be the one you love [prod. calvin!]

Leave Me (48glock)

#KimPossible #lilzxkk #99LA #cxhset 

Mixed and mastered by @Cxhset

Kim Possible (99LA x S3R10)

#ontopofthemall #10am #lilzxkk #new #drop

on top of them all (10am)

#17 #birthday #ep #lilzxkk #new #music #plottin #kkoreaxo #xkryxma

Plottin (kkoreaxo x kryxma)

#17 #birthday #ep #lilzxkk #new #music #dontwannatalkitout #junglegud

Dont wanna talk it out (junglegud)

Inspired by #slump6s #17 #birthday #ep #lilzxkk #new #music #babe #ruth #sw!sh #kkoreaxo

Babe Ruth (sw!sh x kkoreaxo)

I still remember

Again

prod.jones

Lyrics:

I be runnin off these drugs I ain’t gettin no sleep 
How you claim you want my heart but you throw away the key 
Man that somethin that don’t make no sense to me 
It don’t make no sense to me

Huh I’m tryna get to the bag to the bang roll 
And we goin in places you can’t go 
if he talkin down we gon give that boy a ￼halo
(no no no noooo)
Man I slide wit a draco
(no no no nooooooo)
Nigga you better lay low 
Nigga I’m off that gas it protect the healin
Girl where is yo love I just need sum feelin
She so damn high she up on the ceilin 
Nigga play wit my money yk that I’m killin
Man I just hit a K but a nigga want a million 
Man fuck that lil million thing a nigga want a trillion
Actually scratch that shit think a nigga want a billion 
Man fuck all that nigga I want a gazillion ￼

Nigga I hop in a coupe bitch you up in a Uber
If I fuck on yo bitch then that makes you a loser 
Yo bitch she ridin this dick like a mf scooter 
Just gotta call up the bro and he hack yo computer 
Huh that nigga hackin yo screen 
And he try to run but I gotta red beam
That bitch said she love me but what does that mean
Cause idk what that mean (yea mmm what does it mean)

I be runnin off these drugs I ain’t gettin no sleep 
How you claim you want my heart but you throw away the key 
Man that somethin that don’t make no sense to me 
It don’t make no sense to me
(Woah huh woahhh woahhh huh huh yea yea)
(I be runnin off these drugs I ain’t gettin no sleep)
(How you claim you want my heart but you throw away the key)
(Man that something that don’t make no sense to me)
(woah woahhh)

no sence

#Oletsdoit #oletsdoitremix #wakaflockaflame #lilzxkk

O LETS DO IT REMIX

prod.xhaji 

ZXKK THE ALBUM OUT NOW!!!!!!!! #lilzxkk #digit #xhaji #Z.T.A.

Digit

prod.junglegud 

#lilzxkk #letmego #junglegud #Z.T.A.

Let Me Go

prod.texo, kkoreaxo

#lilzxkk #zxkkway4 #texo #kkoreaxo #Z.T.A.

Zxkk Way 4

prod.#fukk2beatzII 

#lilzxkk #racksin #fukk2beatsII #Z.T.A.

Racks In

prod.???

#lilzxkk #luvstory #xskaiix #camvp #Z.T.A.

luv story 3 (feat.xskaiix & camvp)

prod.longboystyle 

#lilzxkk #let’emhaveit  #Z.T.A.

Let ‘em have it

prod.Afterdeath 

#lilzxkk #minute #cxhset #Z.T.A.

Minute (feat. Cxhset)

prod.tankgonexo

#lilzxkk #notalright #kell #Z.T.A.

Not Alright (feat.kell.)

prod.merc

#lilzxkk #pickupthephone #Z.T.A.

Pick up the phone

Hopefully you made it this far if you did I love you and I thank you even if you didn’t still thank you but I hope you enjoyed this album I put a lot of hard work into this and yea…..on to bigger and better things

prod.????

#lilzxkk #thankyou #Z.T.A.

