Wtf this shit Jumpscare me and made me start shaking my head

fraud 2 ft lxxiv prod klenxsex + coddeine + fuckyoushadow

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*freestyle*
VOX:@lvstforpain @Blckk
PROD: @fenrirprod
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lvst:

make family not friends

Bitch I be sick like some cancer...
oh fuck
Ugh
Shots at his fazos I make em dancer yuh
yaeeuh
Clique full of stingas I feel a manta yuh
yeauh
Pour up a four finna fuck up my fanta yuh
YUH - YUH
bitch I break yo jaw
yeah-heah
you ain't pay no rent ain't got no job
know this - know this- know this shit got pop when fenny prod
yeah-heah
no i- no I ain't no human I'm a GOD
-a GOD
Treat her like a 🐶
if she ain't be throwing all dat back then she be gone
she gon steady eat up on my meat - filet minion
you be smoking on that fuckin reggie from the lawn
from the la-
missing the car when you blowin a switch
ain't tuck automatic cuz you is a b----
they gon get crushed like I'm chewin a ritz
stick gon get hot I ain't using no mitz
joggin em down I be sweatin his pits
bitch
ain't need a gun Im strong armin this lick
off of the x I be lit
lit!
salvation army-army up on yo fit
shit huh,
yo hoe gon beg fo spit huh
MVP shit, I'm the number one they pick ugh
if- if we talking money then you know I double dip ugh-ugh---ugh
uppercut that pussy make him bite his fuckin lip ugh
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blckk:

vest on my body
not pressing nobody for shit
I just get rid of them bitch
heard what you put out you fucking my day up
fuck it we send him way up
shit not no game when you talk about me
pussy you couldn't say much
people get hurt when you fucking with me
tryna find out what I got
on me, right now
ten magazines on me, right now
coulnd't hit me I'm breathing, pipe down
tell a fed I ain't see shit

sell the fuck out my life for like two M's
I could kill if you pay me a few of them
I don't tell no one shit I got two friends
you don't got what I got you could pretend

keep me out of them lists I'm too different
and it's still fuck a diss ima kill him
kick that faggot the fuck out of his skin

I don't care 'bout my life you could take it
motherfucker I shoot when you break in

shit been quiet you get what you pay for
pussy watch out I kick in the front door
bitch I'm 'boutta go put you on best gore
get him popped 'fore he let out that ten four

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CANCER FT. BLCKK (PROD. FENRIR)

vox: @lvstforpain
prod: @chase_noir

money gon flip
money gon flip
run it back run it back stack my shit
legs kicked up fat envelope bitch
hunt these opps like a antelope

travis scott shit, antidote
fuck all the 5s i want heavy notes
all of dem plot finna sell they soul
cuttin shit up got a heavy nose

2x
yes I got three of my dogs in the scat
uppin ya hoe and im bringing her back

robbin yo shit this a robbery
let one of these glo bitch stop me
built like twigs get bodied
heavy weight shit big body

pull up to my city ill be chillin in the lobby
move like john gotti
these groupie hoes try to top me

slow yo roll up
mix on motorolla
finna check ya shoulder

bitch gon cry and sob online and fold up
this i coulda told ya

playing poker
bitch you is the joker
no one playin holds ya

in my soda
vodka make me throw up
acting like you know us

*hook*

MOTOROLA (PROD. CHASE NOIR)

WOAH>>> BUT BETTER

LINEUP:
@BRUHMANEGODDD

PRODUCTION BY @RETROKAMISAMA
ART BY @BRUHMANEGODDD

SORE THUMB

prod skotskr

FOLLOW CITRATE
https://flow.page/citrate

[lxxiv]
another pill, another bottle/
crack a seal, and my brothers follow/
they staring at the fit i feel like imma model/
bitch, step into my world this shit like sleepy hollow/
yeah way too much medication my head is gone/
another line to the nose it makes me feel paranoid/
yeah they come to me, wanna talk but ive been annoyed/
you cant blame me cause all my feelings have been destroyed/

he aint hard, just a drag queen/
talk alot of shit but he aint mean/
aint getting far, gotta say cheese/ 
first time he see the blick yeah i bet he freeze up/
black nail wrapped around the trigger/
this white boy boutta catch a body, go tell god im sinnin/
imma have his brother dying, crying right there with him/
leave em DEAD DEAD GUARANTEE NO ONE WILL MISS EM/

