CMON MS SAYLS

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PUMP UP THAT FONT SIZE
LIL FENCE (FT. JU1I4N)

[HOOK: JU1I4N]
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C’MON MS. SAYLES, PUMP UP THAT FONT SIZE
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C’MON MS. SAYLES!

[VERSE: LIL FENCE]
PUMP UP THAT FONT SIZE, YOU CAN DO IT!
PUMP UP THAT FONT SIZE, BIG BIG BIG!
PUMP UP THE JAM, BRO, JAMMING STYLE
I’M GONNA TURN THIS TEENAGE STYLE
18 POINT (BIGGER)
36 POINT (BIGGER)
64 POINT (BIGGER)
128 POINTS (OH YEAH) 

[HOOK: JU1I4N]
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@julianrob37

Billboard Styleing

PUMP UP THAT FONT SIZE! (FT. JU1I4N)

AYO BRO CHECK OUT MY BRO @teenage-miner WE GOT DA SECOND SINGLE OFF BILLBORD STYLESING LESGOOOOOOOOOOO

GIVE ME YOUR CREDIT CARD NUMBER 
GIVE ME YOUR CREDIT CARD NUMBER 
I NEED IT TO BUY SOME LUMBER
I SAID, GIVE ME YOUR CREDIT CARD NUMBER 
THIS IS A ROBBERY YOU NUMPTY
I’M GONNA TAKE YOUR MONEY
GONNA MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE A MONKEY
NOW I’M TEENAGE STYLING SO FUNKY YEAH

CREDIT CARD STYLING FT. TEENAGE MINER!

HEARTBRAKER (INTRO)
LIL FENCE

[HOOK]
I’M A HEARTBREAKER, YOU’RE A BIG FAKER
I’M A HEARTBREAKER, YOU’RE A SALT SHAKER
I BREAK HEARTS, WHILE YOU FART, AND YOU STEALING MY ART
I’M A HEARTBREAKER, I’M A HEARTBREAKER

[VERSE]
BROKEN HEARTS DON’T MAKE ME SMILE
ONLY THING THAT CURES ME IS OHIO
YOU’RE BROKEN, DON’T CARE
I’LL SET FIRE TO THE AIR

[OUTRO]
I’M A HEARTBREAKER, I’M A HEARTBREAKER
I’M A HEARTBREAKER, YUH

HEARTBRAKER (INTRO)

I EAT SCRAMBLED EGGS FOR BREAKFAST! (FT. BIG REKKA & VMIL)

[VERSE 1: BIG REKKA]
FORD F150 PULL UP ON THE BLOCK
I PULL OUT A HUGE BIG GLOCK
SHOOT MYSELF IN THE HEAD
IT TURNS OUT THAT I AM DEAD
MR BEAST VIDEO, COME BACK FROM THE DEAD
NOW I AM DEAAAAAAAD

[VERSE 2: VMIL!]
SCRAMBLED EGGS FOR BREAKFAST
THAT IS PRETTY COOL
I STILL DO NOT LIKE THEM
I WANT TO EAT GRUEL!

[OUTRO: LIL FENCE!]
LIL FENCEEEEEEEE
I’M HERE WITH THE COOL KIDS!

The Teenage Way

I HAD SCRAMBLED EGGS 4 BREAKFAST! (FT. BiG REKKA & vMiL)

I SUCK AT DRIVING!!! (FT. BIG REKKA & VMIL)
LIL FENCE

[VERSE 1: BIG REKKA]
PULL UP IN MY MASERATI TO THE SCHOOL
I FLIP OVER CAUSE I’M SUCH A FOOL
I LIKE TO EAT MY OWN DASHBOARD
CRASHING STYLE, I HIT MY BILLBOARD
WHO USES TURN SIGNALS, SUCH A BORE
BMWS CRASH INTO THE DOOR
WHEEL LOADERS CARRY HUGE HUGE ROCKS
I’M GOING TO EAT A SOCK

[HOOK: VMIL]
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YES I DO!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YEEAAAHHH!!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YES I DO!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YEEAAAHHH!!

[VERSE 2: LIL FENCE]
I SUCK AT DRIVING, I LOVE AUTOMATICS
THEY’RE THE GREATEST TRANSMISSION EVER!
I LOVE MY V8 MOTOR, IT’S STYLING!!!!!!!!!
FORD F 150!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!

[HOOK: VMIL]
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YES I DO!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YEEAAAHHH!!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YES I DO!
I SUCK AT DRIVING, YEEAAAHHH!!

I SUCK AT DRIVING! (FT. BiG REKKA & vMiL)

Ah Jesus Christah

AH JESUS CHRISTAH! (FT. JU1I4N, JAMES MAY & FLAVIO BRIATORE!)

SKRRRRT!


[VERSE]
I GOT FERARRIS, I EAT KALAMARI
I’VE GOT SO MUCH MONEY, I’M DRIPPING LIKE HONEY
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, STYLING YOUNG
GOT SO MUCH MONEY, BUT I’M SO YOUNG
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH ANY OF IT
I MIGHT AS WELL BUY A FERARRI WITH IT
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH ANY OF IT
I MIGHT AS WELL BUY A FERARRI WITH IT, YEAH

Expensive Carz

FERARRI (INTRO)

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Yams

BACK 2 SKCOOL  BASED FREESTLYE !!!!!!!!!! FEAT BIG REKKAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Soda Styleing Feet Big Rekka And Vmil

John Harder Freestyle (ft. TEENAGE MINER!)

