U know what the time it isssssssss🙆🏽‍♂️

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
they wanna take my fucking life
but they gon take these fucking slugs
bloody murder with the knife
serrated blade up in her guts

my baby like it when it hurt
an angel drained of all its blood
she don’t worry ‘bout her safety
ain’t no thang, i keep it tucked
ain’t no human, i’m a god
from either demons or above
walk around like i’m a saint
puffin smoke like i’m a thug

keep FMJ up in this AUG
i’m hoping he won’t duck
replicating all the horror scenes i saw when i was young
i keep staining cuz the blood on me ain’t washing out my jeans
luckily them fuckers black, so that shit kinda hard to see
i foresaw an evil prophecy
i drown it down with bleach
his arteries, yea, they ain’t hard to reach
keep .40 with a beam

i keep tracers in the drum
couple dracs, that’s just for fun
i see pain up in your face
closest thing i feel to love
dirty dancing with the devil
feel the flame up on my tongue
i hate every human being
and if i could, i’d kill em off

(smoke like i’m a thug)
kill em all
(i’m a thug)
kill em all
(good thing i keep it tucked)
kill em all
(keep it tucked)
if i could, kill em all

they wanna take my fucking life
but they gon take these fucking slugs
bloody murder with the knife
serrated blade up in her guts
my baby like it when it hurt
an angel drained of all its blood
she don’t worry ‘bout her safety
ain’t no thang, i keep it tucked
ain’t no human, i’m a god
from either demons or above
walk around like i’m a saint
puffin smoke like i’m a thug

keep FMJ up in this AUG
i’m hoping he won’t duck
replicating all the horror scenes i saw when i was young

tumbling doll of flesh

NO TALK - Bumboi w/ Y$57 (prod. evileaf)

STATIC SHOCK FT. SADFRIENDD & BUMBOI (PROD. SAURXN)

spitcup W/ NIKKO

KeYs. (PROD. SOGIMURA)

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

Produced by me.

Lyrics :

turn this gridlock to a stain 
I caught his driver from the right side 
broke my back to make
what they snort in a line 
I leave them wide eyed
coming for they necks 
all disrespect 
they feeling like it’s fright night 
at attention 
like a soldier
red October 
I kill the zeitgeist 

live from the red 
everybody sticking to me 
like a roach
or the feds
got them thinking that 
I’m tripping 
got my foot up on the ledge
all these dumb mother fuckers
can’t see
I got my foot up on they necks

blood in the wreck 
crash dummy on the pavement 
every single thing that I been saying 
is a statement 
guts re-arranging
how they like it
open wide baby 
gully spit and they excited

I got no time today 
I feel impatient 
get out ya seat 
shakes hands with your replacement 
pretty little suit and tie
for the hang man
shake while you still can 
everybody’s waiting

I got not time to waste
I feel amazing
up on the stage
I caught what I been chasing 
hand me the rope
it got my heart raising
smile while I still can
am I your favourite?

I feel desperate 
I need cash I need a hundred fucking racks
when my pockets empty 
when I know I need to get that back
little something in my bag
head to toe I’m dressed in black
army boots and balaclavas
turn this mansion to Iraq 

turn this gridlock to a stain 
I caught his driver from the right side 
broke my back to make
what they snort in a line 
I leave them wide eyed
coming for they necks 
all disrespect 
they feeling like it’s fright night 
at attention 
like a soldier
red October 
I kill the zeitgeist 

live from the red 
everybody sticking to me 
like a roach
or the feds
got them thinking that 
I’m tripping 
got my foot up on the ledge
all these dumb mother fuckers
can’t see
I got my foot up on they necks
blood in the wreck 
crash dummy on the pavement 
every single thing that I been saying 
is a statement 
guts re-arranging
how they like it
open wide baby 
gully spit and they excited

Live From The Red

Featuring: @loat66
Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoCreep
Lyrics:

(LOAT!)
Fuck, marry, kill and im doing all 3 
I don't even want the bitch if she aint crazy bout me 
Ill leave a hoe hanging if she complain around me 
Its the real underwxrld in this bitch how I creep
Creep
They all know im hot 
Hotter than a twat 
Got these bitches taking shots 
Its liquor on her tongue 
Its liquor on the rocks 
And im finna find a plug and we finna open shop 
What you want? This a rock 
Baby that's a Glock 
Put it in your name cause im running from the cops 
She don't look away when im shooting at that opp
Now im beating up that box 
Pussy boy you just a bot
Get chopped 
You a poser
Real bi-polar
You don't got no masters you already sold it
You left in the past bruh its over you no one 
Your bitch made a bag off a link and you broke huh?

Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese

(NIKKO)
Grrtttaaa aye
Shawty knew I loved her when I dropped a body bout her 
She wanna be my sacrifice I put her on the alter 
Oh shit its motion now, my dick out and they all suck
Choke on it lick it bitch get my tip swolled up 
Only want it if it’s toxic 
Put my kids on it 
Show me you really bout this 
And I got a switch too (Switch 2) 
Fuck if her ex box (Xbox)
Promise if that pussy pull up on me his head poppin mami 
We hot droppin bombs im too popular 
Where yo thot went? 
Prolly toppin us 
Down there head bobbin
Balls  gargling and all 
She want fuck with the dogs all because you miss shots 
I hit buzzers 
Ha muhfucker 
Knows I would slide for her name and would die for my brothers 
What you gonna do? Love her? 
Boy you so lame she wan’ fuck with a thug and im thuggin
Bitch run it , watch opposition moving legs and kicking dust up 
Freaky as he’ll way im getting this cheese 
Creep in the dark he got hit with a beam 
Money buss out my jeans 
But ion trip on it 
Nah, ion trip bout it 
Lead the feds outta state just so I don’t get the clique caught up 
Don’t get it twisted tho, put heads on ya 
Said she hear voices all the time…
Ain’t no wonder bitch you always swallow 
Heart hollowed-out by the bottom of an Rx Percocet bottle 
Now you drownin in your thoughts and don’t even wan’ see tomorrow 
Wondering if anybody else got a soul that you could borrow 
On the other side 
Is the grass greener on the other side 
NIKKO is there dead bodies in this house or not? 
Don’t test me, I’m not with a quiz bitch 
They’ll find your body carved up outside with the ribs missing 
Gangsta

(LOAT!)
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese
Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans 
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it’s G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene 
I don't play that she can keep it from me 
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese

THE WRONG CODE (PROD. SAURXN)

☆Y$57☆

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