1 BLXDE 2 BLXDE (PROD. LVK x FONY WALLACE)

GTA6 - 870glizzy & Fukkit (Prod. ZCR)

LYRICS

ima get the cash hoe 
don’t fuck up my cash flow 
pussy rapper faking for some clout like whatchu you mad for?


smokin hella 
yeah bitch i live my life on interstellar 
or like i’ll spin back if i die like im a wind propeller 
no matter what the drug i take is i ain feeling better 
but even if i make mistakes you still gon know the letters 

b-l-x, upping so be careful where you stand hoe 
shoutout to my homies out there trapping in the bando 
walk i make a whirlwind not somethin like a fan tho 
lemme light this blunt n tell you what i really stand for 

bad bitches, clips that filled w rounds, blunts that fat as fuck 
he gon take me down it’s 1v5 thought id be mad as fuck 
i wasn’t let him hit me till im bleeding from my lip 
looked him in the eye n said those punches won’t unfuck ya bitch 

pussy boy

i got blood on my new shirt so now im angry bitch i’m pissed 
ain no coppers get involved i settle shit i ain a snitch
still went home n ate a meal while getting pampered by my bitch 
if you tried to finish this you shoulda hit a bigger lick

UNFUCK YOUR BITCH (PROD. WXRST)

(INTRO) KISS THE RING (PROD. YUNG GENOCIDE)

TWO SEATER MUSIC (PROD. FREEQUENZY)

lyrics: https://genius.com/Zotiyac-shake-lyrics

SHAKE (Official Audio) LYRICS IN DESC.

Lyrics:

Hook-
Hop in or hop out,
You don’t get to have a choice if you wanna opt in or opt out,
If you fuck with me then bitch, you gettin’ mobbed out,
Keep a glock on my hip and a mill in my account.

ZILLVH’s Verse-
Friction, burn him,
Blade too big, I’m afraid it might hurt him,
I can feel the 808 upon his sternum,
And everybody lookin’ for the one who murdered,
If he talkin’ tough, I make that fucker hit the runnin’ man, 
Why the fuck you laughin’? What the fuck you think is funny man?
I’ma make it happen, sign a deal worth like a hunnid grand,
If you think it’s funny, get the fuck out, you is not a fan,
Your sister don’t make as much as me up onnat OnlyFans,
She got buncha zero’s in her bank, bitch, go make a band.

Hook-
Hop in or hop out,
You don’t get to have a choice if you wanna opt in or opt out,
If you fuck with me then bitch, you gettin’ mobbed out,
Keep a glock on my hip and a mill in my account.

Ouijaboy’s Verse-
Goosebumps
Motherfuckers thinking that who fronts?
They the ones that dont be doing none
Better bow down when there’s 2 suns
Drew blood, gruesome
You fuckboys sweeter than fruit cups
My shawty just got us some new cuffs
I want the bills yes the blue ones
New gun, new drum
Graveyard walking bastard spawning twitching coffins talking, blame god slandered masters shifting conscious, Missing mobbing, my cult nothing like you fucking peons, cant put me on, ice inside my veins and when I spit my breathe be freon
Declaration of my death sentence, a bled presence with dead essence   
You had it rough? Thats fucking tough 
Get posted up with legs severed, the head splitter
With napalm  or homemade bombs I wanna make the man quiver

Hook-
Hop in or hop out,
You don’t get to have a choice if you wanna opt in or opt out,
If you fuck with me then bitch, you gettin’ mobbed out,
Keep a glock on my hip and a mill in my account.
(2x)

KEEP IT P

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