jelly bean flow

This Is Too Forced (Extended Version)

Props goes to Jungle Beats Radio for putting this idea in my head, shouts out to them for listening to this shit live.

Sources: 

Whats Goodie - Injury Reserve feat. Cakes da Killa
Dumplings - Pink Guy

Goodie Dumplings

FUKKIT - Grim Reaper

- smokin on opps -
most of this was freestyled
prod. @healingpowers // mixed by yung bambi + me
[available 4 download] - click more -

Gas Only (Prod. Heal)

[VERSE I: NORMAN ATOMIC]

barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
plague with the wicked ways
it's back to the rapturing
actually capturing souls in a black canteen
open the cap and become blackened
back to the back of the lac
flicking cigarette ash
got a chain made of crack
i smoke diamonds and laugh at yall strapped with the gat
like i'm actually scared to die
pull the fucking trigger
back to the back
eyes rolling back
spent all my racks
spent it on crack
spent it on smack
look where i'm at
ain't going back
ain't going back

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

got a heart so cold
remember selling dope
remember selling coke
DEA pulled me over
plain cars, plain clothes
i didn't bend an inch, strictly sticking to the code
few years ago, was masked up
robbing stores
i set em up on craigslist, then
robbed em em at the door
i'm at the bottom trying to eat
i got no hope
fuck
big ben's death had my head fucked up
i'm popping roxys with the benzos
chest fucked up
i guess my lucks up

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

INTROVERSION 2.0

$UICIDE WAVE BY $UICIDEBOY$

Conversations With The Devil [Prod.By Mikey The Magician x Will Snow]

prod @nukka_is_dead and @healingpowers 
mixed and mastered by me 
niggaz gon stop playin wit me

lyrics __ 
that 38 come wit a DOT if i reach for that can then you know im gon POP, D-E send yo ass to the DOC i be sippin on wok wit that sack in my sock , crack like a lock we got gas like a lot i be flippin them packs pick up wraps they at posh foe nem step on the gas on our ass its the cops and we cannot pull over cuz we all got glocks, 
them shots hit yo function they runnin out, 
need a strap at least one if im comin out, need gas i need somethin to calm me down hit it on tour tell yo whore to stop callin now, 
they thought i was flexin im ballin now, 
i get cards and my checks they all comin now, my niggas want smoke aint no talkin out i tell my foe be like debo and stall em out 

they be like foe what the fuck is you talkin bout ? , aint no mercy for pussies we mark em out,uh ,  a nigga on deck then im sharkin out i pull that larkin yo organs start fallin out 

aye im runnin around wit that K , on yo block sweepin shit up like a rake, 
we shoot a opp in the face - wait til his funeral shoot up the wake , aye , bullets always penetrate so when that nigga died he took that to the grave bitch , i gotta go i cant stay its way too much to do dont got time of the day 


them niggas be plottin they talkin bout wackin me im finna pull up no gravity 
i was in her mouth like a cavity i dont want date just the face so she mad at me, 
yo bitch tryna catch me like tackling but i just step back - blow like a tragedy, why all this violence keep happening? thats cuz these niggas who keep after me, 

put that bitch on the corner its trafficking catch me in traffic a wood in my company, that gun wit me too when it come wit me if you try takin me that mean you come wit me, 
cant hang wit me my niggas stunt wit me, you cant bang on me pussy cant front on me, these niggas act gangsta and shit but the real ones is dead i make you what you wanna be , 

killin anything you put in front of me her pussy drippin that shit it was funneling, he droppin the ball like he fumbling diamonds is black and yellow like a bumblebee

Red Dot (prod. Nukka x H e a l)

lyrics:

.45 STAND TALL LEAVE YA ASS 6 FEET

SHORT NIGGA DIE LONG SHOULD'VE NEVER DISSED ME/

GOOGLE CHROME THAT USERNAME,

AND CHECK MY FUCKING HISTORY/

GUARANTEED YOU SENDING SHOTS I GUARANTEE THEY MISS ME/

NIGGAS TRYNNA COOK BEEF IM HUNGRY FOR THAT MINCEMEAT I KEEP A CANNON ON ME PERFECT PICTURE WHEN YO SHIP SINK/ 

HOPE THAT MAKE IT CLICK FOR YOU AINT NO NEED FOR CLICK-BAIT I KNOW IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO PROMO ALL THEM MISS-TAKES/