FRICK

[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God & Lil Fence]
Drop my top, said I feel like J. F. Kennedy 
She checking out my skin like I've got leprosy, mm 
Hamurai 'round me like I caught a fuckin' felony 
Sittin' nosebleeds like a coke key, mm 
Eat on that bitch like some pork and rinds (Okay)
Brought my dog with me, Adventure Time, mm (Yuh, yuh, yuh) 
I put some lean in that lemon-lime, mm (Wet) 
I got the sauce like that lemon lime ayy!!!

[Verse 1: Lil Fence]
I got the water, I got the port
Cocaine white just like Voldemort
Pull up on Yung Diggy, say “Hey Sport”
I’m gonna go, not Bart, not Bort
Come on Yung Diggy, let’s have fun
I’m gonna go like b b bun
Hamburger, got that bun
Sesames everywhere, let’s have fun
 I hate cocomelon, so do you
I’m gonna go take a fat poo
I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go you
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!
Come on Yung Diggy, let’s have fun
I’m gonna go eat a bun
Hamburger, sesame seeds on the bun
Sesame seeds, let’s eat some-

[Interlude: Lil Fence]
Come on Yung Diggy
He’s coming in
He’s coming in fat with the real one!
Wooooo
Whoa whoa whoa whoa!

[Verse 2: Yung Diggy]
It was elementary school
Like elementary, alphabet
I got the drip like it’s soup
Pull up I hop out the coupe
Diamonds drippin the roof
It was a hot lunch, I took a big munch
I was traumatized, it was in front of my eyes
It tasted like ass, that shit was green
Green like the paper I stack
Hot like the bars that I rap
Hard like the streets i was raised in  
It’s going down like a basement
Pull out the stick like a gardener
Stacking up paper like card dealer
?, cash in the big bank
Fill up the whip on a full tank
Now I’m broke, Joe Bidenb
He is the president, senior resident
Where he is, he will probably forget it
Nothing like little pimp
To be honest the pimp could be littler

[Verse 3: Lil Fence]
Got a corn dog from the freezer
Oh my god, that’s ice like freezer
Ice on my wrist, gonna hit my bitch
Whoa whoa whoa whoa, gonna have a fit
Gonna have a fit like a temper tantrum
Gonna have a tantrum like a toddler (waa)
Toddler me, that’s two years old
Terrible twos, that’s two years old woo!

[Outro: Ski Mask The Slump God & RyBundy]
I got the sauce, taste like lemon-lime, ayy (Flex, bitch)
I put some lean in that lemon-lime, mm (Wet) 
Hi, my n-

CORN DOG // JOE BIDEN FREESTYLE (ft. TEENAGE MINER!)

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - MON£¥ UP

jeez louise

do not take this one seriously 

we do not mean it

[Intro: YDXX]
I’m with the boys
That’s a boy
I’m with the boys
I love them, yuh

[Verse 1: twxg]
I hit the gym, with the muscles, know I grind
You know I think about boys all the time
Rolly on the wrist, check the time
Look at your abs, bro be mine
Drove here in the fuckin g wagen
There’s room in the back for shaggin
You’re my trainer, but more than a megan
Grant my wish, daddy, call you aladdin
Muscles gonna flex, gonna booty call my ex
We might do sex, I don’t know what’s next
Call my baby, wish he never fuckin’ left
Now he’s looking kinda straight, i meant kinda sketch
Meet me at the gym, buy me a ring
Pumping iron while I gonna shake that thang
Call me on my cell phone, hearing it ring
Call me on the landline, listen to it ring

[Hook: twxg]
Certified boy lover
You my brother from another mother
Kiss me, but keep it undercover
Certified boy lover, yuh
Tmz seen me, it’s over
But fuck that, baby, bend over
Sheets white like the cliffs of dover
Fucking in the wheel loader, yuh

[Verse 2: YDXX]
i’m with the gang (boys)
ain’t no guns but we bang (boys)
i’m pullin up with the thang (pew)
breeze in the wind, let it hang (it’s lit)
i came from the bottom
now i cum on the bottom
that’s cause i bought him
he gon’ stay for the night
until i drop him, into morning light
baby, yeah the boys got me down bad
therapy, yeah, i think i should get that
aubrey, yeah, I think i should hit that

[Hook: twxg]
Certified boy lover
You my brother from another mother
Kiss me, but keep it undercover
Certified boy lover, yuh
Tmz seen me, it’s over
But fuck that, baby, bend over
Sheets white like the cliffs of dover
Fucking in the wheel loader, yuh

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Certified Boy Lover

[Intro: YDXX]
Yeah baby, mm, I’m so down bad for you
Got me sippin the wock

[Hook: YDXX]
I’ve been calling your name all night, ooh 
And I’ve been drowning my pain for you

[Verse 1: twxg & YDXX]
I got my ice on at night, girl (ice on at night)
Drive with my brights on all night girl (brights on at night)
I’ll make you lose your sight, uh
Lose your sight, ayy
I need some glasses, that’s louis (ooh)
Lift my arms, strong, that’s louie (ooh)
Come on, avoid the paparazzi (ooh)
Let’s have sex in the Maserati, ayy (in the Masi, oh)
I wear my heart on my sleeve, but you tore it off, girl
Used to think I was somebody, but I been feeling soft, girl
I’m with the drank all day long
You know my penis very long
I take a hit off the bong
Come on suck my ding dong
You’re so hot in that dress, girl
You make my heart a mess girl
Get that pussy, how it swirl
Call your name out (Myrtle!)

