freak ahh song

[lyrics]
oh you like it rough?

oh you like it rough?
innocent, i turn her to a slutt
yeah im a freak, so what?
put it on me, i cant get enough
oh you like it rough?
innocent, i turn her to a slutt
yeah im a freak, so what?
put it on me, i cant get enough

she my lil sassy lady, body perfect
curvy, mmm tell her work it, twerk it
too wet, pussy gonna turn me to her servent
bad lil thing, goddamn she serving

need a thick girl, i dont want a fit bitch
booty too big for the dick when i hit it
stretch marks, hip dips, bitch i want in it
caution to the wind, i am fearless when i hit it

mmm, got her squirting
grab her thighs when im eating, got her squirming
rough with the touch, dick too much, leave her hurting
suck till i bust, lick the nut, you deserve it

i dont give a fuck, ill do anything to please you
rub it on the clit, im tryna tease you, ease you
see through tights, see it tight from the rear view
i beat it real nice, oh you like? let me hear you

oh you like it rough?
innocent, i turn her to a slut
yeah im a freak, so what?
put it on me, i cant get enough
oh you like it rough?
innocent, i turn her to a slut
yeah im a freak, so what?
put it on me, i cant get enough

slutt [prod sl4yyer]

MAX LEVEL
produced by gothpaper & mainself

Lyrics:
I felt bad, I take some drugs, I feel like I feel better now
I might buy a crib or mansion, 40 am I better now?
Fly across the world, travel countries, failed to settle down
Glock gon pop, I hit you in your head, it sound like kettle now
I been feelin’ some like Biggity cause I got cheddar now
I just dropped 240 on these jeans, it’s like they Vetted now
Chrome Heart on my body, bitch we swaggin’ up in metal now
It get lonely, no one up by me, they not my level now

I done stacked too many bands, I stack up hella paper, huh
I been in the field, I’m throwin’ dimes like fuckin’ Baker, huh
How you say you fuck with me, but you don’t know my name lil bruh?
How you fall off ‘fore you on, you never made a name for ya
We finna get you zapped, huh
How you gon smoke on that, nah
Bands may get too fat, man
This shit a hit, no bap, nah
Runnin’ that shit like a running back, too many bands can’t fit in the Cullinan truck
Runnin’ that shit like a running back, too many bands can’t fit in the Cullinan truck

I felt bad, I take some drugs, I feel like I feel better now
I might buy a crib or mansion, 40 am I better now?
Fly across the world, travel countries, failed to settle down
Glock gon pop, I hit you in your head, it sound like kettle now
I been feelin’ some like Biggity cause I got cheddar now
I just dropped 240 on these jeans, it’s like they Vetted now
Chrome Heart on my body, bitch we swaggin’ up in metal now
It get lonely, no one up by me, they not my level now

Bitch, I need some action
Like my shit, got caption
I got a hit like Daft Punk
Why you trippin’ bad, huh?
He needa clean need a bath tub
He needa go out sad, huh
I needa go be bad, bruh
Hop in that shit, press gas, huh

I felt bad, I take some drugs, I feel like I feel better now
I might buy a crib or mansion, 40 am I better now?
Fly across the world, travel countries, failed to settle down
Glock gon pop, I hit you in your head, it sound like kettle now
I been feelin’ some like Biggity cause I got cheddar now
I just dropped 240 on these jeans, it’s like they Vetted now
Chrome Heart on my body, bitch we swaggin’ up in metal now
It get lonely, no one up by me, they not my level now

(4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N)
(4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N)
(4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N)
(4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N, 4N)

MAX LEVEL (prod. gothpaper & mainself)

domino ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ prod kilvk

balla blockn

waltuh

[lyrics]

-cyph-
hush down baby, wanna hit it right
said she wanna fuck with cyph, i said "girl, youre not my type"
heisenberg, no walter white, they know im breaking bad
blowing up, im off the charts, i know why these n****s be mad

i know what they talking bout, C Y P H all through the week
she hit my dms, she say you fine, she see me in her feed
said i gotta go, i left the scene
she only here for the bag, for the team
(she hit me up, i know she a-)
she hit me up, i know she a fiend

-w0a-
bitch im riding with a t like w0a booker, asking whos devin?
imma stepback on you sons like im off 2 7s
all yall tweakers, sipping purple sprite instead of reaching goals
im tryna get my brothers successful like liangelo

i get the bread, you get my crumbs, i leave you wondering what wealth like
this weapon hold slugs, i leave you pummeled with no face
i cant see off these drugs, my eyes is burning like some mace
i cant fuck with you hoes, bad egos, get in your place

-cyph & w0a-
they praying on my downfall, they pray im not gon go up
we the best inside the city, how you claiming you dont know us?
too much ice in my veins, swear to god im gon throw up
lil shawty smoking all my green, that bitch start looking like gamora
put myself onto hennessy but bitches love the sosa
why she tryna feel up on me, got a woman, thats a no-no
she wanna get too fucked up so imma pour a double
and my brudda cyph gon cash a three while off the lean and feel like russell bitch ok ay

-cyph-
hush down baby, wanna hit it right
said she wanna fuck with cyph, i said "girl, youre not my type"
heisenberg, no walter white, they know im breaking bad
blowing up, im off the charts, i know why these n****s be mad
hush down baby, wanna hit it right
said she wanna fuck with cyph, i said "girl, youre not my type"
heisenberg, no walter white, they know im breaking bad
blowing up, im off the charts, i know why these n****s be mad

breaking bad (ft cyph) [prod vinogradov]

How Does It Feel?

ILTW! Prod. Unojordan

true 4ormula posse cut

[lyrics]

(meteor inbound)
imma light one up for leisure
bust up on the scene as if i came here with a visa
imma switch my whole mufucking style like im avvisa
kiddo getting rich, gon cop an ap, a new freezer
i got too much drive, game of my life is made by reiza
make em testify, luvant and i, we gon 3d ya
dieze up in the sky, that grabba high aint for the weaker

laissez-le mort, aint mean no lemur
i dropped horse and went to Campbells chapel, got geeked with maurice yeah
east coast boy, you want a feature, im gone fishing
free throws missed, i took the three, like bruce bowen, swished in
stomped on my competition, got that seth rollins visionary
i dont need prescriptions, i can see clearly, 20/20
but its a little tinted, sativa sweeter than stevia, im tryna get lifted

when getting money, hoe, you fred vanvleet, you not efficient
im on her mind like im a fitted, but she wont admit it
i promise her im not addicted, just dont wanna quit it
that girl bumping my shit religiously, i think she wiccan
that mufucker trump a liar, i aint sick of winning yet
put tinted green up on the speakers, need you people hearing that
turn the volume up, can you hear it yet

-luvant-
house of red, casa red
casamigos, im on something different
she saying my lingo
smoke purple like grimace
we aint scratch the surface 
on some new beginnings 

i got two on my right side
i told the third hoe move around
i cant believe im here now
i cant believe im here now
cant believe im here now
i cant believe we here now, i said
i cant believe we here, step
i step on the beat ten toes down
you was stepping on the net but you quiet now
you was hating on me, now we made it like hallelujah 
i need defense, great shoota

-idieze-
open door, im so aesthetic
im so high flow, case closed, eyes closed
eyes up so high, its a burden, eyesore
im so inside, slipped to narnia
lets both get high and feel the night close
lets both get high, its a different close

How Does It Feel?

Cyph [@luhcyph]