DAMN THAT WAS A MISTAKE, I REALLY MEANT YO MIXTAPE/

SHE GON GIMME NOGGIN WHILE I AUTOGRAPH HER TITS, FACE/

FLOW LIKE WATER FALL IT ALWAYS SPILLS INTO ITS FIXED SHAPE/

I MIGHT NEED A SKI MASK CAUSE IM TAKING ALL YO SHIT AWAY/



WHATS THAT UP MY SLEEVES/

DISILLUSION AND CONFUSION/

DEATH GRIPS ON MY KNEES/

DONT BE STUPID KEEP IT MOVING/ 

HUT CADET AT EASE/

MY WHOLE FANBASE LIKE A UNIT/ 

TRIGGER PULL THEN SQUEEZE/

BLOODY PULP ALL NATURAL JUICING/ 

SLIDE ON YOU LIKE ROLLER SKATES THATS CUT UP ICE YO ROLLIE FAKE I MEMORIZE YOUR LICENSE PLATE HAVE INTEL LOCATE YOUR ESTATE/ 

WHERE YO FAMILY STAY/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

WHILE I DEMONSTRATE/

THIS WHOLE TORTURE CHAMBER/

BOUNDED TO YOUR FAMILY CIRCLE TRIANGULATE ALL EMOTION LOCKED YO CAP LIKE KEYBOARD FROZEN STOP YOU IN THEM TRACKS YOU POSTED/ 

THATS YO FAMILYS FATE/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

BOY YOU BANTAMWEIGHT, 

DISAPPEAR LIKE PHANTOMS AYE/

Spotify

3. Mincemeat

QUADECA - HEART ATTACK

lyrics:

Punch into yo audio
I fuck that bitch then adios
She screaming loud like ay dios
I heard he called an audible y'all quarterback cant play that role
Don't push me I'm in album mode
That pill gets hard to swallow though

Talking bout the difference ‘tween us you do this for follow growth
I do this for crowd control 
You don't know me nada no I cant defend your problem folk
He hanging, like a stick man
I'm gonna find you, who you wit then
I don't like you, we gon' fix that
Crash that spinal, I get whiplash

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't speak, I just geek 
Y'all fake, you ain't kin, you ain't wake, you ain't me
I don't know what you want, but I got what you need
You don't fuck, with my squad, you get lit to the T

By the I
What you see
Getting caught
By my leash
You my bitch
On 4 feet
What I got
Up my fleece
That's a glock
You ain't peep
But you pink
Like a pussy
Cause you wet
By the beam
Bitch I know
Where you sleep
Where you eat
Where you speak
Where you think
Where you breathe
You gon' die
On your knees
Like a bitch
On your feet
Cut him up
To the beach
Toss it out
In the sea
What the fuck
Wrong with me
I don't know
But you see
Separate, from the weak
For the fate, of your dreams
7 days, never weak
Even pain, gotta sink
Every day, gotta weigh in
I don't know, what you saying

4. Woke

lyrics:

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami send them shots right at yo body we don't fall out we surrounding ’em
Bring the yellow tape
He ducking
Back that fronting shit or shut it
Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit
When I see him Imma bust ’em

Yea right
Keep your promises I know you wont on sight
End yo life
Only once I hear you begging for it twice
You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right come hot and ready like some rice

Face card not there I don't even wanna care I cant stand everybody everywhere that's how I feel
Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal
Every day I'm living that's another day of cheap thrills, drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill
Kill yourself once heal
Kill yourself twice for real
I cant stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils
Ya whole entire clique in fear
If you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career
Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic paint a picture wit this static
The talent they cant handle
The bars that leave ’em panicking and scrambling for some ammo while I'm hidden in the shadows
Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill while he stalking in the dead of night
Just as an example
I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning latest scandal, raid your house and kill your family accidentally go to court and get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle

5. Fly (On the Wall)

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

[ig: @soskidx @sheluvscotty @soshybrid @khalilvegas]

KHALIL VEGAS x GYOTIS x $CXTTYBRVH x KIDx x HYBRID - HOLLABACK CYPHER

BISCUITS! [FEAT. $COTTY] [PROD. POLOBOY 81*] IG: @soskidx @sheluvscotty

Seek

Seek prod. by Feels

Mixed by TheWildDutchman

Lyrics:

