

but its cool because imma keep packin Gs

you be lookin like a fool if you attack me

get up out my space, get back please

imma made you walk the plank, to the black sea

or i might pop up in your face, like acne

i might pop say waddup like im dashie

stompin yo skull and yo neck where the grass be

im so fed up with these people they nasty

i hit at yo top now yo cut lookin patchy

RAPTURE [PROD. 5:10]

watch how i run to the check 

just like a nerd i cam in with my tech (tec)

feelin like ralph im bouta wreck

i beat from the back and she gimme dat neck

think that u big but u built lke a insect

how u have sex but u dont got a bitch yet?

spittin these bars yeah im makin that bitch wet

bo2 i came in wit a reflex

just like zombies i came in with my raygun

throwin paper yeah that bitch gonna shake sum

u got a problem bitch then go and say sum

knocked to his top now that bitch finna stay slump

if i reach my goal then im uppin the score

how u fake now but i knew u before?

they say im a goat i came in with my horns

im finna charge im not knockin no doors

overthinking bitch im clouded with thoughts

i only want green i aint talkin bout moss

girl like alfredo i gave her my sauce

kicked her out the crib cos that bitch is a thot

spittin too sick bitch im feelin like covid

i get the coins im not talkin bout tokens

i am unstoppable call me the chosen

flow is so cold bitch i think that its frozen

just like brawlhalla u gettin shut down

not talkin trees but u gettin cut down

after im done she lke "what now?"

kick her to the street cos this check imma run down

walkin outside, bitch im hearin gun sounds

remington bitch i came with my slug rounds

tappin his head that boy lookin dumbfound

hittin my ult bitch im feeling like bloodhound

BLOODHOUND FREESTYLE [PROD. SAINT URYA]

COVER BY @XION90K

lyrics: 

my mind is too complex
all of u ppl think u spittin shit is straight nonsense
sai u my homie was my dog aint talking bout gromit
u was the brother to the end that sht a fake promise
u talkin shit, well then im offin ya
cos we aint fuckin wit the opps like the mafia
ill be the one to kill u twice and i aint stoppin wit the team
know we poppin wit the beat 
shit im offa here

feelin great man just too classy
be the homie to cover and smack yo mom on the asscheek
i aint holdin any grudges if we cool then its past me
if u wish to be the best then bro you better get passed me

aint no potato on the barrel issa fuckin yam
talkin shit that onomontopeia hit him bam bam
cookin up while in the stu, someone got a pan
thought i couldnt get another dub i went and did it again

hot damn
man im chillin wit the bros thats fam
ppl sheep no life, they lamb
light him up like the sun, get tanned
spit sick get rich thats brand
really stompin on shit like ants
i get it sticky in her hair like cantu
she like to eat it like a panda wit da bamboo

make one bad sonng what i cant do
take over this shit what i plan to do
holy shit man, im the man too
crew hanging out da van wit a damn tool

on me pockets fat and the pants too
see yo hoe she a freak get ran through
see me he weak he ran oo
wrap him up he lookin like a crab rangoon 

boy u stay wit da trash like a raccoon
give him lessons and ik he comin back soon
wit da milfs and they sippin like sassoon
hot damn baby girl what dat ass do

think u tough boy u smellin like some rat poo
blade is stickin to his body like a tattoo
we be smokin his pak and its gas too
act like a pussy better go and get some cat food

MAFIA [PROD. HINH X BRYANMELZ X 20JAC]

lyrics:

(this was a freestyle)

shit get hot when i step into the place
got u starstruck dont know what to say
slick up out the mouth finna put u in yo place
yeah u chillin rn u gon end up inna grave

feel like Thors i dont fear any enemy
lookin for some pity i dont need any sympathy
fuckin wit my homies only shit that’ll get to me
u a bug compared to me u gettin stomped like a centipede

im on my up shit feelin ascension
fiend for every dollar u just work for da pension
writin like an author i be workin on penship
sike nah im cappin nah this shit is not written

feelin like a samurai im slicin like kenshin
u got bitch in yo blood thats the shit that im sensin
u a stick in the mud thats why nobody listen
feel like mason maybe woods the way im onna mission

me and T smokin gas and we fly like its heavenly
when i fuck up onna mic thats a day that youll never see
500 on yo head price big like its jeopardy
illin everything i touch im not talkin bout leprosy

sippin drank out the cup im not talkin bout no wok bitch
shawty got a lil bit of ass she a goth bitch
everybody know that we laugh when u drop shit
everybody know that u mad when we talk shit

go stupid for the cash
eat beats like it fastfood
baby kinda bad
skinny waist, and a ass too
hit it from the back
and it smack then i pass it to the homies in the back of the caddy smokin gas too loud