[Verse 2: YDXX & twxg]
 I hit the club, I can’t even dance no more
All these hoes is mid on the dance floor
Global warming is a myth girl
Cause you are my world, my heart so cold
Dripping in ice, so cold
Stay for the night, girl don’t go
I’m addicted to your love, I need a hit girl
I’m fiending for your touch, show me tha clit girl

[Hook: YDXX]
I’ve been calling your name all night, ooh
And I’ve been drowning my pain for you

*beat switch*

[Verse 3: twxg]
I got lots of ice, icing out the cake, I light
all the candles, I turn 8 next week (I turn 8 next week)
I’mma ride my bike, girl, ride me like a bike
Third wheeling, you could call it a fuckin’ trike (you could call it a fuckin’ trike)

[Verse 4: YDXX & twxg]
I been sippin, I been sippin
I been trippin I been losing my mind (it’s lit)
Where the party at, where iCarly at (I’m with spencer)
We got so much ice, don’t need a thermostat (it’s lit)
I been on the grind, I been working (grind grind)
I don’t need no beef I been jerking (like a slim jim, ayy) 
Carrying these tracks like I was lifting up a gym weight
Keep the 40 tucked, now you looking at a grim fate (grr, grr, slatt)

[Outro: YDXX]
Everyone been on my dick, hope they had a good taste

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Maserati Sex

[Intro: YDXX & twxg]
ooh, yeah yeah (twig, dig)
i miss you girl, come back to me (i miss you)
i miss you like the lice on your hair (lice on your hair)
you had so much lice on your hair

[Verse 1: twxg, YDXX, both]
Cartier shining in the sunlight
Spray tan yellow like a highlight
Saw your face in the club lights
Look in your hair, I see lice (see lice)
I see lice in your hair girl, mhm
They don’t know you like I do 
(They don’t know you)
thinking bout the way you move
(thinking bout you)
And I know you love some sex
And you love it when I flex
I really like your makeup
Come on babe lets shake it up
Come on take a ride in my Kia Sportage
Yeah girl that pussy wet like porridge 
it’s like porridge, sit on the porch 
open the door hinge, and I’m eating an orange
I get the green like a forest
Signature, you know I forge it
Sipping lean, you know I pour it
On the chart, 4 hits, hm
All my dollars, they shine
Sipping on red wine
Girl, look like you mine
Playing the craft, know I mine
What color is your bugatti?
I’m blasting up with the shotty
I wanna kiss your body 
But I gotta take a potty, yuh
none of these hoes is like you
hop in the new coupe
skrrt in the new vroom

[Bridge: YDXX, twxg, both]
come back to me girl
come back to me (back to me)
come back to me, come back to me
i wanna see the kids (i wanna see the kids)
i miss them so bad (so bad)
its driving me mad (so mad)
We met on tinder (yeah we met on tinder)
tending the flame girl, tending the fla-a-ame
please dont put it out
baby girl, dont you put me o-o-out

*beat switch*

[Verse 2: twxg & YDXX]
Take my bitch into the taxi
Fuck her in the backseat
That’s a austin maxi
Serving the bag and I got a new pack
Fuckin yo bitch in the back of tha ‘lac
Going so crazy, I won’t hold it back
Counting my silver you know that I stack
Feeling like I’m drake, shave a penis in my hair
Going so hard, but I gotta take care
You know all my coins, that they are very rare
Still I got some lice, chilling right inside my hair
Alabenda in the booth, smoking on the boof
That’s a loud pack, it’s louder than my dad, ayy
uh, yea, in the sportage, but you know I aint athletic
Way I’m pulling all these bitches, i’m magnetic
i cant take no L’s you know i cant regret it, uh
but you got no bitches, pathetic

[Outro: twxg & YDXX]
and just like that, we out!
we gone, we gone, we gone, we gone, yuh
bitch yeah we outta here, we gone
yuh, we gone, we gone, we gone
i know you cant hear this
you cant hear this, you are deafer than me

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Club Lice

i love james haasch

[Intro: Teenage Miner! & Lil Fence!]
Yuh, Teenage miner in the stu
Mm, yuh
I’m on the top, I can never drop, no
I gotta, I gotta glockk, yuh
Coming from the top, thats third degree
Getting so hot, that’s third degree
Burns on my chest, they hurtin me
Hurtin me, yuh
I’m in painnnn! Yuh
Got the glock, let it spray
Diamonds white like mayonnaise
Got my pride flag out, I’m gay (like I was drake)
2, 3, 4

