5G X COWBOYKILLERR - MYSTERIOUS PHONK (prod.KRXXK + SGP)

SOUTHSIDE SLIDER (PROD LOKO LOS)

POSSESSIVE (PROD LOKO LOS)

314

BLACKGLOVEMAFIA


Took out them knives ain’t no turning my back
Just like the government dishing out crack
It can get tricky I’m feeling like Mac 
Repping the Land and I’m stepping in fact 

I can recall all them moments on edge 
Upping the chop we gone see who’s the best 
Exotic Runts in this Dutch with no stress 
Thumbing through bands just to Triple my Check 

Hypnotic flow got you feeling so throwed
Only 1 Slug I ain’t fucking with Clones 
If I get locked you gone pick up the phone 
No looking back when I’m up on the throne 

Black Glove the Mafia turnt to the max
Never gone switch on my brothers for racks
Easily stacking from flipping these packs 
Keep it too solid not folding like slacks

never been too hard to sit there and flex
You disrespect then my dogs at your neck 
Everything Classic like old Cadillacs 
Smoke up a zip like I got cataracts 

Only Box Chevys evo in a Lexus 
Can not be lacking guns bigger than Texas 
Swerving through lanes just like screw we be wrecking 
Balling on niggas that is my profession 

Stick in the shadows and move with precaution 
Don’t hit my line cuz your shit might be tapped 
Moving in motion it got you so nautious
This shit is so easy it fell in my lap

Ball at the gally I want everything that I See my bank account seeing no stress
Regulate minds fog all out in the open I move on the board just like chess
The city is mine the underground killa I’m repping the villa and leaving em pressed 
Land of the choppas and simmies and Tecs fucking with mine gone leave you a mess 

Taxing they ass ain’t no taking the swag I might have to charge them with rent 
Black Chevy Boy bet Ima rock in a Z I’m sitting too high in this shit 
I was a Jit thinking in ways of finessing and packing my pockets so thick
No counterfeit damn the world is depressing not thinking about saving a bitch

CHEVYBOYZ [DEUCEMANE]

EVO$$ X METAL SLUG /BLACK INFURNUS/ [$KORCH X KRXXK]

Between the Firmament
A slow drift through open fifths and quiet skies.
Tones stretch. Silence breathes.
Music not to be heard, but inhabited.
A space between earth and elsewhere.

ANARCHY (PROD LOKO LOS)

Loko Los

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