MY SOUND AGE LIKE WINE TO ME 

STOP WASTING MY TIME MAN HONESTLY

SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SHIT PROPERLY 

ITS CLEAR TO EVERYBODY IM THE GUY TO BEAT 

EARNED STRIPES BUT THEY HURT LIKE SCARS TO ME

NIGGAS STARTIN TO SOUND LIKE BRAUDS TO ME 

TRYNNA TALK LIKE A BITCH GO HEAD FOLLOW ME

ITS CLEAR YOU A FAN SO YOU STALKING ME



NIGGAS WANNA FIGHT TRY BLOCKING ME OR YA BODY END UP LYING CROSS THE STREET GET CAUGHT YOU AINT GETTING UP COMFORTABLY 

NO YOU NOT WHAT YOU CLAIM IN YOUR SONGS TO ME/

BITCH WANT SEE ME GOT GET YOUR GUY RIDDEN,

GOT JUICE LIKE SYNAGOGUE NOT KIDDING,

CREEPING UP MY SPINE CROSS ME LIKE FINISH,

BLOWING ON GREEN POP EYE LIKE SPINACH/ 

NOT GONNA LIE STYLE SO AUTHENTIC,

THATS WHY MY LIFESTYLE UNCUT AND UNRENDERED/ 

I GOT HOT LINES AND THEY BURN LIKE EMBER I SMOKE TWO G’S JUST TO MATCH MY SWEATER MY FACE MASK TIGHT BUT ITS NOT ALL LEATHER YOU SMELL DEAD SKIN THATS MY ENEMIES FEATHERS I DONT FEEL BAD KINDA BROUGHT ME PLEASURE/

SPITTING SICK LIKE IM UNDER THE WEATHER/ 

IM SO SELF CENTERED/

GET OFFENDED/

I JUST DESCENDED/

FROM THE HEAVENS/

I BROUGHT MY MESSAGE/

MIGHT AS WELL SEND IT/

TO ALL MY CRITICS/

STAY BEHEADED/ 

AND WHO YALL KIDDING/

LICK THE STAMP CAUSE YOU MUST BE TRIPPING/

SHE WANT FUCK BUT SHE DONT WANT MENTION/

CAUSE SHE DONT WANNA TALK BOUT BUSINESS ALL OVER HER TWITTER/ 

THIS AINT FOR BEGINNERS MY PENIS HER DINNER RAIN WHITE LIKE A WINTER SNOW STORM OUT IN DENVER/ 

I COME TO DELIVER YALL COME AND DISMISSAL/

RIDING HIGH LIKE A MISSILE I HIT YOU/ 

LOSING FRIENDS BY THE END OF MY PISTOL/ 

SAY GOODBYE BUT I KNOW THEY WONT MISS YOU/

LEAST THIS 38 SPECIAL GON KISS YOU/

SNUB NOSE CUTE HOW IT SNEEZE WHEN IT BLESS YOU/

Fukkit - To Me (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

RIP STEPHEN HILLENBURG

Shenanigans feat. Yung Bans (prod. Jasiah & Ronny J) from Jasiah I Am

Download/Stream Jasiah I Am - https://Jasiah.lnk.to/JasiahIAmSo

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Shenanigans feat. Yung Bans (prod. Jasiah & Ronny J)

GLOCKCOCK
#nephilimgang x #deadgang #trashgang
Shoutout ghostfvce and lil6ixxx
Visuals on Trash Gang

Idontflinch

Witchouse 40k x Lil6ixxx - IDONTFLINCH [prod. Ghostfvce]

Follow my IG: @ShotgunWilly
YouTube- https://youtu.be/Wguf1c9J30Y
@Yung-Craka
prod. CoridaArtist
❗❗FIRST SONG OFF THE UPCOMING EP "Willy The Kid" COMING SOON❗❗

Lyrics: 
Im making a brick
I got me a chick
She driving me crazy
And now that im rich
And now im the shit she wanna have babies
I aint gonna lie
I wont even try
Im whippin Mercedes 
Or fuck it a bently 
Im with my hoe wendy
Yeah that is my lady

Ay
You all out of luck
Im spitting my game
I think yo bitch want me
Yuh
Come over to fuck
And we run a train
Like we playin zombies
Ay
She think im the best
Imma flex on my ex
And these hoes let me fuck cause im comin up next
I Got Coin in my chest
I finesse her for neck
And i count up a check and a check and a check

Cash go fast
Spend it on wendy cause she throw it back
Huh im 1st  ay you last
I do the dash and i feel like flash
I got a brand new bag
Bitch i ain’t bluffing i stuff it with racks
Ay
I make a wish like cancer kids to get yo 
bitch to kiss my dick

There ain’t nobody that is better than me
You can look if you need but theres nothing to see
If I want imma cheat i got hoes on their knees
And i fuck em for free while i count up these Gs
And if she not a hoe she can count up my dough
She gone grab on my dick like she rowin a boat
And My chick Center fold but the bitch getting old so i kick it with wendy and she get the gold

Ooh i smashed 
im boutta turn wendy into a momma
I got her a Brand new jag
I hit the gas and you cant see the bottom
Bitches the used to lag
Now i fuck these hoes and I don’t got a condom
Shirt got brand new tag
Cause now every check that i get got a comma

jelly bean flow

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