[Verse 1: Lil Fence & Teenage Miner!]
Pull up to your block with the glock on my cock
Lookin at my wrist, 4:20 on the clock
I got weird ears, like my name spock
See me, I’m mischevious, I’mma pick yo locks
I broke in, now I’m broken
Need a band aid, cause I’m chokin
Nyquil, I’m woken
I’m so hot, my shit smokin
He’s soaking, soaking wet
You are my pet
Boba fett

[Verse 2: Teenage Miner! & Lil Fence!]
Yuh, I’mma hit the freestyle
Fly, like boba fett in a private jet
And I swerve in the corvette
Smokin, a cigarette
Mm, I got no regrets
Mm, I got no regrets
Gonna go to the vet
My nose is running, I been doing cocaine
I been snortin on the coca
That’s coca cola, that shit not pepsi
Pepsi, pepsi, not talking pepto bismol
I’mma go to the mall, that shit is mayfair
Bought some shit on wayfair
It arrived broken, and then 
And then it got stolen, fuck you porch pirates
Fuck, ayy

[Verse 3: Lil fence & Teenage Miner!]
Gonna go to the gym, i’m feeling overstimmed
I’m triggered as fuck, i might go out on a whim
And say, hey, mm, say a hot take
Mister james haasch your birth was a mistake
Put this on your story, schizophrenic ramble
You got no bitches, your career is in shambles
Spittin alphabet, that’s soup, that’s campbell
Hump day that’s camel!! Ayy!
All these bitches know it’s hump day
And we doing it teenage way (Teenage styling)
Go to the recycle center, that’s dump day (Dump style)
Donald trump gay (Gay style)

6locc Freestyle (ft. TEENAGE MINER!) (james haasch diss track that's super good)

[Intro: Young Diggy]
Yuh, all these bitches on my line leave me speechless
I aint’ got nothing to say, yuh
Can’t think no other way, yuh
Jeez louise, hmm, Jeez louise
Prolly got a bitch named louise too
Jeez
Mm, yuh, ok, yuh

[Verse 1: Lil Fence & Young Diggy]
lil fence coming in, you better call for defence
coming in teenage style, never had no pretense
600 plays on spotify, i’m boutta sell out events
these bitches too shallow need to take em to the deep end
these bitches too shallow need to take em to the deep end
she giving me a happy ending like it was the weekend
allergic to these hoes, someone get my epipen
yuh, imma die from you hoes, yuh
coming up, what’s your name, you new to the game?
all these hoes on my line, better get back to my main
ovo shit, diamonds in my closet
next week i’m coming out, out the closet, i’m gay

[Verse 2: Diggy]
but they still my line, that’s a homophone
they praying i’m bi, I said bye need a guy to moan
all these bitches got no rizz
i’m tryna jizz when i’m home alone (jizz)
mccauley caulkin way i’m trappin
i been going hard like i was fappin (yuh, yuh)
They tryna steal my lyrics thats my wrapping paper
I’m a gift to the game I’m a rapping savior
I’m like santa the way i got these hoes they be calling later
But I’m too dignified I could never date her (ho, ho, ho, ho)
All these hoes, jeez louise

[Hook: Lil Fence]
Jeez louise, how do I deal with these racks
Jeez louise, hoes be down on they knees
Jeez louise, how do I deal with these stacks
Jeez louise, phone buzzing, like a bumblebee (bzz)

[Verse 3: Lil Fence & Young Diggy]
buzzing like i’m lightyear, afraid of the new guy
phone in airplane mode, cause a motherfucka too high
we getting down and dirty, said it just like peperkorn
that bitch too hot, that’s carnival kettle corn
i go up to that girl, and i’m getting kinda flustered
rollie shining yellow in the club like it was mustard
baby girl what you doing here, dj craiggles
yeah you heard me shoot my shot, just like it was peggle
Baby girl what you doin here 
Been thinking I should disappear
My hope for life is drawin near
Tears in my eyes I ain’t seein clear
Clear up my vision 
I can’t believe youre with him
Start a new life we just begin
Throw my feelings in a bin
Throw my feeling in a biiiiiiin

[Hook 2: Young Diggy]
Jeez louise, how can I deal with these racks
Jeez louise, these hoes is on my back
Jeez louise, mr. peperkorn wearing slacks
Jeez louise, I’m gonna go send a fax, yuh

[Verse 4: Young Diggy]
Yeah I send a fax, on the computer
I’m like spongebob, I’m a goofy goober
i get the slob so wet, it’s from the sewer
then i pull out the stick it’s like a skewer
i been dripping like the water, the hot sauce
been getting a bald spot, hair loss
been flexing the george washington wig
and my lyrics so deep, they call me young dig

[Verse 5: Lil Fence]
I need a bow and arrow, I been huntin for pussy
Fit going hard, got on supreme and stussy
Got a ford f150 with a v8 motor
And I pull up with my bitch, just might motorboat her
She got big balloons looking like pennywise
I’m collecting coins, you could say I’m a penny guy
Pull up to starbies, can i please get a venti chai
I like em 6 feet, can I please get a venti guy
can I please get a venti guy
I wanna get high with a venti guy
Uh, wait, wait, I said
I feel like John Cena after I got my glasses
Telling my story Imma preach it to the masses
John harder chemistry we learn about gases
Then it get sticky sticky just like molasses
These hoes is salty like vegemite 
Down bad for you, baby I think i might
be down bad, lower than the lowrider
Now baby why we going south, flo rida
On the underground wave i’m a flow rider
Scrambling, I’m a rock climber
Diamonds on my chain, from teenage miner
He moved to new jersey, he a 609er
But i’m a 69er, yeah these hoes love me
She biting on my carrot, she bugs bunny

