let her know (Trekyo)

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3RD STRIKE! (PRODBY668)

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No Rookie (prod. Tainykick X Whysobored)

femaleslime (prod. ssjlamar)

instagrams - @wtfshyne @sanovatrue @fuckwithdraw #scfirst

almighty flow feat. sanova prod withdraw

Topgunglo - GloBloxD (Prod. Nateonabeats) [DREAMTHUGEXCLUSIVE]

Suggin Dik

Pop Out (Prod.SoslimeTsunami)

lud foe cuttin up flipp

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LYRICS:

[Intro]

(Bong rip)
-and when he rips the bong
he wants to fuckin'...
(Bong rip)
Burn the whole damn shit.
(Starts coughing)
Where's the green at, bro?
(Starts trying to pack green over the ashed bowl.)
He's gonna pack more green on top, bro.
Like, you pack more green on top its just-
(Tries to grab the bong.)
Bro, no dude, don't touch it.
What're you- What are you doing, bro?
I gotta clear it, you fucking crack-monkey.
(Lighter flicks)


[Chorus - NotJo]

Bag up in the backpack,
fag, I'll push your back back.
Mag up in my glack glack,
I'll slide the fuckin' rack back.

Gaggin' on my Mac Mac,
and now you pussies backtrack.
Rag-tag,
And now you sad its past that.


[Verse 1 - NotJo]

You better pay up on ya' fuckin dues
before you find ya' family on the news.
Don't get this shit confused,
this is the life you choose, ay.

They'll never find the bodies,
but they gonna find the shoes,
like you was Drake
lost up in the views, ay.

You're talkin' tough, 
but you typin' in a chatroom.
I've been movin' through the silence
like a phantom in the backrooms, uh.

Actin' rough, but you wipin'
all the blood up when you whacked.
I stay aimin' steady, best believe
your motives staying tracked-


[Chorus - NotJo]

-in the backpack.
fag, I'll push your back back.
Mag up in my glack glack,
I'll slide the fuckin' rack back.

Gaggin' on my Mac Mac,
and now you pussies backtrack.
Rag-tag,
And now you sad its past that.


[Bridge - NotJo]

I said ya' little fuckin' cliques is nothin' but a ragtag,
buncha' punk-ass bitches getting bought up by a cash tag,
actin' like you hard, and go and fly the black flag-
Just some trendchasers and a catch trap tag.


[Verse 2 - luxsin]

Never gon' miss it, pistol kickin',
All of you bitches smoked like sticky,
All of you bitches on me like Dickies,
All of your lives gonna be easy pickings.

All of your eyes gon' be up on me,
You wanna try then that's a homi'
Blow 'em to pieces,
like it was the fuckin' Boston bombing.

I'm gonna tear 'em apart, bitch,
I feel like I am a Kamikazi,
Hated you from the start,
Gotta get rid of you, no I'm not sorry.

You wan' copy my swag?
Well I'm not fucking Vlone, Bari
I'm gonna give 'em a fever,
glocky heat 'em like some molly.

My choppa just ate that boy,
like a box of hot tamales.
I treat a gun like a toy,
and I pop that shit like party.

I don't know why but they still wanna chit chat.
That's okay, snap 'em like KitKat,
SnapBack, get a hit in the get back,
Got a big ass Draco with kickback.


[Chorus - NotJo & luxsin]

Bag up in the backpack,
fag, I'll push your back back.
Mag up in my glack glack,
I'll slide the fuckin' rack back.

Gaggin' on my Mac Mac,
and now you pussies backtrack.
Rag-tag,
And now you sad its past that.

Ay.

3RD STRIKE! (PRODBY668)

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