Thank You

Lyrics:

GO
No ion got time for this 
And ion got time for you
I’m tryna run this shit up for the gang
I’m tryna run it up for my crew 
These niggas really try hating on me 
But these niggas broke x2 (Huh)
Nigga claiming that he gang I’m asking the whole squad who is you?
I’m tryna pull up on a hoe and break her back
(Breakin breakin back)
I’m tryna run this shit up tryna get me a plaque 
(I’m tryna get me a plaque)
I been dat nigga but y’all already know that 
(You alr knew that)
She try to play me why would you do that?
(Why would you do that?)
This lil hoe tryna get me out my zone she tryna get me out my body
Told that bitch to lay off the pills she off a xan and i think a molly 
These niggas only chat cause these niggas broke yea prolly 
I had to kick the bitch out the crib almost felt bad almost told her sorry
These niggas suck more than a porn star 
I don’t write shit my nigga I punch hard
Had to kick the hoe out I couldn’t get hard 
I call the shots just like a point guard nigga 
I parked the whip in the garage nigga 
I’m sippin wock in the garage nigga 
I fell in love with the syrup nigga
Yo bitch giving good head while I ￼steer￼ off nigga 
T-T-Tell these niggas to get off of my dick these niggas gay y’all needa pause nigga
Feed these niggas put bread on they plate tell em go fetch just like a dog nigga 
Bitch try to set me up on a date she had to much weight I don’t fw the hogs nigga
I can take yo bitch right off a call nigga 
I can’t leave no witness it’s fuck what you saw nigga 
(Hell yea)
(It’s fuck what you saw nigga)

Go Freestyle prod1skinnerr

prod.fwcal + badleey #scfirst #newmusic #lilzxkk

Lyrics:
He bet not say shit cause I’m killin everything that move
I’m not from New York nigga but I stay wit a deuce deuce 
I call that nigga christain the way that he lose his tooth
I ain’t gon talk nigga, what you really wanna do?
(Huh yea)
I buy dat bitch a birkin 
After that I’m gon leave her hurtin
Want em gone I’m creepin and lerkin 
Take a dive in yo bitch I’m surfin 
After that she got the car swervin
All these pussy niggas think they earnin (no no)

I just gotta stay down I gotta be patient I know imma make it
These niggas really be on my dick don’t know why they hating
Bullets cook a nigga likes it bacon 
She is a hoe that’s why I’m not savin
Huh yea yea I just run up the cash lil bitch
I don’t really like to brag lil bitch￼
But I been poppin some tags lil bitch 
She always nagging and yelling n shit 
Don’t know why these niggas on my dick 
All these niggas claiming they the shit
But you niggas broke y’all never had this

He bet not say shit cause I’m killin everything that move
I’m not from New York nigga but I stay wit a deuce deuce 
I call that nigga christain the way that he lose his tooth
I ain’t gon talk nigga, what you really wanna do?
(Huh yea)
I buy dat bitch a birkin 
After that I’m gon leave her hurtin
Want em gone I’m creepin and lerkin 
Take a dive in yo bitch I’m surfin 
After that she got the car swervin
All these pussy niggas think they earnin (no no)

Earning(fwcal + badleey)

prod.vinogradov

Lyrics:

I’m tryna get to the racks and fuck up the bank (hell yea)
My diamonds so wet it look like they came out the sank (hell yea)
I had to slow down steady sippin on drank (oh no no no)
I had to slow down steady sippin on drank (oh noooo)
Bitch I’m goin up give a fuck bout what they think ( bitch I’m going up bitch yea)
Bitch I’m in coupe Bentley truck, switchin lanes (I’m in the Bentley truck switchin lanes)
It’s a lotta buku money in this thang
Big bro finna shoot out the pocket he got aim
Told the hoe just look up we got stars up in the roof
Don’t express how I feel so I say it in the booth
Bullets punchin a nigga make em loose a tooth 
I don’t want your love if you really want the truth