808 hit like a fist it pound 
CANT TAKE MY MIX CANT BITE MY SOUND
IMMA KING INNIS BITCH SO GIMME MY CROWN
LEAVES HIS ASS INNA TRASH NO LOST AND FOUND

they surprised when a white boy murder dat
spit sick and he got swag never heard of that
hoe try to dm onna gram i aint flirtin back
hittin up the bank with a stack
 inserting cash

infrared sight light em up kick back
imma pimp wit da chicks but im not slick back
like a chimp innis bitch throw shit get clapped
sick him get clipped u shit u mad

TROLL OF JOM [PROD. H!CKEY]

PROD. ME

COVER BY @YESNHELSON ON IG

LYRICS:

[MISERI]
stay wit da dogs inna cut just like marmaduke
feel like im feral the way that im barkin dude
try to step in onna gang then we harmin u
i got a beam that’ll turn u to particles
fly as a bird they compare me to cardinals
do i pick bitches or music aint hard to choose
all of these rappers are makin it hard to lose
they would just quit if they peeked in my arsenal uh

i like the way that she movin her waist
body so fine and she cute inna face i dont do any talkin i move in the place and pursue what i want she gon do what i say

i stay alert bro i sit by the K
dont say a word or we makin u pay
shit gettin major we bringin dat pain
act like a demon then u can get slain

u can get put on a stretcher
we teach u a lesson this shit like a lecture 
i came wit a gadget just like the inspector
crossed off wit da chalk on a board like professor do
talk on my twizzy we pull up we pressin u
calm tf down take a look who u testin foo
dont let that ego n shit get the best of u
i got yo girl and she lick on my testicles 

i call my demons to take out the rest
everytime i try to listen to ppl thats dissin that shit always sound like some mess
i find it funny how all of these dummys all think that they really can spit it da best
up til infinity know that im finna be killin this shit im not pussy i speak wit my chest
shootin my shot and i know that its wet

playin my cards like i stay wit a deck
hit from da back and she screamin out yes
she gettin wild like she came from the west
dont call my phone bro just leave me a text

shawty be twerkin
demons be lurkin
seein my growth im like damn i deserve it
finished a song im like damn it its perfect
i got a couple new hits i be servin

[JASWED]
Roll up in foreigns
You know we be swerving
Jaswed on the mic 
And it's making them nervous
I get deep inside and 
They Call me a surgeon
I chill in my tomb,
And im filled with some curses 

So like 
Motherfucker dont touch me
If you wanna risk it, imma turn this shit to rugby
Gonna be uncomfortable like sitting in a bus seat
Hit em with the book, I told that bitch to go study 

Flow is too nasty like rico
I told you i'll never go broke and I said it like P-lo
Their rapping is cancer
They put me in chemo
And They wanna know but they wont know what we know
Like yeah
Stay with my dog in the cut like im shaggy
I work for my shit but you wont see me bragging
And They will not make it because they are lacking
She came with a dumpy and you know she backing

ARSENAL [W/ JASWED]

WAKE THE FUCK UP PUFF (PROD. HIALDEZ)

hop innat scat

oomi, zoomi

spinnin da block like a dog wit dem zoomies

choppa got double D but it aint boobies

we make his shoulder lean just like lil uzi

dis girl is freaky she wan make a movie wit me

her ex got a problem put him on a T

i go go my gadget we makin a scene

u need sum precision to step to da kings

bitch i be slidin on beats like grease dats why

i be gettin dis cheese no pete-za pie

say dat im shit but deez hits dont lie

i be gettin deez clicks no miss oh my

claimin im clonin my gang

but that aint a thang

cos we got da same damn slang

u just be hatin the way that we move aint no savin yo soul we leave u inna waste

bars got a bite

yeah they got a taste

yes i got a type

cant fuck it yo bae

i giver dat pipe

and im gon deliver dat right

so fye dat she wanted to stay

we gon pop out like surprise

my boys finna rise to occasion he bringin dat kay

people be shocked dat im white

but i got dat seasoning but im not talkin ole bay

people be holdin back on me if they got a problem boy what in the fuck did you say

they wanna stalk on my ig they bein just like me they wannabe me but they fake

stealin my lyrics and stealin my ways

bark wit no bite we put u on a grill til yo shit is well done cook u up like a steak

we eat u up wit no plate

PRECISION 2 [W/ SNOS] [606FU[KEDTHISUP]