- Rest in comments -

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Jeez Louise

[Intro]
yuh, uh, yuh, yuh, ok, yuh, yuh, on that, uh, yuh 
ho-whoa-oh, ho-oh-whoa

[Verse 1]
you been on some bullshit i can smell it
i would say explain yourself but you cant spell it
waste my time, call my celly
girl just let it go

[Bridge]
whoa-whoa-whoa-oh
whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh
whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
no no no no no no

[Verse 2]
i would put my foot down but she into that
runnin’ up the town, posted wit’ a gat
had to take her ass back home (uh-huh)
had to take her ass back home (too difficult)
the devil shivers when a nice guy lose his temper
and you, and you, you’re making me a little bit mad

[Bridge 2]
uh, yuh, i’m the CEO of blocking these hoes
all of you, all of you, all of you need to get off my phone, yuh

[Verse 3]
take you on a field trip, you’d be riding the short bus
bitches cant believe this, they know no one can beat us
me and Lil Fence, swervin in the benz (skrt)
backseat full of 10s, send them brainless to they men
we cannot be handled (we cannot be handled, no)
fire like the candle, whoa

Yung Diggy - The Devil Shivers

[Intro: Young Diggy]
Uh, major dick behaviour
These bitches all over me
These bitches all over me
and i can’t get in my home
Yuh, mm, uh I’m in the hills
Stackin the bills
Poppin the pills
Getting the thrills
Yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: Young Diggy]
First name aubrey, too hard, no softie, yuh
I was getting beauty sleep they broke into my kia
They was tryna take my ice and run like they was skiers
Suck me up, these bitches mosquitoes (bzz)
They been leeching on me, umbilical foetus
I’m running it up, I’m a cheetah
Had to cut a bitch off, she a cheater
Quit hittin my phone, I’mma leave ya
These bitches is animals, call PETA

[Bridge: Young Diggy]
You hoes must be losing your marbles
Think my money so sweet like its caramel

[Verse 2: Lil Fence]
Stackin the bands, spilling right out of the pants
Boiling over, spilling right outta the pan
Cause we cooking up crack, eating her ass for a snack
I’m in here with jack, cooking the fire, we back
Shits going hard like it was constipated
Look in the mirror think we too underrated
Coming in hot think i just masturbated
You best take some notes my shit annotated, yuh
Lil fence, ooh

[Outro: Young Diggy]
Young diggy
You hoes must be losing your marbles

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Major Marbles Lost

[Intro: Young Diggy & Lil Fence]
Yeah, uh, we on that poor shit
Eating cheesecake factory on a sunday
Lil fence, cmon, ayy (Lil fence)
Lil fence, cmon, ayy, ayy

[Hook: Young Diggy & Lil Fence]
Lil fence, can you do sumn for me (ok)
Can you hit a little poor flex for me (mm)
Lil fence, can you show it to em for me (ok)
Lil fence, can you, yuh (ok, ok)

[Verse 1: Lil Fence]
Joker diggy in the booth with twiggy
hunnid racks, maybe hunnid 50
super helpful bitch i’m super nifty
gonna fuck you up, it aint iffy (ayy)
Blow my horn like a tuba (big)
Getting wet like a scuba (wet)
She clean me out like a roomba
Serving cunt like i’m ruba (ahmed)
This beat hard, like my peepee
I’m in my feelings like i’m keke
John cena, you can’t see me
All these bitches wanna be me
Diggy be hitting that poor flex
Adidas boots they goretex
Super icy polar vortex
I ain’t gonna read a whore texts, nah
Little bitch who you talking to
Little bitch, can’t rock with you
Money green, fre sha vac a doo
Ass fat like my pockets do
Money longer than a marathon
Cause your mom i set a tariff on
Hello people, Spencer Harris on
Getting old now my hair is gone

[Hook: Lil Fence & Young Diggy]
Young Diggy, can you do a little sumn for me (ok)
Can you it a little poor flex for me (poor)
Young Diggy, can you show it to em for me (nah)
Young Diggy, can you do sumn for me, yuh

[Interlude: Young Diggy & Lil Fence]
Yuh, mm
Watch young diggy he gonna go crazy in this bitch
Imma turn em to a chicken wing ayy
Vegetarian, yuh, yuh, yuh, ok, yuh, yuh
Young diggy, can you do a lil something for me

[Verse 2: Young Diggy]
Bitches on my line, I can’t waste no time with them
I been on my grind, I’ma need a diamond neck
Too much ice on me, too much water need the rice on me
You hoes need to remember who you talking to
You hoes need to remember who you talking to
Ok I pull up they call me the big boy
I got my chains on they know I’m a rich boy
Turn my phone off can’t fuck with no bitchboy
I never say nothing I can’t be no snitch boy
I’m with lil fence, you know that we posted
Bitches getting roasted, we doing the most shit
Leave these bitches ghosted, yuh, uh
Bitches know I’m packing but I can’t pay no postage
You hoes must have forgotten
That you’re dealing with the biggest boy
And I’m playing with the biggest toys, mm, yuh, yuh