Know dat my brother won’t fold I know imma stick to the code 
Niggas still mad about a bitch man dat shit getting way to old 
You see why I stay by myself some more cause these niggas getting old
I’m just stacking up my chips pockets so fat wallet can’t fold
In love with the money I thinks it’s a problem 
I’m at the top you at the bottom
Make her take off her skirt she take off her bottoms
And if we got problems then I’m tryna solve em
Huh yea 
My circle smaller then me
That choppa gon stink em like a bubble bee
Earn my strips like a referee 
As long as I got my money you can’t hurt me 
(Yea yea yea yeaaaa)
(Yea yea yea yeaaaaaa)

Goin up

prod.Chaos 

Lyrics

uh yuh uh yuh huh uh yuh
They better notice a young nigga cause I’m back 
Walk in the spot with his bitch and he don’t know how to react 
Huh, this hoe got no strings attached 
This hoe got no strings attached

Nigga i swerve in the coupe wit a bad lil thing
My niggas they ball like lebron got a ring 
Police ask what happened I don’t know a thang 
Hit from the back and im making her sang 
Hit from the back got her screaming my name
Big bro shoot out the pocket I swear he got aim 
Big bro shoot from a far and I swear he got range 
I smoke to much gas that I’m gone man shit gotta change 

Gang finna poor up he poor up he poor till he sick
Up in the trap rob a nigga for a brick
Uppin my pole while she play wit my stick 
I got her best friend tryna take a pic 
Got two nasty thots tryna make a flick
If im uppin my stick hitting him and his buddy 
You clam that’s yo bitch but for me she get slutty 
I’m just tryna hit the hoe ion care about no lovey dovey 
Huh he risking his life if he play with my money 
I might just go hit ha friend cause she use to dub me she lookin up at my pockets ik she want fuk me 
But I can’t put no trust up in no bitch, no she won’t love me
I won’t even fuk up on that bitch told her get from under me 
Ion even want that bitch around don’t een want her company 
I’m just focused on getting my chips all up 
That’s yo manz well somebody pick him up 
Steady sippin fuk my stomach up
At least I had fun wit ya 

(Mmmmmmmmmmm)
(I’m just focused on getting my chips all up yea
That’s yo manz well somebody pick him up yea
Steady sippin fuck my stomach up yea yea)

Huh yea thought I was done imma come back in
Breaking her back imma do it again 
Hit from the back imma do it again 
One of my favorite moves it my be my signature 
Or maybe my finisher 
Or maybe I finished her
Got my dick all in her

Nigga i swerve in the coupe wit a bad lil thing
My niggas they ball like lebron got a ring 
Police ask what happened I don’t know a thang 
Hit from the back and im making her sang 
Hit from the back got her screaming my name
Big bro shoot out the pocket I swear he got aim 
Big bro shoot from a far and I swear he got range 
I smoke to much gas that I’m gone man shit gotta change

RINGS

prod.curesdead

Lyrics:

He be ducking heat nigga
We put that boy six feet deep nigga
I make bandz while I sleep nigga
I make bandz that’s why I sleep on niggas 
Huh, I make bandz that’s why ion beef wit niggas
You can say it wit ya teeth lil nigga
I just sit back kick back wit my feet lil nigga 
Said she wanna fuck yea I agree lil nigga
Niggas wanna dunk in roll we get him deceased lil nigga

Huh huh let’s let’s step away from violence I gotta talk about the shit that I been on
I’ve been up poppin hella tags that’s the shit that I really be on
Huh kickin up wit yo bitch also the shit that I been on
Heard niggas really tryna diss don’t make me go bring that lil shit on
Huh yea, ive been living hella good gas been helping me threw it
Huh lil check came in my dumb ass already blew it
Huh I’ve been runnin up my chips lil nigga I had to do it 

B-b-back in that mode yall niggas should’ve already knew it 
Huh I’m tryna get gta rich I bought me a plan I flew it
Been wanting this shit since kid since a toddler nigga I had to pursue it 
Huh I wanna do it 
I know I can do it 