ALL PLATS


i be inna stu like veggies be

smokin on lettuce leaf, hm

fuck it, put em where da heavens be

if he tryna step, to me

fuck what he have, take what he got

he met his head at the end of da chop

hit em wit chemicals clean em wit mops

just like a zombie we leave em, rot

try n run, but im faster bruh

caught em lackin den i snatched em up

said he pack a couple gats inna truck 
but he was lackin cus we jacked his stuff

started smackin em for actin tuff

he just another pussy ive done dealt with before so i got me some practice yuh

dey say my flow is so magical

told em reach up fuh da sky, finna make em fly
yeah we huntin duck, uh

lil bitch wanna bite, but she isnt nice, needa tummy tuck, uh

he gon needa stick

when u step up to me i dont needa blick

dont believe it til u come n see dis shit

there aint nothin i like more than bein pissed

steady smokin on da gas im puffin crop dust

way i eat up da track, dis shit a pot luck

crazy like im off some fuckin crack, but i aint got nun

all u bitches talkin on my hits buts yall aint got one

i just like to talk my shit cus yall aint bout it

walk up in da fuck mosh dis shit is crowded

i hit my bitch right from the back and she was shoutin

u talk dat shit but u live in government housing

ROT [PROD. ME] [@1miseri]

WHAT A TRIP [W/ KIDx] [PROD. KIDx]

gyotis loves bbws

im back >:P

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IG: @1miseri @xokidx @gyotis @fonywallace @sosbug

CROSSFADED [W/ KIDx & GYOTIS] [PROD. FONY WALLACE]

yams w/ blxdesmith [nickyots]

FENTY PATCH [W/ BIG DOM X KOKO] [PROD. KIDx]

SHOUTOUT SOS FOR BEING THE GREATEST COLLECTIVE OUT THERE!!!

lyrics:

can’t trust a bitch 
with a buddy
no holly 
stay on the border 
like my name was collie 
how i’m off addy 
when it feel like molly
phone go 2 ways 
bitch come call me 
wanna keep it low 
but you geek when you saw me 
percky ol bitch 
always act on the coffee 
paste in the bank 
now that shit 
do you copy 
money like wrists 
how it’s coming in sloppy

lost my bitch 
i know she basic 
big dom big fent 
bitch i laced it 
this bitch love me 
my bitch hate it 
sos 
you girl gon rate it 

no 
i did not debate it
got where i’m at 
now they all wanna glaze it 
gang on the track 
and they all wanna play it 
got where i’m at 
now i know that i made it

HAT MAN [W/ GYOTIS X KIDx X KOKO] [PROD. 002FATAL]

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D E E P in N Y (feat. DOC & Goodmorning)

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MAMA [W/ GYOTIS] [PROD. WEED DRUGGIE]

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[MISERI]
stick play bitch look like we playing with some chop sticks

stop shit, if he pull up on me he get popped quick 

cop shit, bitch im broke as hell so imma shoplift

if he talkin shit then imma put him on the watch list


yeah, baby gurl what it do?

people comin up to me like who the hell are u? who are you? who is he?

idk but he a freak

pussy wetter than lake, pourin out just like a sink aye

but imma run it up tho

yo bitch like my taste so when she see me she get up close 

people want my music so im grinding with the uploads 

pussy wantin smoke so when he see me he gon duck slow

and thats a matter of fact 

fuck all these runner ups im gettin to the top of the stats

she fuckin w me then i dip when im done beatin her back 

and all these people call me justin cos the way im so cracked 

[GYOTIS]

smoke em like crack, aye
i aint nut but i spit on her back aye
know i get it then im flippin the pack aye
got the brick i aint talkin bout shaq aye
flip the pack now im rich like bezos
flippin crack no brown like nino
where he at cant find em like nemo
leave his face scarred like al pachino

[MISERI]

now im laughin to the bank, no sosa

people wanting free handouts like oprah

spittin like yung master no yoda

yo girl be doing splits all on my lap just like some yoga

[GYOTIS]
getting juggy we gon go retarded on beat uh
sliding on the beat while she sliding on my meat uh
i just seen god i was off a whole sheet uh
we gon get violent just send me the deets uh

pink panther im sippin dirty nesquick
shorty wanna try something new, i said bet bitch
they gon put my mixtape on datpiff
future just heard my verse and said thats it

names pete uh uh not peter
if she wan fuck i ah meet her uh 
this d suck up she ah eater uh
she cheat uh uh i ah beat her uh 
 
stick play you know im wit it
sticks up uh, yall gon get to dippin
23 on my side scottie pippen
gun sound pants brown cuz he shitted

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