[Outro: Lil Fence & Young Diggy]
Young Diggy, can you do a little sumn for me
Lil fence, can you do hit a little lick for me
I’ll hit a lick that’s a envelope
USPS they lost my 3ds
Fuck you post office
Dude the fucking post office overcharges so much
Yeah yeah yeah yeahhh
Fuck you steve from the post office you scammed me
I love you steve
Gay

Lil Fence & Yung Diggy - Poor Flex

[Verse 1: lil fence]
Word, I roll the blunt, I twist one
I’m freestyling, like shook ones
I’m copping high top jordan ones
Bad credit bitch you owe me one
2phone, bitch I’m on your back
I’m counting up my silver stack
Dunk on a bitch like I’m motherfuckin’ shaq
And you better get the fuck out my line of attack
Here’s the money, might pay you in gold
Ice on my hearing aids, lookin real cold
Ride in the civic, I’m bumping some purrp
Glock and the wock, I’ll be sipping on purrp
Pop with it, fuck with it, buy a couple drugs with it
Trap with it, laugh with it, bite up on a buck with it
Here in the booth with the motherfucking diggy
Might go around, fuck around in ya city
In a fucking trance, cause I popped a hunnid 50
Bored in the studio, fuckin with the MIDI
17, I got a lot to see
I’m Homer on an odyssey
Praying that I’ll win the lottery
But you’re looking at a oddity, bitch

[Verse 2: Yung Diggy]
This beat hard like it’s morning wood
Smoking tree we up in the hood
I got the glock on my waist
I smack a bitch in the face
Glock make the opps do a dance like recital
Fuck with the kid, I would aim for your vitals
Fucking the game, way I’m on top
These bitches lame, gimme the slop
I’m getting paid, can’t never flop
I’m moving too fast, can’t stop
Don’t fuck with me
Otherwise shit could get ugly
This is the real game, don’t play me
I’m making moves, dinner with Jay-Z
I’m in Paris, I’m at the Louvre
Shout out mona lisa, that bitch is cool
I’m running the trap, like it’s on the move
You gotta go fast, like get in the groove
I might shoot shoot in front of ya boo!
I got so much guns on me, I’m in the hotel room
Vrooom

vroom vrrom vrroomomvroom

yung diggy x lil fence - perfect (@ th louvre)

prod. Yung Troubadour

[Intro: Yung Diggy]
All these cowgirls want a piece of the don
I tell em this, I been in bed with these hoes like I’m sleepy Joe
I tell em this, it’s huge, it’s huge, my dick big like pinnochio
It’s beautiful, it’s very beautiful
American made

[Hook: Lil Fence]
Swinging round the farm, F150 hauling ass
Give it lots of revs, now we’re cooking with gas 
I’m a country boy, I’m chewing on some grass
Hey Sleepy Joe, you can eat my ass
I’m out here in the truck, I’m shooting me some duck
Drinking up a red bull, ya think I give a fuck
I’m out here in Nebraska, I never even asked ya
I’m swerving through these lanes, always goin’ faster

[Verse 1: Lil Fence]
Cruising in the Ram, I’m looking for some pussy
My seats are super soft, my ass is super cushy
I’m shootin me some mallards, just like ryan and emmett (hey emmett!)
I hate being woke, I hope these libtards condemn it
Hey man! Throw me a busch
Don’t hate me cause I’m beautiful, Wilgenbusch
I’m craving me a burger, where’s the mayo
I can’t ever stand when I get with a gay hoe, goddamnit

[Bridge: Young Diggy]
I’m sipping on the moonshine
I’m trying to make all these hoes mine
Everybody knows, everybody loves the
Big bonka honka badonkas

[Verse 2: Lil Fence]
I’m getting crazy, and I’m feeling kinda goofy
I only want my steak, man fuck your sushi
I love trump, cause he got a fat rump
My radio bumping Zac Brown and lil pump, yuh

[Bridge 2: Yung Diggy]
Little pimp, big maga steppin
Come from the south, you know I’m reppin
These libtards going too far, I gotta step in
I’m at freshfin, I’m preppin

[Verse 3: Yung Diggy]
Can’t be PC but I’m swervin in the ram
Fuck your metric system, fuck your grams
Praise the lord, thats the big big man
Jesus birthday gotta eat me some ham

[Hook: Lil Fence]
Swinging round the farm, F150 hauling ass
Give it lots of revs, now we’re cooking with gas 
I’m a country boy, I’m chewing on some grass
Hey Sleepy Joe, you can eat my ass
I’m out here in the truck, I’m shooting me some duck
Drinking up a red bull, ya think I give a fuck
I’m out here in Nebraska, I never even asked ya
I’m swerving through these lanes, always goin’ faster