Niggas be so capped out they don’t got no mo caps to cover they head
Told em imma make it happen just watch yea I said what I said 
Knock off his top call em mechanical pencil nigga we fill em with led
Yo bitch she on top she suckin my soul away for a second I thought I was dead

All this money he claim he ain’t claiming any
Know gang going up we go out to benny’s 
Sippin on wock it fuk up my kidney
Walk in the spot ain’t nothing there but bikinis 
Can’t let em do me like John F Kennedy 
R-R-Roll up a wood it look like a log 
Know she a thot she hop like a frog 
Get what I want then pass her to my dogs

He be ducking heat nigga
We put that boy six feet deep nigga
I make bandz while I sleep nigga
I make bandz that’s why I sleep on niggas 
Huh, I make bandz that’s why ion beef wit niggas
You can say it wit ya teeth lil nigga
I just sit back kick back wit my feet lil nigga 
Said she wanna fuck yea I agree lil nigga
Niggas wanna dunk in roll we get him deceased lil nigga

￼￼￼￼￼

BANDZ

prod.longboystyle

Lyrics:
(Huh yea huh yea huh yea)
(Uhhhhhhhhhhh)
(Huh yea) 

Huh you quit on me but I’m not quitting on you 
Still tryna look away but I can’t get passed you yet
All the times how could I forget 
What’s on my wrist auto-mol baguette
I look up at my phone and I see a text
Man that bitch want nun but sex
I make more then these niggas so yes imma flex
Why you got on a vest we shoot at the neck 
If he talkin on my name we gon put em to rest 
(Noooo noooo noooo noooo nooooo)
(Noooo noooo noooo noooo nooooo)
I might hit her then I go ghost 
Fuk it might go mia or both 
She don’t wanna talk so she put it in her notes

If it ain’t about money don’t talk to me
Huh yea in love wit the money it’s in love wit me 
Seen niggas switch up but it wasnt a surprise to me 
All the times that I wasted you sat there and lied to me 
Huh yea, but I’m always on go on go 
Said that I hate that you go go go
You make a lil money now they say you sellin your soul
Bitch suck me suck my soul
If I let you go you’d come back no 
Why would you come back no
But would you come back tho?
(Huh yea yea yea)

you quit on me but I’m not quitting on you 
Still tryna look away but I can’t get passed you yet
All the times how could I forget 
What’s on my wrist auto-mol baguette
I look up at my phone and I see a text
Man that bitch want nun but sex
I make more then these niggas so yes imma flex
Why you got on a vest we shoot at the neck 
If he talkin on my name we gon put em to rest 
(Noooo noooo noooo noooo nooooo)
(Noooo noooo noooo noooo nooooo)
I might hit her then I go ghost 
Fuk it might go mia or both 
She don’t wanna talk so she put it in her notes
(Noooo nooo)
(Yea yea yea)

(She don’t wanna talk so she put it in her notes)

prod.near4k

Lyrics:

(Phone on dnd phone on dnd)
(Yea yea)
(Mmmmmmm)
(Yea yeaaa yeaaaa)

Could gave you the world but you took and you ran off
Now you act like other girls can’t leave me lone cause you to fanned out 
Can’t put no trust up in no nigga they just lookin for a hand out 
Now every time she hit my phone I just treat her like fan now
Yea bitch my phone on dnd what that mean don’t text me 
She like why do you not text me 
Got the bros on go don’t test me 
Got this freak hoe tryna caress me
Bitch I’m finna blow no tnt 
We get em hit then put in a nursery
Heard it’s sum niggas really tryna burry me 
Man the glock hold 30 hit em wit a curry piece

Huh yea
Im tryna run it up and stack my money 
I can’t put no trust in no thot nigga yea that shit not for me 
Have my niggas run up in yo crib they take everything you owe me
These niggas steady on my dick thinking that all above me
Big bro got stick wit a switch
Ain’t talkin madden we runnin a blitz 
Gang taking ya life but I ain’t seen shit 
I might fuk on ya hoe put dick in ya bitch
But I don’t know