[citrate]
i pull the glock out put it to his face and that motherfuckers like OMG/
i dont care how many times i gotta say it bitch you such a fraud/
dropping a xan in slurpee, omg im boutta fucking noddddd/
caught that boy lacking and i left him screaming thats why you dont fw my squad/

bitch im goin retarded, bitch i feel just like im hypestar/
getting rich off ccs, bitch i run a fuckin swipe farm/
i dont put no effort in life, im not a tryhard/
got these bitches mad obsessed i swear to got theyre diehards/

SPOTIFY

drag queen w/ citrate

GITDAT(PROD.ECKSEM)

~LYRICS~

(Verse 1)
back with the screams 808s feeling the hand of the angel caressing my face
deep in the pit I go deeper and deeper feel like im starting to lose track of the days
these people all irritate me, i don't know where I can go, bitch im just looking for peace, what do you got?
actually nah fuck it 
just give me all that you got
make sure you quick so you dont end up shot
scoping the lot i dont want them to find me
blood out my nose like my brain start to rot
talking out loud like whos that behind
cashier confused  he just look at me crazy
blow out his brain made it look like a painting
walk out the store I aint think nothing bout it
knew my way home but I think I rerouted

(Chorus) x2
man in psychosis starts killing the people
they didnt know he suppressing the voices
they gotta catch him alive but its pointless
he on a spree from the night to the morning

(Verse 2)
walk in the door and go straight to fridge grabbing bottles he losin his high 
stench of the booze on his breath feeling closer to death he dont care bout a dwi 
he found a seat on the couch saying prayers to a god wrote a fate that he couldn’t deny
speaking in tongues as his body ascended like angels started carrying him up to the sky 
reaching for heaven but he so far from it there aint nothing holy bout him the devils little puppet snap back to the couch he aint his own house the whole family screamin shouting he covered in blood but they saw he was smiling the mother start saying like please do not hurt us but he didn’t realize the dad had a shotty he reached for the pistol inside of his pocket he blew it

(Chorus) x2
man in psychosis starts killing the people
they didnt know he suppressing the voices
they gotta catch him alive but its pointless
he on a spree from the night to the morning

THE LOYAL DISCIPLE (LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION)

You Only Live Twice

#NATIONUNDERGROUND
featuring: @mekelfamily
produced by: @sxr-a (vilex)

MILLENNIALS FT. MEKEL (PROD. VILEX)

Welcome to #QueensBaby

new creps on my feet
every day new bitch tryna eat ha
it's one eye when i sleep
told my main put the wap under the seat
and she knowin that i'm ready ha
london ho just wanna jeet
yeah they know we get the money yea
queensbaby i ain't sweet
queensbaby ima take it all
queensbaby it's a feast
queensbaby yeah i played my cards
queensbaby they gon see
we already came this far
queensbaby made the team
your bitch i take her heart
queensbaby of her dreams

i couldn't slip up i'm the one now and i know it
tell em bitches fuck up
yea u pussy whippin in a stolen
punch a hole snapback boy
mister money fat bag noise
yeah i used to miss that ho </3
now the new shits love my voice
and it's hg on my waist like shit funny
told my hg we gon shine and we getting right
only had to hit her one time
now it's fine shits on my line
we all gon eat yea
serving shit up danny dimes

MOTOROLA (PROD. CHASE NOIR)

LVST (@yvng.lvst)

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