Bible Belt Ballin' (Real Southern Trap Shit) (ft. Yung Donald XX)

prod. Lil Fence & Cedar Jones

https://soundcloud.com/jacob-elizabeth-larsen

VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/Zk_b_ilKanU

[Verse 1: Lil Fence]
Barry here, I’m getting them racks
Flying through the sectors on my jetpack
High five a scientist, or kill em all
Grab a spin token, I want it all
Collecting coins, like spender alabenda
My crazy freaking teleporter need a new fender
The bad azz hog that’s my favourite rig
But the only hog I want is the golden pig
Atom blast like oppenheimer
Level up like a rock climber
My rubies shining, like a tropic bird
Money piling, in the profit bird
All my bands, my hunnids green
Saving up for that strong arm machine
Final spin, that’s my gambling urge
Use the money to repel some nerds


[Verse 2: Gerald 4d]
Opps switchin’ up like the gravity suit
Tryna take away, all my loot
Spitting fire like Mr. Cuddles
Get that pussy wet just like some puddles
Now I’ve copped SAM, I’m invincible
I am the boss, the principal
Look at the stats, they’re inexplicable
Just like america, it’s indivisible
Cruising down the lab I’m using Big Bertha
Flew so far, I went down to Burma
Dodging the missiles, I get hella faded (vine boom)
This fucking lab is getting invaded
Xray specs stay on during sex
Look at me now, I deserve your respect
Flash behind me, towing half a brick
I’m blasting off, now suck my dick

JETPACK JOYRIDE FREESTYLE ft. GERALD 4D(video in description!)

ee er

BIG MOUTH BILLY BASS (WE R SOOOO BACK!)
prod. kasso

@yungdiggyxx

[Verse: Lil Fence & Yung Diggy]
shawty gon back it up, icloud
shit i be rolling up, so loud
sippin on double cup (bitch)
purpp in the 7up (listen)
i let all the money do the talkin
think the game decided when i walked in
eat you like a salad, get tossed in
allergies, i put you in the coffin
stacking my money, i’m forklift certified
growing the green, that shit getting fertilised
we the young goats, only in college
now make a toast, you better acknowledge us
i don’t be giving no fucks
underground boss i’m gus
everyone making a fuss
always be watching me in disgust
i don’t want to hear another word from your ass
you a big mouth talking big mouth billy bass
listen up cause i’m not tryna be running it back
how i’m flippin all these bricks they call me flapjack
ayy, shit, bitch
hunnid thousand like i’m woodrow (hunnid)
all this money that i could throw (ahh)
on the ice like i’m goodrow (ice)
top gear, that’s a good show (yuh)
i’mma be the star, whippin round the track
sign another deal, signing contracts
look at all the records, look at all the plaques
look up at my hat, like ruby and max
i don’t believe in covid, i don’t got a fuckin vax
i gotta be authentic, i can’t be wearing a mask
ok, all of the bars that i just said do not represent my values
i’m sorry for spreading misinformation on the track
you should do your own research and form your own views
i’m really sorry!
ok diggy, quit all the yappin
put on the suit, we better get trappin
pussy motherfucker wanna go and start cappin
i’m in the culture, always tapped in
captain, of the ship
i’m tired, of your shit
i got a ap on my wrist
college board, suck my dick
now i’m fired up, i’m pissed
ride for me, ride this dick
sorry ave, i’m pulling up in the buick enclave
i’m feeling like diggy, i’m digging my grave
i’m trying hard not to misbehave
i shoulda said i’m riding the wave
ride the wave like a surfboard
i’m on google, search, board
now i’m finding a picture of a 2x4
i’m on my way to the store
and i bought that 2x4
and i’m crafting a bench
got my tools, a hammer and wrench
but there is unfortunate news
i don’t how to use these tools
i was never taught in my youth
by my parents or when i was at school
yes you were, that was mr fred
no i actually failed tech ed
are you stupid in your head
i might be a little braindead
you must have a low iq
my intellect is higher than you
my true power, you don’t have a clue
my library card i just renewed
cut the shit i am a baller
you are short i am much taller
you just talk, i fuckin’ holler
i have a pookie i’ll go call her
ring ring, hello?
hey kitten
no spamming in general
thanks for the gold, kind stranger!

BIG MOUTH BILLY BASS (We Are Sooo Back) (ft. YUNG DIGGY XX)

@yungdiggyxx

prod. saber

yankee doodle

[verse 1: yung diggy xx]
bitch i been blastin the redcoats
in the stu and i been sippin the red coke
spillin tea like its off of the damn boat
and i’m stackin’ federal reserve notes

[hook 1: lil fence]
yankee doodle went to the hood, riding in a charger
serving meth up in the trap, i’m cooking like john harder

[verse 2: yung diggy xx]
john like i’m signing my hancock
shawty chasing the ball like sandlot
bitch, i’m an american boy only ride with the eagles
don’t fuck with a damn hawk
green in the vault, that’s a whole lot
all these numbers like a padlock
i put union jack in the damn box, bitch

[hook 2: lil fence]
yankee doodle went to the trap house, wearing jordan 4s
yankee no brim, that’s his cap, attracting all these whores
yankee doodle went to the bank to get a couple racks out
but when he got back to the crib, his dealer done backed out

[verse 3: yung diggy xx]
pussy motherfucker tryna run up on my land
i’m boutta blow him back to where he came from, hit him with the gat
boom boom, that’s the sound of my musket
and the blow like a trumpet
i don’t be paying no bills in the free land
now the irs looking for me? damn
knock on my door and they say “where the green at?”
i plead that fifth