I’ve been thinking bout giving my heart away 
But the last time I did she gave it all away 
Ohhh I had to learn it the harder way 
Now that bitch tryna fuk in the hallways
They ask me what’s wrong i just make up a lie im ok
I’m asking Jesus, Jesus please make all the pretty girls go away
I just say fuk em I been on my own and I’m still me
Can’t fuk wit dat bitch cause she nearly killed me
I just stay to myself I know they don’t feel me
Yea they don’t feel me

Huh every time you call my phone I’m scared of answering 
Even if I pick up you know you gon get to me
I get to high I stop functioning 
Can’t believe I watch you sit there and lie 
Whole time you mean nun to me 

Could gave you the world but you took and you ran off
Now you act like other girls can’t leave me lone cause you to fanned out 
Can’t put no trust up in no nigga they just lookin for a hand out 
Now every time she hit my phone I just treat her like fan now
Yea bitch my phone on dnd what that mean don’t text me 
She like why do you not text me 
Got the bros on go don’t test me 
Got this freak hoe tryna caress me
Bitch I’m finna blow no tnt 
We get em hit then put in a nursery
Heard it’s sum niggas really tryna burry me 
Man the glock hold 30 hit em wit a curry piece

prod.808AD

Lyrics:

Skrt skrt 
Whoop whoop

(She been tryna keep up keep up wit my yea)
(She been tryna keep up keep up wit my money)

Man I see it
She been tryna keep up keep up tryna keep up wit my money 
Lot of hoes coming in to hop on dick just like a bunny
Finna drop d on a bitch and I ain’t talkin bout d- sunny
It’s a lot poles in this bitch that got a fuk nigga running 
Don’t know why he tryna run them bullets gon keep up
Put them bullets on him make em heat up 
Last nigga try snatch my chain he got beat up
Gotchu yo bitch wet aquafina 

Huh nigga you ain’t shooting shit if you high or you sober 
Shawty call me lil kid but my dick game showed her
And if we catching you lackin then I promise it’s over 
Hit his whip tryna flip that shit over 
Shawty dumb thick tryna see her bend over 
B-B-B-B-Big rocks in my chain it’s a boulder 
Slide ya hoe to the crib I tell her come over 
It’s a whole lotta money up in the bank 
Nigga mad cause his shit ass it stank
Walk down it’s the walk down gang 
Fuk a chop he get hit up wit a tank 

That’s yo calling up my phone yea prolly
Big drake knock that boy out his body
Way she suck my soul swear I saw my own body 
If I say I love you i ain’t mean it I’m sorry 
Hit him rob em for the gas n the molly

Huh I slide by myself ion talk to people no mo
I can’t trust em no mo
These niggas be fake switching and they broke ahh
Hit her then I’m ghost these niggas just cap for the net you should know
But I can’t put no trust in no hoe 
Last time I did she try fuk all on my bro
Big bro hop out the coupe shooting 50 or mo 

Huh gotta whole lotta sons but I ain’t finna name em
But them niggas know who they is copy everything I do I hate em
But honestly how could you blame em
These niggas can’t rap for shit why I hate em 
Beat em whip em slave em
Finna run this shit up to 100 like Lamar from the ravens 
At you door let me in
I’m finna slide wit a fn
Walk in the party and she sippin gen 
Knew a bad hoe named gen
This my whip that you can not get in
You bet not pop out cause we spin
Then we spinnin n spinnin n spinnin again till I get dizzy 

Man I see it
She been tryna keep up keep up tryna keep up wit my money 
Lot of hoes coming in to hop on dick just like a bunny
Finna drop d on a bitch and I ain’t talkin bout d- sunny
It’s a lot poles in this bitch that got a fuk nigga running 
Don’t know why he tryna run them bullets gon keep up
Put them bullets on him make em heat up 
Last nigga try snatch my chain he got beat up
Gotchu yo bitch wet aquafina

AQUAFINA

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