[hook 3: lil fence]
yankee doodle went to the bando, tryna cop that loud pack
whipped a couple bands out but it turns out it was laced crack
yankee doodle went to the smokeshop, bought a couple prerolls
went outside and shit his pants, cause the boyz got his new kia soul

YANKEE DOODLE 2k24 [#FuckThaRedCoatz] (ft. YUNG DIGGY XX)

sad 

[Intro: Lil Fence & Yung Diggy]
ooo, ooo
ooo, ooo
yeah, baby i’m so sad
i’m so sad!
yuh

[Verse 1: Lil Fence & Yung Diggy]
i threw away your sweatshirt
but you liked earl sweatshirt
got me missing the pussy
i always dove in headfirst
but now the only the only thing that’s wet is my tears for you
you were in a bad mood
i was feeling sad too
you just removed our tattoo
now i’m crying in the bathroom
which is ironic, cause you gotta go bitch!

[Verse 2: Yung Diggy]
Baby all these memories got me back sippin on the juice again
I used to have you as a friend, when can we truce again?

[Prechorus: Yung Diggy & Lil Fence]
I used to think that I loved you
You gave me the bush like W, yuh
But I don’t know if I trust you
Anymore

[Chorus: Lil Fence & Yung Diggy]
I used to think I loved you
But I know I’m above you
And now I’m on the wocky
It got me feeling rocky
You gotta go ASAP
Unless you make that ass clap
But I don’t even need dat
Bitch go hit up rehab

[Verse 3: Yung Diggy]
We used to be the perfect pair like rick and morty
Me and my shorty
But you’re toxic like red 40

[Verse 4: Lil Fence]
I used to miss when I hit that
Now you broke us up like a kit kat
And i can’t even get a break anymore
Puddles of my tears on the floor

You’re just a whore

i hope u hear dis (how i rly feel </3) - a luv letter by lil fence & yung diggy

wonderful wall feat yung diggle

YUNG DIGGY DISS

DISSMAS SEASON IS UPON US

PROD. OFFSNEAK

This bitch always liking cotton candy
But he went stupid on Sweet tooth
I don’t mean sweet tooth in a good way
That verse was hot ass
Yeah bitch I’m dissin you cry about it

Diggy you digging your grave
You going deeper than you can save
Bitch you goin’ down, call 811
you go to hell, but I go to heaven
And you not a clown but the whole circus
You keep on yapping, the hell is your purpose
All your music is a disservice 
Think you’re fire, bitch, i’m the furnace
Everything purple but where is the wocky
You on no drip, go pull up your sock
Thinking youre next up outta milwaukee
Kia boyzed, cop a wheel locky
They came to your crib, but your mommy saved you
And I’m rich, I’m straight out of bayview
Bet you’re surprised, i came and betrayed you
Wheel Loader, I’m going to pave you
Ssss!
All the money but you can’t dress
You got pewdiepie up on your chest
Are you thirteen? I’m unimpressed
Checkerboard everything, checkmate bitch
I’mma whip you up into a parfait bitch
Stupid vegan, i’ll cook you like bacon
That G Fuel is all that you shakin
Diggy you blind, you hidin the glasses
I’m making moves, the lateral passes
Imma be flowin’, syrup, molasses
But you be slipping, failing classes
Broke boy, go get a job
You’ll get pop-popped like corn on the cob
Your head round, like mike wazoski
Like a bowling ball, in big lebowski
Saying I’m not a good disser
He get a mac 10 right in the kisser (grrrah)
It go tot tot aint talking tater
Basic bitch only like C major
You a stupid bitch I bet I’d wager
That GPA like a 1 point 8er
Your rapping is rusty you looking like mater
Benedict Arnold here, you is a traitor

I have to keep moving out the way, I gotta keep moving the chair
You stupid fucking dumbass, go and bleach your hair
Always them fuckin’ allergies, go and pop a zyrtec
If you sneeze one more time, you’re gonna meet Sir TEC 

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOMM POOOWWWW

BOZO

DIGGY YO GRAVE 🤡

Diggy I’m Sorry

[Verse 1]
Diggy I’m so sorry that I tried to dig your grave
Let’s squash all the beef, and we can just behave
We could be good pals, let’s go hang out with Ave
Let’s go to the beach, we could watch the waves
We could all be friends, let’s make the fighting end
Let’s hit up the corners, shop, and let the money spend
So frickin’ stylish, yeah we’re on top of all the trends
All I wanna do with you is hang, so let’s make amends, yuh

[Hook]
No more fighting, no more diss tracks
Me and Yung Diggy, yeah we got each other's backs
From foes to friends, that's the new trend
Spreadin' love and positivity till the very end

[Verse 2]
We used to battle on the mic, spitting fire and heat
But now we're dropping bars, we’ll bring the crowd to their feet
Realized we're stronger together, as a team
Chasing our dreams, living out our scheme
Put aside the pride, let the ego go
Cause life's too precious to keep up the show
Now we're vibin' in the studio, and steady making hits
Together we rise, together we spit

[Hook]
No more fighting, no more diss tracks
Me and Yung Diggy, yeah we got each other's backs
From foes to friends, that's the new trend
Spreadin' love and positivity till the very end

[Outro: YDXX]
I forgive you lil fence
 I forgive you my friend

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